More like a memo to myself. So much blog fodder today, so little time. In no particular order, to take on today:
Bush as stud. The launch of Slutpublican.us and our own presidential stud. Rachel Corrie. Natalie going to see the Dixie Chicks. Segregated proms. Winner of Saddam Birthday Poetry Contest. More playground politics. Free Comic Book Day. Museum looting. My dream about: Charles Johnson, Killians Beer, a light-up walker for a retarded man, a redneck fighting me, a dead basketball player bleeding in my car and cold cuts. Redesigning this site. Why, after getting about eight hours of sleep last night, I still can't keep my eyes open. North Korea. SARS. Etc., etc., etc.
You may proceed with your day now. Move along.