Off To The Pool Now

VicePee Debate Techno Remix

Laying down the beat and keeping it popping....

Finding the gud stuff on beta current dot com yeah.

Put Me In Coach, I'm Ready To Play

The Coaching Staff Spanks Us When We're Bad
Horrific Chicago story and video here; includes tears of a teen.

"It's a tradition there," Bruce Zayas, 17, said of Simeon Career Academy. "They hit players." Zayas stuffed a shirt in his mouth to fight the pain. "I had a paddle mark across my butt," he added.

Currently no corroborating photographic evidence of alleged paddle mark on Zayas' butt is available for public posting. Will update for all high school coaching staffs when butt pics are posted.

Haven't Heard From Oprah In Awhile

Not to worry, hell,
she's on at my house
right now.
Lordy.
Kill that television.

Get In Line Early

The cruelest of internet hoaxes:


In-n-Out's 60th Year Anniversary is Wednesday, October 22nd. All hamburgers will be sold for 25 cents, Cheeseburgers 30 cents, Fries 15 cents, and drinks are 10 cents!!! So mark your calendars!

Corporate says it ain't happening.

Paglia

This month's letters to Ms. Paglia.
You can still read, can'tya?

Hillbilly Hacker

Twink hillbilly-lawbreaker, stunted spawn of Democrat Tenessee lawmaker, is indicted for hacking Governor Mrs. Todd Palin's email account. Rather than some political dirty-dealing it's probable that the Bristol-hating UT Econ student, David "Popcorn" Kernell, was merely looking for a way to contact virile Alaskan hockey stud Levi Johnston.
It's sometimes difficult for these soft southern Democrat boys to be direct. They don't call it the squirrel party for nothing.
P.M. Update here.

1000 Words

Lipless

Tom Brokaw and President Bush.

Where's the lip? Nope, didn't watch the "debate" last night. Sure I take my civic duties seriously. And I respect Senator McCain's service and sacrifice for our country. But nothing could compel me to spend any time with pompass ass Tom "Lipless" Brokaw. Too much to ask.

Barney's Gang

Former Mr. Gay United Kingdom slit his lover's throat then marinated his diced flesh with fresh herbs...

No word yet on how close is his association with Congressman Barney Frank (pictured at left fondling a youthful glute) or whether Mr. Gay UK is connected to cannibal Obama worshippers in Russia -- or if he is a Matt Damon fan. Time will tell.

Las Lonely Hag Strumpet

Ciudado con mi corazon. None other than local Detroit talent, ageing Kaballah wench and ex-wife of show-biz intellect Sean Penn, Mrs. Guy Ritchie bans Governor Mrs. Todd Palin from her skank stage show. I need a holiday.

Now I Git It

THAT SUBPRIME THING

Blog'o'the'Day

Here it is.









Look here too.

Highway To Hell

My New Ringtone

Living easy, living free
Season ticket on a one-way ride
Asking nothing, leave me be
Taking everything in my stride
Dont need reason, dont need rhyme
Aint nothing I would rather do
Going down, party time
My friends are gonna be there too

Im on the highway to hell

No stop signs, speed limit
Nobodys gonna slow me down
Like a wheel, gonna spin it
Nobodys gonna mess me round
Hey satan, payed my dues
Playing in a rocking band
Hey momma, look at me
Im on my way to the promised land

Im on the highway to hell
(dont stop me)

And Im going down, all the way down
Im on the highway to hell

Don't ask.

The Bradley Effect

Found this sign of HOPE for McCain's team'o'mavrix over at Cruck & Disorderly.

Posted by Fresh on October 3, 2008
The mayor of a Kansas town issued an apology Thursday for appearing as a drag-queen in blackface last weekend as part of a fundraising event, according to the local chapter of the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People (NAACP).
Arkansas City Mayor Mel Kuhn participated in and won a drag queen contest held as part of an annual fund raiser sponsored by Court Appointed Special Advocates (CASA), an agency that supports foster children in the court system.
Kuhn appeared dressed as a character which he called “Smellishis Poon,” with his face painted dark for the event.
But Kuhn told FOXNews.com that he was not in blackface, but in “tanface,” and did not intend to offend anyone.
“Blackface is shoepolish,” he said. “That’s not what I did. I dressed up to win and because it was so hilarious.”

According to the NAACP, he also had suggestive back-up dancers for the talent portion of his performance, which he called the “Red Hot Puntangs.”
“We danced to black music. The Weather Girls and Aretha Franklin,” Kuhn told FOXNews.com.
Kuhn said he got the idea from the popular movie “Norbit,” a controversial comedy starring Eddie Murphy, which some critics have decried as racist toward African Americans.
While he won the award that night for the “most creative talent,” several local residents found the performance to be insulting and racially offensive, the Arkansas City Traveler reported.
Kuhn initially defended his actions, saying he originally meant to portray an “over-the-top woman,” and that he didn’t care what people thought.

Looks pretty funny from here. Too much thin skin in Arkansas City, is my take. How 'bout you? Meaningless apology onethousandandtwo for the year. Gee Mayor Poon (rhymes with Kuhn, I think), you've got ovaries, use 'em. Wait, his name itself is insulting, ain't it?

Gotta luv the labels Miss Fresh attached to this posting:DON IMUS DAYCARE CENTER, NEWS BREAK, THE BITCH SAID WHAT?

Fresh also opened the Palin/Biden VicePee debate for commentary. Not as fun as most commentary at C&D -- hadta scroll fast past most of it -- but the gravitars are still tops over there and the thread closing comment was perfect. Safe quess that Fresh likes Obama but I think it was always observant and astute Fresh herself who -- sans irony -- said: "This thread is proof that there should be a literacy test to vote. God help America." me | 10.03.08 - 1:53 pm |

God help us indeed.

Spackling

Um, this from Lisa Schiffren at The Corner:

Speaking of Joe — what in God's name possessed him at the dermatologist's? He had the eyelift a little while ago. But now he has the deathly pallor of someone who has had more than a few peels, microdermabrasion, whatever. Plus all the little upper lip wrinkles are gone. Restylane. And he has had the naso-labial folds spackled in with more restylane, or maybe heavy-duty purlane. Obviously that unmoving central forehead was over-botoxed. The plastic surgeons and dermatologists in my neighborhood all pride themselves on more subtle work.

Running Man

Is He A Game Show Host From Running Man or VeePee From Squirrel Land? Vice debate from the most important election of your lifetime: Dawson/Biden. Welcome to America in 2008, where "the best men don't run for president, they run for their lives" (what can I say, I know my Schwarzenegger movies).

Groove Thing

Okay, Let's Look One More Time

Thug Tea Party


Oh, yeah, he did say that.

1000 Words

Aren't We All . . .

One side has their Maxine Waterses and their Cythia McKinneys the other side has their Secretary Rice -- no wonder there's so much artsy testosterone envy in the Squirrel Party.

Miss Heath Pre-Mr.Todd Palin

The Heaths lived in a small cabin heated by a wood-burning stove, all four children crowded in an attic bedroom, where they huddled under quilts and watched their own breath. Since store-bought food was hard to come by, area families relied on wild game as their main form of sustenance. The Heaths and the Carters hunted together, and "one moose would feed both families for a winter," Smith says.
Palin stacked firewood endlessly and worked in a large communal garden where winter vegetables were grown. Anyone who dined at the Heath home remembers large stews of whatever the family had shot. "Bear, moose, sheep," recalls Kim Ketchum, one of Palin's childhood friends.

Tru Luv

FAN, FRED, AND FRANK
House Democrats are concerned that it wasn't just Rep. Barney Frank who was having extracurricular relations with Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac executives, and that those relationships will come to light before the election a month from now. According to a former Democrat staffer working for the House Committee on Financial Services, there were a number of stories involving Democrat members of the committee, as well as staffers for those Democrats, participating in retreats and getaway weekends paid for by Fan and Fred executives and lobbyists. "Republicans were in the majority, and they weren't getting invited on these trips," says the former aide, who now works for an investment house in New York. "It's not that Republicans weren't enjoying themselves, but not the way my guys were. If I were a Democratic member in the mid to late 90s and dealt with financial services or housing issues, I'd be real nervous right now." Frank has not hidden the fact that he was in a romantic relationship with a former executive for Fannie Mae. Frank now chairs the Financial Services Committee and was one of several longtime Democrat members who sought assurances from Speaker of the House Nancy Pelosi that no action would be taken on Fan or Fred investigations until after the election in November.

P.S. Is that David Brock there sporting that becoming beaded choker?

Spare Any Change ii?

Okay then, here's the remix of the tragically unaborted West LA children of Hollywood. Yeah, it's incestuous out here in The Business. Thanks Reason hit& run.

Earlier version of these pre-panhanders right here. Nah, I don't have an opinion on this but if I were to have an opinion I might think this were pitiful and pitiable if it were not so stoopidly West LA. Can you say people with too much time, money and earnest idiocy? Can we make abortion retroactive to say, age 15 -- and include parents who fail but don't know it? Oh. Bomb. Uh.

Our Governor's Coming Saturday

In my email this afternoon:

Please join us this Saturday, October 4th, for a Victory 2008 rally with

Governor Sarah Palin!

Doors open at 11:30 AM, and attendees must be seated by 1:30 PM. The rally will take place at the

Home Depot Center
ADT Tennis Stadium
18400 Avalon Blvd
Carson, CA

Please RSVP for the event by clicking here. Though RSVP is required, it does not guarantee admission. We will send you a confirmation/update later this week. Please limit your RSVP to two per person, and feel free to forward this email along to others who'd like to attend!

Want a VIP ticket with preferred seating? After you RSVP, all you have to do is make 100 phone calls at your local Victory headquarters! To contact your local Victory headquarters, click here.

If you have questions, please send an email to california@johnmccain.com.

Thank you, and see you Saturday!

Don't Be Hatin'

Well, in the case of Lee, I'm a hater. The miracle of Fort Green is that this race hustlin' poseur is still making movies and taken seriously by those who should know better. Not by everyone, though. Me? I'm just annoyed because I've liked the name Spike since long before Baby Spike in Trouble In Mind and this one note ass blows a good name, rendering it unusable.


Poor Spike. No Oscar. But what's with the Pee Wee Herman lookin' glasses? Not that Pee Wee wore any spectacles.

Lulu

Time for a Congressman Barney "Yes, I had a rent-boy prostitution ring run out of my DC (not AC) home" Frank photo update. Barney in drag? Or Barney's sis Ann Lulu Lewis? You tell me.

Yeah, I Read Africa Speaks Too, Gwen

September 30, 2008, 7:00 a.m.

Palin’s Moment
Previewing Thursday.

By Mark Goldblatt

Thank you for the question, Ms. Ifill — patronizing though it is. And, yes, if pressed, I could probably stand up right now, walk across the stage and name every country on that blank map of the Middle East you’ve so graciously set up for me. But I think I’ll pass.

First of all, I’d rather not spend next week fielding questions about whether I saw Tina Fey doing another impression of me of Saturday Night Live, this time bending over to point out Yemen — during which, of course, she’ll throw in a blank stare and gratuitous wiggle of her butt in order to suggest that the only reason John McCain picked me for the vice presidential slot was because I was once a beauty queen.

Second of all, I’d rather not log onto the Internet next week and discover that one of your producers has surreptitiously supplied Bill Maher, who two weeks ago called me a “category five moron,” with a camera angle that shows a flash of cleavage — which, of course, he will freeze-frame and weave into an obscene rant.

The point, Ms. Ifill, is that ever since I accepted Sen. McCain’s invitation to be his running mate, I’ve become an object of ridicule and derision among the media elites whose commitment to political correctness apparently admits an exception for howling, sophomoric sexism as long as it is directed at their ideological adversaries.

It’s not that I expected a fair shake, Heaven knows. I realize that there’s a deep-seated emotional investment among liberal commentators in the candidacy of Barack Obama. I watched them chew up and spit out one of their perennial darlings — Hillary Clinton — when she stood in the way of their group hug. I heard Senator Clinton called a “big f — -ing whore” by an Air America host; I heard one MSNBC host accuse her of “pimping out” her daughter, another call her a “she-devil,” and a third suggest that she needed to be taken into a backroom and beaten senseless to convince her to drop out of the primary race. And I heard a CBS News anchor — yes, the same one who turned a recent interview with me into a pop quiz — ask Sen. Clinton if she remembered being nicknamed “Miss Frigidaire” in school. Ugly stuff, isn’t it? So it’s no surprise that when Senator McCain began to surge in the polls after he selected me as his running mate, the liberal media would come loaded for bear every time I made a public statement.

Ever since Senator McCain made that selection, by the way, I’ve been working hard to get up to speed on foreign policy and global issues. The reason I wasn’t up to speed beforehand is that, curiously enough, I’d been focusing all my energy on doing the jobs I’d been elected to do. When I was elected mayor of Wasilla, I tried to be a good mayor. When I was elected governor of the Alaska, I tried to be a good governor. I didn’t regard either position as a stepping stone to anything else. I saw no need to go on fact-finding tours, at taxpayers’ expense, to foreign countries in an effort to bolster my geopolitical credentials for higher office.

By the time John McCain and I take office in January, rest assured I will be up to speed on geopolitics. I will be altogether qualified to be a heartbeat from the presidency. And I’ll surround myself with altogether qualified advisers and staff, not yes-men and yes-women. Because I know from experience — the very experience my opponent, Sen. Biden, lacks — what it is like to make an executive decision. I know what it is like, after the legislative wrangling is done, after the wheeling and dealing by party hacks who are determined to maintain political cover and plausible deniability, to have the buck stop at my desk, to enact a law by my signature, to put my name on the bottom line.

So no, Ms. Ifill, I think I’ll keep my seat. You can take down your blank map. I came here tonight to discuss, to the best of my abilities, the international and domestic issues that confront the United States and to provide the American people with an insight into my governing philosophy. I didn’t come to convince voters that I could be a Jeopardy champion. If that’s the main qualification for the vice presidency, then I’d suggest both Sen. Biden and I step aside for Ken Jennings.

— Mark Goldblatt is the author of the novel Africa Speaks.

Spare Any Change?

Unaborted future panhandlers. I gotta get outta lalaland pronto.

Disrobed

Who knows? Perhaps Stripped-Of-His-Black-Judicial-Robes Black Democrat extortioner ex-judge but still Black Congressman Alcee (thanks for that name, Mom) Hastings' morbid apology indicates a sorrowful sincerity equal to his happy distain for hunters sportsmen Jews and Palins. Dunno. Apologies such as his are easily uttered and more often than not meaningless. Still, he's just another lucky -- if ungrateful -- American idiot so let's accept, forgive, forget and move on dot com.

Shanah Tovah