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holy cow.

Wed, 24 Sep 2008 12:32:39 -0400

holy cow.

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Tue, 12 Aug 2008 17:20:35 -0400

George Brownridge pleases 15 women in one day

Thu, 31 Jul 2008 16:40:00 -0400

George Brownridge pleases 15 women in one day

The Daily Grind

Thu, 31 Jul 2008 15:11:52 -0400

It is 2:11 pm on a Thursday. I am at work, sitting in front of my computer, drinking champagne.

It’s offical. I just bought tickets to my Bob Dylan...

Mon, 14 Jul 2008 12:05:10 -0400

It’s offical. I just bought tickets to my Bob Dylan Birthday show. Playing in KC on my birthday. What a guy.

Loyal to the end.

Tue, 08 Jul 2008 11:46:00 -0400

Loyal to the end.

"I think it might happen. I’ve got my fingers crossed. It’s a question of timing. When is..."

Mon, 07 Jul 2008 10:14:33 -0400

“I think it might happen. I’ve got my fingers crossed. It’s a question of timing. When is it too early? When is it too late? I hope it happens because we all miss each other.”

- Jason Bateman, talking about recent rumors that the dysfunctional Bluth family may be getting back together for a big-screen version of the beloved sitcom “Arrested Development.”

This is bandit from “Cat of the Day” on my google...

Thu, 03 Jul 2008 09:57:46 -0400

This is bandit from “Cat of the Day” on my google homepage. I love her legs and the crazed look in her eye.

Polygamists Offer Prairie Fashions for Sale

Tue, 01 Jul 2008 17:45:39 -0400

Polygamists Offer Prairie Fashions for Sale

Dear Hillary: How to Reject Clinton for VP

Tue, 01 Jul 2008 12:15:25 -0400

Sure, the vice-presidential standoff between Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton isn’t the usual Dear Prudence bad-relationship fare, which runs more toward the wife who refuses to consummate the marriage or the boyfriend who gets a kick out of wearing diapers. But in figuring out the tricky task of how he preserves Clinton’s dignity and wins the loyalty of her supporters while letting her know she will never, ever be on his ticket, Obama needs help. So, here’s some unsolicited Prudie advice on ways to tell Clinton it’s over.

It’s not you. It’s not me. It’s him.
This is the strategy the Obama campaign has already floated. In a story in the Wall Street Journal, just after he captured enough delegates to become the party’s nominee, Obama aides put out word that in order for Hillary to be considered for the vice presidency, both she and Bill would have to make public the details of their financial life, including the contributors to Bill’s presidential library. The brilliance of this prerequisite is that it allows Obama to act as if he’s seriously considering Hillary, but the dream ticket turns out to be just a hypnagogic hallucination when Bill refuses to release the information. Even if the Clintons consider calling Obama’s bluff and agreeing to a document dump, there is a built-in fail-safe. Surely Bill has taken in so much questionable money that seeing every dollar of it will not only end all Hillary vice-presidency speculation, but result in calls for restrictions on the financial lives of former presidents.

It’s not you. It’s not me. It’s them.
Explaining why Obama can’t choose Hillary, Peggy Noonan wrote, “Her presence on the ticket would force the party to have two breakthrough moments when a rule of political life, and life in general, is: one breakthrough at a time.” Britain’s Guardian quoted Jimmy Carter saying an Obama-Clinton ticket would be a disaster and added: “[Carter’s] comments are likely to be seized on by those Democrats who privately argue that the combination of a black man and a woman on a ticket will represent more change than the US electorate can swallow in one go.” The problem is, Obama can’t articulate any of this. Hillary is not going to bring an EEOC suit if she is passed over for vice president, but think of how she could stir up her edgy supporters if she is able to hint that the real reason is Obama’s sexism. That the American public is not ready for a twofer is a case only Obama surrogates can make.

Actually, it is you.
In his memoir Dreams From My Father, Obama writes that when he was about 12, he stopped volunteering his mother’s race, he writes, “when I began to suspect that by doing so I was ingratiating myself to whites.” Obama is consumed with the idea of his own authenticity, and part of his appeal is the sense that when he speaks he doesn’t first weigh every word on the diamond scale of political calculation. So, the most authentic, and least ambiguous, thing to do is to simply tell her that she’s not going to be on his ticket. Of course he can do it artfully, perhaps by acknowledging to her that neither one of them is a vice-presidential type and that he wouldn’t have expected to have been on her ticket had she won the delegate battle. But instead of keeping her hanging, he tells her straight and he tells her soon.

I’m just not that into you.
The best-seller He’s Just Not That Into You notes that “if a (sane) guy really likes you, there ain’t nothing that’s going to get in his way.” I don’t recommend this approach, but Obama could do what men have always done when it turns out they’re really not that interested: nothing. Hillary can have her friends tell him she’d love for him to call; she can try to let him know how great they’d be together. She can wait for the phone to ring (“You gave him my home and cell numbers, right, Lanny?”); and when it doesn’t, she can rage that he’s immature, or intimidated by strong women, or not ready for a relationship. But then one day she’ll find out what everyone, all of a sudden, already knows: He can commit because he’s actually chosen someone else.

—Prudie

http://www.slate.com/id/2193361/

beerthursday: Beer Thursday 10: Black & Tan

Tue, 01 Jul 2008 10:32:27 -0400

beerthursday:

Beer Thursday 10: Black & Tan

happy two, baby.

Wed, 25 Jun 2008 00:32:04 -0400

happy two, baby.

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Wed, 25 Jun 2008 00:30:12 -0400

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Wed, 25 Jun 2008 00:29:16 -0400

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Wed, 25 Jun 2008 00:28:16 -0400

I am in love with this. My anniversary gift from my dear...

Tue, 24 Jun 2008 13:57:44 -0400

I am in love with this.

My anniversary gift from my dear husband. Tracks mileage, time and calories. Uploads workouts to the web, offers voice encouragement and lets you upload a “power song” available with a single touch of a button.

two years

Fri, 20 Jun 2008 17:02:00 -0400

In exactly 44 minutes, I am fleeing from this desk, down the stairs to colonnade and into my husband’s ford explorer where he will drive me into the unknown for the next 48 hours.

praise, god.

the new cat in my life

Thu, 19 Jun 2008 14:40:23 -0400

Tom & I went over to his parents’ house on Sunday for Father’s day. As we walked in, springing forth from the slightly ajar back door … was a cat! It ran past us and I automatically assume there is some sort of cosmic mistake because there can’t, can not, be a cat in the Hipp household.

But there is. A part Siamese, American short-hair, blue-eyed, cross-eyed cat. And she’s great.

She showed up at their door Friday and has not left Scott Hipp’s side since. I took her aside on Sunday and whispered to her to “try and stay. They’ll treat you good here.”

How I know she’s won them over:

Scott: Wouldn’t get up to bring his father his Father’s day gift because it “might upset” the cat on his stomach

Kay: Wrapped up some barbeque sauces in a Halloween bag with a black cat on it to give Rod, saying ”Happy Father’s day, from The Cat.”

Rod: While quitely singing and talking to himself in the kitchen, says “That cat’s alright.”

Everybody cross your fingers! Only one Hipp family member left to convince.

sold at the republican convention. seriously.

Thu, 19 Jun 2008 14:22:30 -0400

sold at the republican convention. seriously.

She's big-busted, petite, very friendly, and she runs on batteries

Wed, 18 Jun 2008 11:34:29 -0400

She's big-busted, petite, very friendly, and she runs on batteries