Attention, Sanfords, Spitzers, Obamas, you and me:
“What counts in making a happy marriage is not so much how compatible you are, but how you deal with incompatibility.” — Leo Tolstoy
The important thing is not to stop questioning. — Albert Einstein
The worst sin toward our fellow creatures is not to hate them, but to be indifferent to them: that’s the essence of inhumanity. — George Bernard Shaw
Bore, n.: A guy who wraps up a two-minute idea in a two-hour vocabulary. — Walter Winchell
Our Leaders clearly do not believe in the need for financial reform. Bipartisanship at last.
Enough with the confessions; he must resign. That simple. Like Bernie Madoff may never be a free man again, Sanford must be out of government immediately. Unless he honestly confesses and apologizes for being a hypocritical asshole instead of a narcissistic philanderer. (The former is my problem with him, not the latter; in view of what he married, he has a chunk of my sympathy.)
Why is this a major story? Isn’t it straight from the Duh Dept.? We need newspapers and Big Journalism for this?
The apparent lesson of Tony George: Pissing away money for no good reason (and destroying open wheel racing in this country) is okay in a good economy but bad in a weak economy. Truth: pissing away money is never a very good idea.
The truly awful thing about Windows isn’t its inherent crappiness but the time and cost in simple maintenance: anti-virus, anti-spyware, anti-everything. Of course, this helped create a small industry and employment and wealth but still. Unacceptable.
I’m still sad about Kodachrome. Film was so damn sexy. Digital is efficient but frigid 😦
Learn how to really do it fix things here.
Everyone loves Sarah — not. Only makes sense since she’s, well, dumb and crazy and all…. Speaking of which, since the media still feels a need to give her greatly undue publicity, I would think her death would be the only way to stop the Press (so to speak); I course merely paraphrase Bill O’Reilly and make no suggestions…. Oooh, and watch the wingnuts go crazy over the Vanity Fair piece. Just imagine: it was a scoop that she was stupid narcisssist, like it was so hard to figure out….
Let’s go to PARC! (Without it, this blog almost definitely would not be here.)
Eat these. If you, you know, dare.