The coming Muslim-Christian coalition in the US?
America’s Economic Bipolarity
How I Beat Insomnia
We’ll miss you, Weagle…
How To: Get iced-tea stains out of your plastic pitcher
Homemade breakfast taquito recipe
How To: Create a Ruffled Onesie
Mourn the dead, honor the heroes, fight injustice, embrace freedom, celebrate life, and, on today of all days, forget to hate.
Mynagirl’s Fashion Report Emmys 2010
How I went from loving to loathing TiVo…
Dear prissy couple from my flight (and a desperate plea to airlines for offset seating)
Un-American Opposition to the Ground Zero Mosque
Disposing of a Window Unit Air Conditioner in Texas – argh!
The Sad, Slow Decline of IMDb“President Obama” = I’m Proud to Be an American
President Obama
I’m a 47-year-old, white, male, upper-middle-class Texan. And tonight I am proud to be an American. We have lived up to the fundamental precept of this country – all men are created equal. As a country, we make mistakes, we follow ill-advised paths towards unwarranted goals, we stick our heads in the sand about the large issues while simultaneously wailing and gnashing our teeth about unimportant bullshit. But we also self-correct. We blink our eyes, shake our head, stand up, look around, assess, re-evaluate, and take action. So far in our history it’s been two steps forward for each step back, meaning we keep making progress, even if we get off track for short periods.
I don’t love or hate Barack Obama, I don’t love or hate John McCain. Neither are angels or devils. Neither would have been my first