Driving Ms. Schneider

Our ever-so-winsome Karen Schneider has not only heeded my plea, she’s foolishly decided to support my efforts to degrade myself for Katrina donations. If I make $400 in proceeds, Karen says she’ll do something equally embarrassing, though it sounds like she hasn’t quite made up her mind on what that something will be. So let’s press the issue and put Karen on the spot.

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My Prerogative

In my haste to confess my faux-bad tendencies, I forgot to give The Federlines a tip of my Von Dutch trucker cap for their new arrival. Let’s all welcome Sean Preston Federline as the newest fodder to our celeb-obsessed media! I also want to give props for BritFed‘s restraint on the name choice: my money was on Sean Diddy Zima Pall-Mall Jay-Z Toxic Kiwi Fo’shizzle Bumper-Pool Federline.

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Don’t Leave me This Way

It’s been quite a while since I’ve posted, but I have a slew of good excuses:

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Dy-no-huh? 2

More of the Travails of the 1970s….

  • Pants up to the Diapragm: House members will be stunned to realize that their belly-button piercings and tail-bone tattoos will never see the light of day. Though there was an energy shortage in the seventies, there certainly wasn’t a denim shortage. The universal waistline for pants? Almost up to the armpits, though the stoner chicks opted for dungarees, which looked pretty much what we see in high schools today.
  • Rotary Phones: Those
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ALA Orlando Redux

As per my promise, I belatedly give you my random thoughts and conclusions about the 2004 ALA Conference:

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