Apparently, this blog is the only search result on Yahoo! for:
"how to get your wife to agree to a threesome"
Buddy, shouldn’t you have asked her if she wanted children before you married her?
To be able to say "Noggle," you first must be able to say "Nah."
Apparently, this blog is the only search result on Yahoo! for:
"how to get your wife to agree to a threesome"
Buddy, shouldn’t you have asked her if she wanted children before you married her?
Interesting narrative that the St. Louis Post-Dispatch would seem to offer with a headline like this:
Eminent domain faces roadblock in Creve Coeur
Except that the poor roadblocked practice is the mechanism by which a local government seizes property from the little guy for things like the entertainment complexes about which the Post-Dispatch routinely crows.
Because face it, citizen, you don’t buy ad pages like the casinos, sports venues, or go-cart tracks do.
Wine in juice boxes:
I guess I’ll have an answer after I crack it open.
UPDATE: Less flavor than MD 20/20, but all of the class.
Apparently, this book is only available in hardcover on Amazon for $55, but I bought my copy at the Carondolet YMCA bok fair for $1. So if I wanted to resell it, I could list it on Amazon for an exhorbitant amount, pay whatever monthly fees Amazon offers, and not sell it.
I read the first Book of Lists in high school, and I’ve always enjoyed the mixture of trivia and somewhat wry commentary; however, some decade after I read the Book of Lists 2 and The People’s Almanac, I’ve noticed more acutely the leftward lean of the authors. I mean, I know they did The People’s Almanac and its red cover in paperback should have been a tip-off, but I was a boy then and I’m a libertive now, so I’m probably more aware of it. Published in 1982, it’s chock full of Reagan-is-evilism, and one must recognize that the book was written when Reagan had been in office under two years and had spent part of that time recovering from a gunshot wound. The book includes lists for the first things the environmentalists would ban if they could, for crying out loud. Blech.
Still, it’s a good enough read as it contains enough trivia to help me keep ahead of the regular Trivial Pursuit adversaries and it allows for synthetic thought (Alcatraz closed in 1963? That’s only 13 years before The Enforcer, which means the memory of Alcatraz would have been fresher to contemporary movie viewers than grunge is to current pop culture….).
Headline of the day:
Blunt asks for query into death
Hopefully, the government can find some answers, such as Is there an afterlife? Is there any purpose to life other than laboring to feed the gaping maw of government coffer?
Talent’s amendment could save Boeing C-17:
Sen. Jim Talent, R-Mo., on Wednesday introduced a $7 billion amendment to a defense spending bill, aiming to keep open the St. Louis production line for Boeing’s C-17 transport plane.
Pentagon officials recently alerted Congress of their plan to stop buying the plane.
The amendment by Talent authorizes the Air Force to buy up to 42 C-17s in the next few years. It also calls on the military to keep the line open until the need for more “lift” aircraft to deploy and sustain forces abroad is assessed.
Gee, I wish my wife would authorize me to continue spending money until we determined whether or not I really needed to.
Next time I am voting for the Libertarian.
Yeah, why buy one song online for $.99 when I can go into an actual store and buy the song for $9.99 plus tax on an album which includes 17 songs I’ve never heard and might not even listen to once I’ve got the album ripped into iTunes?
I’m old school, baby.
(Now, please don’t ask me why I bought a Bee Gees album in the first place.)
As every other election today was some sort of referendum on how the public perceives Bush, this one must be no different:
Today is the last chance for White Settlement residents to vote on a charter change to rename the city West Settlement, a controversial proposal that has drawn nationwide attention.
How is it a referendum on the president’s aggressive strategy of fomenting regime improvement in the Middle East?
If the name changes, undoubtedly it heralds a return to Democrat super-majority in Congress and the impeachment of everyone in the line of succession who is not a Democrat. Cue the happy music!
Sign, downtown St. Louis:

I grieve this sign, for it announces that the city of St. Louis cannot protect your car from break ins and that it’s easier to go after the potential victims to indirectly admonish them for making themselves available for criminal activity. I mean, sure, it’s a good idea to store your valuables out of sight, and it’s an even better idea to not keep valuables in your car and to keep your doors unlocked so the criminal element won’t have to break the windows to look for their absence.
But why lament the powerlessness the city of St. Louis embraces by spending money on these signs? That’s counter-productive. Instead, I offer if not my support, than my other suggestions for further signage, including:
Dress Smart
Don’t Ask
for It,
You Tramp
Drive Smart
Lock your Doors
and Don’t Stop
Until You Reach Clayton
(Feel free to offer your suggestions in the comments.)
By the rules described by the Hockey Whoopass Jamboree, I must once again post the Red Wings logo to placate Michelle and David, who selected that team whereas I selected the St. Louis Blues and that team, like all other NHL teams and a couple of high school girls field hockey teams, j.v. at that, continue to beat the Blues like a bongo at a San Franscisco coffee shop circa 1967:

Say a politician wins the presidential election and then installs his little brother as attorney general. Would never happen, ainna?
Already did, my fellow young people. Already did.
When out for a romantic evening with your spouse, choose “If You Wanna Be Happy” at the karaoke bar at your own risk.
It’s official. The deal that brought the Raiders back to Oakland 10 years ago is an unmitigated disaster. At Wednesday’s news conference announcing the extinction of personal seat licenses, city and county officials smiled bravely.
And why not? It’s better than crying.
As it stands right now, Oakland is clinging to the Raiders with a hope and a prayer, neither of which have proved to be an especially effective tactic in dealing with Raiders owner Al Davis. The team’s lease on McAfee Coliseum expires in 2011, which means it has until then to complete one of the greatest marketing turnarounds in the history of the NFL or the team will almost certainly leave.
As Davis said at the news conference, “We have a deal we can live with — at least for the next five years.”
Now there’s a rallying cry.
The facts are these: Personal seat licenses, which were supposed to painlessly and effortlessly retire the $200 million bond issue used to spiff up the Coliseum-Arena complex, were the worst idea since drafting Brigham Young University quarterback Marc Wilson. The licenses not only weren’t selling, they were less popular than the Denver Broncos. Even the stopgap idea, proposed by several pundits, that the Raiders should take the 10-year licenses and turn them into lifetime licenses, wasn’t going to fly.
So a professional sports team has screwed its fans with the “Personal Seat License,” nothing more than a convenience surcharge on the convenience surcharges inherent with buying season tickets, and has screwed its host city with hundreds of millions of dollars in debt.
And the cities come back for more.
An era of record movie prices, record newspaper prices, and record cable television rates coupled with increasing revenue?
Time Warner Inc., the world’s largest media company, reported an 80 percent increase in third-quarter earnings Wednesday and raised its stock repurchase program to $12.5 billion from $5 billion in an effort to meet shareholder demands to lift its slumping stock price.
The New York-based company, whose properties include the Warner Bros. studio, HBO, CNN, a major cable TV company and Time magazine, posted net earnings of $897 million versus $499 million in the same period a year ago.
Time to levy a federal punitive tax on these businesses! After all, what’s good for the oil companies should be good for the media companies who cheerlead immoral (even if rendered not illegitimate by faux populists in the legislature) profit confiscation and redistribution, ainna?
To spare the feelings of afflicted persons, this blog shall hereafter refer to the little Irish men in green with pots of gold as Hansensdiseaseachauns.
Thank you.
I inherited this book from my aunt. She might have read it, she might not have. Almost a year after her death, I cannot remember whether she particularly liked Stephen King amongst her reading within the horror genre.
This book chronicles the story of a nine-year-old girl who gets lost in the Maine Woods and is stalked by something called the God of the Lost. She has only her wits–inflated through the magic of fiction–and Tom Gordon, her hallucinated rendition of the Boston Red Sox reliever.
Pretty much, that’s it. It’s a short story for King–a mere 210 pages–but it moves along quickly and draws the reader along with its simple Girl against Nature (and Girl against Supernatural, or maybe Girl against Herself) conflict and its long paragraph descriptions. King could probably write a shopping list and make it compelling and enjoyable reading. As it stands, his hike one day inspired a story that kept me preoccupied a couple of nights.
Senator Harry Reid has confused them again:
“I demand on behalf of the American people that we understand why these investigations aren’t being conducted,” Democratic leader Harry Reid said.
Taken by surprise, Republicans derided the move as a political stunt.
“The United States Senate has been hijacked by the Democratic leadership,” said Majority Leader Bill Frist. “They have no convictions, they have no principles, they have no ideas,” the Republican leader said.
Reid demanded the Senate go into closed session. The public was ordered out of the chamber, the lights were dimmed, and the doors were closed. No vote is required in such circumstances.
UPDATE: Just to be clear, and more pithy, always beware the elected official who, on your behalf and for your own good, does things behind closed doors or without telling you what it is. One would almost expect the elected official to add, furthermore, that it hurts him/her more than it hurts us.
So I understand that Judge Alito, should he become a Supreme Court justice, immediately use the superpowers granted by the robe to spin the earth backwards and turn back the clock, some estimates up to 70 years. Why stop there? I’m unclear why the opponents think that the justices would undo only part of the Constitutional recreation that has occurred…why wouldn’t they turn the clock back 216 years and undo the Constitution? Why not 230 years and undo the Declaration of Independence? Yea, why not 790 years and turn back the clock on the Magna Carta?
Because the events of history are only important as guest stars in the drama that is the narrative of American History, where the eventual and sometimes lucky triumph of the common decent folk can only be corrected by the super-legislature courts with their supreme insight into what should be done, not what the Constitution’s authors meant in their drive to restrain government power.
Instead of judges who base their abjudication on the Constitution, some people want judges who turn forward the clock by any means necessary, whether granted by the Constitution or whether checked by other, elected government officials.
From presiding over the most-watched trial in history to the Supreme Court.
We at MfBJN congratulate Judge Ito!
Eh? Alito you say? I thought they said Al Ito.
(Submitted to the Outside the Beltway Traffic Jam.)