I’m sure no bloggers will read this “Attack of the Blogs” article and get any ideas about attacking Forbes Magazine. Oh yeah, you have to register (free) or use bugmenot (also free) to read it.
But no blogger should get ANY ideas about attacking Forbes Magazine. Nope, NOBODY!

Ok you know by now Frank J. is writing at least one book, maybe more. And you know how books are sometimes made into movies. Like that Harry Potter series, those books about Hobbitses and the Hitchikers Guide to the Galaxy. Shoot, even the occasional videogame gets made into a movie or cartoon. Final Fantasy, Doom, Resident Evil.
CARTOONS even get made into movies, Scoobydoo, PokeMon, anyone?. But I digress.
To my knowledge no blog has ever been made into a movie. BUT! If IMAO (a blog, nay, THE (capital B) Blog) were made into a hit motion picture, not Frank J’s book which will undoubtedly be devoid of his co-bloggers, who would you cast as whom? And why?
For those who are memory challenged or for religious reasons don’t read sidebars, the lineup is as follows.

• Frank J.
• Harvey
• RightWingDuck
• Cadet Happy
• spacemonkey
• Scott
• Laurence Simon
• SarahK
• Aquaman

Frank J’s bitter archrival, Scrappleface.com’s Scott Ott, has set up his blog in such a way that comments no longer show on his fake news monstrosity site. I guess having that big book “Axis of Weebles” published has gone to his head or something. Or maybe he contacted some sort of can’t-read-no-more disease from touching all that nasty, filthy money from the sales of his book but whatever. Probably has a premium service with people paying to comment now.
Doesn’t affect anyone around here though, right? Nobody goes over there for any sort of funny or anything, anyway.
Have no fear, comments are still available here, for free, for a limited time.

Update: A more mature blogger would post an update to this entry because it has been proven wrong. Let me make one thing clear, I am NOT that mature blogger.

Oh, I just found a great new word.
Vegeterrorists, you tell me what it means.
OK, I’ll give you some hints.
Bird Flu,
Mad Cow Disease
Exploding Sheep,
Atomic Fish
Get the picture? Fear the meat for it shall be your undoing.

Remember to pray for Sarahk who is stuck with Frank J. during the storm.
With no power to run the coffee maker, perhaps he will chew on grounds to get his caffeinous sustenance.

Watch This Space!
But please, don’t just sit there and drool.
It will end up in a pool,
And you’ll look like a fool.

Glenn Reynolds new book “An Army of Davids : How Markets and Technology Empower Ordinary People to Beat Big Media, Big Government, and Other Goliaths” (pithy, no?) is on sale at Amazon.com.. But as you can see, the book’s cover art is not available.

Hmmmm. What would appropriate artwork for this book look like?
Update: I circled in red where the artwork would go if it existed.

I am predicting: An end to Superego is going to be posted on Monday.
I am also predicting, you have already seen the end to SuperEggo.

I am, like many, in a quite a dilemma over Harriet Miers. She’s really quite the riddle.
I don’t know who she is. Then again, I can’t recall ever hearing of George W. Bush before 1999 either.
But back to Ms. Miers.
I don’t know her opinion on a lot of things.
I don’t know how she likes her coffee. What is her paper/plastic preference. On the subject of toothpaste: does she roll? Does she squeeze? Does she have toothpaste in one of those fancy pumps?
The topic of her pizza topping preferences is a total mystery to me and potentially may always be. That is, of course, assuming I don’t hire some sort of private investigater to find these sorts of things out.
Is she Hell’s hand-old-maid-en. Is she Lady Liberty’s unmarried aunt that no one ever talks about?
She might just be the uberwomensch of conservative juris prudence or she might just turn out to be Souter II or possibly another Sandra Day O’Communist.
But then again maybe what we know won’t hurt us. Or perhaps, ignorance IS bliss. OR as my old friend G.I. Joe used to say if “knowing is half the battle” perhaps not knowing is the other half of the battle?
Harriet Miers? Could she BE more vague? I don’t know.
Maybe?

James Joyner of Outside The Beltway is liveblogging his honeymoon with photos.
Sick.