Bush is so totally Craig.

"Smell my watch-strap. Yeah." 

On Saturday Afternoons...

...I'd listen to John Peel's show carried on WRAS. He also had the best year-end countdown shows on Radio 1.

The Cotton-Eyed Joe Dance of Doom!

Stereogum makes it hurt so good!: a famewhore's wings melting under the stage lights on the Peacock. Awesome!

With the remix! Holla back with your shitty lip-synching, bitch!

It's like somebody watched too many opening credits to The Mary Tyler Moore Show.

Caption Time!

Dear Asexuals:

You already have an awareness group; they're called the Shakers.

How Pathetic Is It...

...that not one of the Big Four networks, let alone any cable outlet, offers an online archive of the debates, yet a foreign state broadcaster has them all in their entirety?

"Yes. That big."

And some bit in there about how his dad learned math off the TV (Oooo, I get it! 'Cause Gwen Ifil's from PBS!).

Hee. And check out ol' Krang there, being all like, "Negatory! That's not how much pipe was laid."


Excuse me while I go bleach my brain.

Feather-Dustings:

I don't know if the people behind this are the same behind the Circle Line parties, but I still like this idea. I would say I'd like to see a transatlantic sisterly version take place this Wednesday at 10:40 AM outside the Capitol (copycat architecture, innit), but I don't really want my phone tapped just yet.

"That big, huh?"

*Snerk*

"Eddie, are we... are we POOR?!?"

I'm massively bored, so let's play "Insert Caption [Here]". Additional photos stolen from Yahoo! to be posted throughout the day...