Your sensibilities are obviously far too delicate for this somewhat popular site. Perhaps you could start your own little blog and talk to your bestest friends instead?

Wheeeeeeeeeeee! A college classmate has taken a job at University of Qatar – I hope to be named her chaperone! That would be so kuhl – I could explain the nuance of dressing for teh desert!

Knock it off.

Forgive me, but they all remind me of the various ‘commenters’ found at SFGate and the WAPO…. No matter the point, the issue is ALWAYS xyz…. And -anyone- with an opposing viewpoint (or, you noes, actual facts) is rotten, rotten, rotten.

I’m awfully glad I never have to be in their physical company.

Heh, heh, heh…..

s/ Liddle Nell!

Hey, my Pop called me BLACKIE!
And I’m unable to offer any choice without twisting my lips around, wryly….. I DIBS

I shall forward this to my brother, Bunny-Bunny, Harvard ’6X, and enquire as to what his responsibility is for this kind of stuff.

Hysteria. What the hell can you say? Other than sharing round the black rye bread….

I do. Over-classification is a problem. But then, the captured 1918 German Order of Battle is still classified Top Secret – because nobody is willing (or able) to declassify it. I’m the last person to advocate blanket declassification however – much less forcible declassification – because there are far too many people wandering around who imagine they know best about what ought or ought not be declassified.

So – I probably shouldn’t go ahead and publish the original laboratory notebooks which detail exactly how to produce Lewisite? I mean, they’ve been sitting in the archives since James Conant sent them in in 1918, but still…. You think maybe I should exercise some degree of restraint?

Jeeze louise…..

THREE HUNDRED AND FORTY EFFING ONE COMMENTS ON A TBOGG POST?????

what the bloody hell is going on here?

I’ve been immured in the world of the military for the past year.

Bottom line – they’re nuts. They’re nuts as civil servants, they’re nuts as military and they’re nuts as bureaucrats. The only time they haven’t been nuts is when they’ve been fined down to negligibility – barely there, existing only as a skeleton crew. That’s exactly as they should be. The insanity of standing armies – well, that’s been covered for the last nearly 300 years. Most recently, the insantity of standing armies AND industrial and corporate power – a means for the destruction of the country.

Don’t want to believe it? Okay by me. But I really don’t think I can do a whole lot more of this. I don’t want to work for the military any more.

Damn straight. Heaven for all three. GUD!

“Now if I can just properly pronounce the funny way Canadians say “fuck you”: “I’m soo-rry.””

You told! No poutine for YOU!

Sooooooorrrrrrry!

I need Wembley. Also, Fenway.
It’s been a rough couple of weeks. Fleeing from the ‘Heartland’ after a remarkably signifcant dental blowout, but with a 14 year old Chinese Shar-Pei who wants to tell you about EVERY SINGLE CAR COMING TOWARD YOU FROM DAVENPORT IOWA TO PHOENIX ARIZONA, YES, THAT’S 1850 MILES HAS MADE ME A LITTLE BIT
deef.

I need some snuggles. Also? Chopped liver with sweet onions and black rye.

I’ll take u and the wife, the kid and the DOGS, TBogg – just so long as u remember to GUARD OUR FOYERS. I happen to know a very pleasant compound, right near Suffield Alta, where u can watch the black helicopters deploy southward….. Universal healthcare! Free (good) beer! And all the curling u’ll ever need!

Welcome back!

You don’t actually understand what was written, do you?

“Once signed, treaties cannot be repealed. They become law and trump the US constitution. They supersede acts of congress and state governments. There are only two ways out of a UN treaty, the other nations let us out, or there is an amendment to the US constitution (something that doesn’t happen in this day and age).”

Oh my. Goodness.

Time to let the Dogs out, TBogg.

As a victim of sequestration, I’m trying to figure out whether I am eligible for unemployment insurance. I mean, I jumped ship before they canned me, but DOD had already instructed everybody to can me….

What? Another Randian phantasy? Without pants? No, I don’t think so. I have to have a tooth crowned (u noes? when it exploded the only dentist available was this very nice chap at a Community Health Center – u noes, the organisations that have been condemend as Bolsheviks and de-funded…) and it’s gonna cost me a fair amount of money. I don’t think I can deal with Randy Paul.

Thanks. Happy Mother’s Day. Can I borrow Wembley?