Song in my head: Won’t you slink home, Dick Cheney, won’t you slink home I’ve groaned the whole week long I’ll do the huntin’, honey, I’ll shoot the guests I even wrote this song
Lunch Menu: Sloppy Dons (Open Thread)
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This won’t be the worst thing to come out of Trump’s disastrous meeting
with Putin in Alaska yesterday, but it confirms that the administration is
staffe...
Sure Why Not
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Nothing weird at all.
A top cybersecurity official for the Israeli government was arrested in
Nevada during an undercover operation targeting child sex pr...
PUTIN HELPS TRUMP FIGHT THE REAL ENEMY (US)
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If you live in the reality-based world, you know that yesterday's summit in
Alaska was a miserable failure for President Trump. But according to the
lead s...
Open Thread
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Hosted by a purple sofa. Have a seat and chat.
[*Note:* Liss is currently on hiatus for health reasons. There will be an
Op...
apologies for my absence
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skippy, his co-bloggers and his followers are among my favorite people in
the world. real life has been challenging for me these last few years but i
got m...
Where the Hell Have I Been?
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I know, I know, I fucking know that I haven't posted here. But I'm busy,
goddamnit. I'm in Scotland at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival with a (mostly)
non-...
More often than not
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This should be the last post here on my own hand-coded pages, and I'll be
delighted to wave good-bye to Echo comments. So, it's off to Blogger, with
a slig...
Milestones of the plague year
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I would be remiss if I allowed another month to go by without mentioning
one of life's milestones here in Stately Dog Manor, specifically, the
college grad...
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