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:: I really don’t understand how bipartisanship is ever going to work when one of the parties is insane. Imagine trying to negotiate an agreement on dinner plans with your date, and you suggest Italian and she states her preference would be a meal of tire rims and anthrax. If you can figure out a way to split the difference there and find a meal you will both enjoy, you can probably figure out how bipartisanship is going to work the next few years. (I’ve decided that I just don’t care about the “tone” in Washington. I don’t care one whit about it. Reading through various histories of politics, the “tone in Washington” is always acrimonious and nasty. That’s not a bug, it’s a feature. It’s the way it is, everywhere you have differing political parties fighting for stuff.)
:: Some days it’s just this. And this is what I live for.
:: It’s a freaking lifetime when your midsectional and breastal frontage areas are suddenly exposed to God-knows-who. (Yeah…I’m gonna have to take her word on that one. Kerry’s new to the blogroll, but she’s actually an old friend from my high school days, found via Facebook.)
:: What does it say about me that I could go with either interpretation? (Me, too. This post features one of the more clever LOLcat photos I’ve seen in a long time.)
:: I make an awesome hot salsa. I use cactus in it. (Wait, what?)
:: Comic book lettering has some grammatical and aesthetic traditions that are quite unique. (This isn’t a blog post, actually, but a fascinating article on an overlooked aspect of comics: lettering. When I was a big comics reader, I got to the point where I could recognize letterers on sight, and in some cases where certain comics had the same letterers for years, I would be thrown off if an occasional issue came along lettered by someone else. The art and Chris Claremont’s writing might not change, but an issue of X-Men without Tom Orzechowski’s lettering? That threw me off!)
All for this week. Tune in next week!
