Bush’s gophers

I meant to post this a while back, but McSweeney’s’ recent list is a classic and contains the following suggestion of what Bush should do in retirement, regarding the gophers on his ranch:

When gopher holes flood, do not send help. Gophers can fend for own selves. Tell them to go to doghouse for shelter. Continue to ignore even as they signal from roof of doghouse.

HammHawk’s Friday Raves

Menage a Trois red.  Seems like every time I drink this, I like it more than anything else.  Don’t be a blend snob.

FuckYouPenguin.  New URL, same phenomenal writing.

Get Fuzzy.  E likes it even more than I do (as in, she’s a freak for it), but is there any doubt this is the best strip going?

Rambla.  Best tapas I’ve had in a loooong time.

Backgammon.  E & I’ve been playing a lot lately, and it’s just a wonderful game.  Played all my life, and it never gets old.

Harvey Milk.  Now we’ve seen Milk and the documentary it’s based on.  That guy was awesome.

This doesn’t look good, Barack

Thanks to a brilliant piece of photography and arrangement, we may have a scandal greater than any tax-dodging cabinet members.  These folks can NOT be pleased.  Just look at that laugh!

Brilliance found at YepYep

Image of the day

I guess this has been around a while, but I hadn’t seen it.

h/t Mike

Marital Trouble

One of the things that sucks about being in psychology is that people don’t take our science seriously.  And yet, out of one of our own publications comes this chart with which husbands can rate their wives (and the wives can do it for themselves).  Forget that it comes from the 1930s; some things are eternal.

Well, E scored herself a -24, which is pretty sad.  In fact, Dr. Crane rates this well below “Very Poor (Failures).”

I guess I’ll need to find someone who’s hose seams aren’t crooked and who is a bit slower in coming to bed.