You’ll never see Romney shirtless because his campaign doesn’t want people seeing all the prison tats he has.

I actually do care about the Florida primary and hope Romney wins. I just really don’t like McCain and Huckabee (and have no strong opinion about Giuliani — much like most Florida voters).
I just wish there was some aspect to Romney to get behind other than “acceptable to conservatives.” Liberals seem to hate him, but liberals also hate Bush so liberal hate alone only gets you so far in my book.
What Romney needs is an image change. First thing: Grow a goatee and shave your head. That will make you stand out from the paint by numbers presidential candidates. Next, lose the suit and wear something more appropriate for a member of Hell’s Angels. Thirdly, tame a timber wolf and have it follow you around on the campaign trail. Finally, lose the long winded speeched. Instead, just shout to assembled crowds words like “CRUSH!” and “DESTROY!” (those really are great applause lines). If you feel you must say something more, say, “I am Death! My coming cannot be stopped!”
If Romney can pull that off, I’ll not only vote for him, I’ll donate to his campaign.

The only size left for the Fred Thompson shirt is small. Despite him dropping out, people are still buying the shirt (I saw some guy in Germany by a couple the other day). Anyway, it’s sure to be a collector’s item, so snatch up those last few. Who know; maybe he’ll be the VP candidate and the shirt can be relevant again.
Wait a sec… I don’t even have one of those shirts…

Wouldn’t the State of the Union Address have been better if President Bush just had said this:

“The State of the Union… could be better, could be worse.”
“…”
“I’m heading out for a smoke now.”

Of course, I was expecting President Bush to say he is going to refuse to leave office and finally open those prison camps the Kos Kids found out about. That sort of the announcement might actually get him back in the news cycle despite the contentious primary.
If Hillary win the presidency and set the precedent that being married to the president makes you presidential material, do you think Laura Bush might make a run for it? She’s a much better wife, so I think she’s more qualified.

SarahK says I can’t read Mary Katharine Ham anymore since she has been officially designated “The Worst Person in the World.” SarahK says I can only read the blogs of good people.

Obama takes big risk on driver’s license issue
(01-28) 04:00 PST Washington — Sen. Barack Obama easily won the African American vote in South Carolina, but to woo California Latinos, where he is running 3-to-1 behind rival Sen. Hillary Rodham Clinton, he is taking a giant risk: spotlighting his support for the red-hot issue of granting driver’s licenses to illegal immigrants.

He’s still around?

You’ll always be happy as long as you can still enjoy the simple things in life — such as wearing a warm poncho straight out of the dryer on a cold day.
I got the poncho during a stop in Mexico on our honeymoon cruise, and thus I assume its an authentic Mexican poncho. I mean, they wouldn’t make ponchos in Taiwan and ship them to Mexico, would they? Plus, I assume Mexico still has plenty of good poncho makers because if you could make a good poncho, why in the world would you ever be motivated to illegally sneak into America to do unskilled labor?
Anyway, I bought the poncho so I could dramatically sweep it over my shoulder to reveal the six-shooter at my hip — just like my hero The Man With No Name (Other Than Joe, Manco, and Blondie). It ends up, though, that wearing a poncho today just makes people avoid so you never needed the six-shooter in the first place. So instead of it being a peacemaker-concealer, the poncho is now just something I throw on on a cold morning when I’m too lazy to get dressed and want to lounge around reading the nets. I guess that means that instead of being a pajama-wearing blogger, I’m a poncho blogger… which is way cooler.

It sometimes seems that way. Frankly, we are a bunch of assholes, but I still don’t think we deserves this treatment.
He’s still better than Huckabee.

Do yourself a favor and tune into Airor America in the next week or so (you can live stream it on the web free–no one in their right mind would actually pay for it). The “progressive” hosts are frothing at the mouth in support of their Democratic candidate of choice. Hillary supporters are slamming Obama about what a “crybaby” he is, and how he has zero qualification to be President. Obama supporters are slamming Hillary and Bill about how he is overpowering her, accuse the Clintons of resorting to guttural, racist tactics, and even throw in the “sham marriage” and infidelity accusations that have long been a favorite talking point of the “vast wing conspiracy”. Edwards supporters are . . . well . . . they aren’t really doing anything since there aren’t any. The next month or so will likely be the only time in the foreseeable future when you, like me, may actually be able to listen to these “progressive” idiots for more then 60 seconds without retching. This window is more narrow than your typical Mars shot, and nearly as rare as the return of Haley’s Comet. Don’t miss out on your chance to hear the Democrats fall over themselves to eat their young, even though your instincts and every fiber of your being fight against tuning into their leftist, lunatic, propaganda machine.

I’ve known this since freshman year of college when, for a class, I read an interview with her in which she lamented that too many blacks were going to school, but I’ve never said it here: Toni Morrison is a racist dumbass of monumental proportions. If you combined the worst condescending attitudes towards black people of a white liberal with an actual black person who thus has no fear of saying whatever she wants about blacks, you get Toni Morrison.
I remember in that college class I had a choice between getting an A or saying exactly what I thought of Toni Morrison in my final paper. It was an easy choice.
BTW, I learned from that same class by reading Beloved that a novel has to be some pretty atrocious crap to win both the Pulitzer and the Nobel Prize. Man did I need a Tom Clancy novel as a palate cleanser after that.
UPDATE:
I’m getting creamed on the original version of this post which was egregious in its errors even by my own standards. I guess I’ve gotten too used to the forgiveness of my readers and shouldn’t have hacked out a post before my morning coffee and not even proofread it. Still, I hope the two points of the post were still clear:
1. I really hate Toni Morrison.
2. I’m still obsessed with every B I got in college.
On the subject of glass houses and kettles, look what I found in Ann Althouse’s post — the same post in which she is very mean to me:

But now, she’s supporting Obama, and it’s not necessary a contradiction.

I think that should be “necessarily”… emphasis on “think” because I don’t have a very good track record today. Mistakes are why pencils have erasures erasers, though.