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Last night my wife, an absolutely pathological fan of musicals (she’s as discriminating about musicals as I am about pizza), was watching Bye Bye Birdie (1963). I accidentally watched a few minutes before realizing that WWE Friday Night Smackdown was on and, as fortune would have it, we own two TVs. One brief observation: damn, America used to be white.

A friend passed along this interesting list of US statistics for the year 1905. You can find the list reproduced in several places around the Web, and I have no idea about the original source. For that matter, I can’t swear that any of it is even accurate, although most of it seems about right. Anyway, the point was to

I’ll make you a deal. I’ll admit that I’m in mid-life and that I’m having a crisis if you’ll buy me one of these: That horsepower number has to be a typo, right? [THX: mojocity.]

I get the sense from some that tie clips are considered out o’ style, sorta like Tom Selleck mustaches. I very rarely wear a clip, but I do wear a pin. But here’s the thing. I just about have to wear a pin because I’m 6’2″ and these days ties are being sized for dwarves. At my height, the back/narrow

Ten Top Trivia Tips about Sam! Sam is the world’s largest rodent! More people are killed by sam each year than die in aeroplane accidents! Sam has often been found swimming miles from shore in the Indian Ocean. Sam has only one weakness – the colour yellow! The first American zoo was built in 1794, and contained only sam! The

Well, it sounds to me like the AZ legislature got some work to do clarifying a serious contradiction in how the state defines the term “person” (you’d think that would be, like, you know, the first term they’d work on) and we’re going to get nowhere in this country if liberal cops and judges are allowed to indiscriminately apply “common

Clemson 74 Wake 73 Clemson is 2-1 in league play, and Wake drops to 0-2. I’ve been saying it for months, most recently here – and I wonder if anybody is starting to believe me: This is not a good Wake Forest team. I’m not sure it’s even a mediocre Wake team. And it will take an act of several

You Are Thong Panties Woman, you are one hell of a ride! You’re a total wild child – and you live for crazy times. Men are attracted to you like flies to honey, even though they know they should stay away. You need a expert cowboy who can keep in tune with your free spirit! What Kind of Panties Are

The Denver Post has an interesting feature on academic freedom and blogging in today’s Denver & the West section. The genesis for the story was DeVry University’s recent firing of a Westminster, CO instructor for making perceived negative comments about the school in her blog. The reporter interviewed me for the story, and also quotes my good friend (and fellow

America’s favorite barking loon, Pat Robertson, says Ariel Sharon is being whacked by God for dividing the Almighty’s Chosen Land. According to today’s news: Leading evangelicals do not agree. Dubya does not agree. Holocaust denying nutjob Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, President of Iran, does agree. Okay, okay, we can make fun of Rev. Pat all we like – and we should –

Jack Grant at The Moderate Voice has a simply marvelous take on freedom and fear and hope and despair and, well, it’s hard to describe. But it’s one of the most essential things I’ve read in awhile. He draws on everybody from Paine to Reagan to Roosevelt to Einstein to Franklin to Pitt (and a bunch more) along the way,

Joe Gandelman at The Moderate Voice walks through a maybe breaking story that suggests the government spied on Christiane Amanpour. Interesting read, and something to keep an eye on in case it turns into something. Upon reflection, another possible scenario looks like this: Is it a Rathergatish-style set-up? Inside source tips somebody at NBC, but the tap never happened and

Jack Abramoff’s little plea deal, which has GOP power brokers all over DC wetting themselves, represents as solid a chance as the Democratic Party has seen in ages (since Watergate?) to claim some moral high ground. But all of a sudden the question isn’t whether they can successfully capitalize on Republican ethical “lapses,” but whether they’ll be able to keep

Some day – hopefully very soon – God is going to call Pat Robertson home. On that day there will be a party at my house. You’re invited. I know this is bad juju, but I’ll chance it. After all, is there really anything so terribly wrong with holding a man accountable to his own standards? __________________________________ Jan. 5, 2006,

I’m having an interesting exchange with a friend via e-mail and we’re talking about intelligence and spirituality. I thought I’d edit up some of the exchange and offer it here. We’ll call my friend “Jack.” __________________ Jack: I understand your position here but I’m not sure I agree. People are intelligent in different ways. Me: This is true, although we