Someday the Web may not be quite so text dominant. It's hard to imagine how they'd send smells though...
A leg up on the tricky science of earthquake prediction. If the earthquake is going to occur near a shoreline anyway.
Tristero has further dispatches from the War on Fucking.
And he has something to add about the shamelessness of the current administration. Remember kids, this is the Secretary of HUD talking, in public, for quotation.
From Firedoglake, your daily quota of schadenfreude.
Posts of this sort are why I've asked (twice) Michael Berube to marry me. And I'll keep asking until he says yes. I'm such a sucker for a man who makes me laugh.
Wow. Just, wow.
Dominic and Loki have never sent me any of these for Mother's Day. Sob. But one year they did give me a dead fish wrapped in newspaper. The little sweethearts!
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