- People desperate for work are looking farther afield from their Depression-stricken hometowns, and will sleep at or near their place of employment even if it means staying in a tiny moldy shack most of the week. [Wall Street Journal]
- If Warren Buffett had a liver transplant, he would tell his shareholders about it instead of creeping around all stealthy-like, as Steve Jobs did. [Bloomberg]
- A Chinese official basically called Google a bunch of pornographers, and then Google service in China was disrupted. Coincidence???? [ChannelWeb]
- The body of the pilot and a steward are among the more than 50 recovered from the Air France wreckage off the Brazilian cost. Still no black box, though. [Washington Post]
- Now Republicans hate Ben Bernanke, so Democrats have to like him. [Reuters]
- Tom Davis, the Jurassic Park dweller mentioned several times in Governor Sanford’s tearful press conference yesterday, said he was as shocked as everybody else to learn about Sanford’s affair. [ABC News]
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The unmarried men living in the basement are always the last to know.
Nobody likes that weird-looking bald freak with a mustache Bernanke. All his supposed knowledge about the Great Depression really helped everyone out. A bonobo could do his job, and for a lot less money. Like none.
i have been thinking long and hard about this, and the only explanation I can come up with for the whole ‘tom davis of the world’ thing is that Mark hates the tom davis-es(?) of the world
Didn’t Sanford live in a moldy shack (in his congressional office) when he was a congressman? Or was that some other guy?
In a statement today, Tom Davis asked, what’s wrong with the curve of my hips?
Reading the WSJ article, I’ve slept in my office before. did it a few times last year. I’ve got a fridge and a microwave available, so if I’ve stored food and bring extra clothes, it makes a great way to save gas, instead of the expensive commute.
Of course, necessity wasn’t because I was saving gas. I already drive an efficient vehicle. I just didn’t want to go home. Wife was mad. She may still be; I’m not sure.
[re=347851]Chickensmack[/re]: Well, get thee to Argentina, stat!
“For $12 an hour, about half what he made before, he dons furry rags, a coonskin cap and an eye patch and jumps out of the woods when the Trading Post’s steam train chugs by, snarling and growling at passengers.”
*That’s* the going rate for furries? Hmmmm…
In a sudden surprise move, the Chinese government introduced their own version of Google, called Jujil. Has many of the same features as Google such as maps finder and videos, but not so hot on the searching part. If you’re looking for say, “hot MILF action” it finds about six recipes for warm milkshakes.
Source code on sale for $2 a DVD at a market in Shanghai.
Only 3 of the 7 headline thumbnail pictures on Wonkette are of Mark Sanford. Please rectify immediately.
As to Sanford’s “raw emotion” and “sin”- how about just “what a load of crap”.
Maybe this exposure will convince Tom Davis to run for the Senate, and we can get him back together with Al Franken again.
What are they doing with Steve Job’s old liver? Ebay?
There were no moldy shacks back in the depression. It was a freaking dust bowl. It didn’t rain until the Japs bombed pearl harbor. We had train cars, and hoboes, and trench foot, and William Powell and we liked it. I read about this in Amity Shlaes.
[re=347861]Professor Proffy McProfalton, Prof.[/re]: Wait just one damn minute, Professor–if it wasn’t raining, how did we get trench foot?
(please don’t say standing in our own urine…please don’t say standing in our own urine…)
“What I saw yesterday … is a man who realized he sinned,”
At what point did the sinning become crystal clear, when he was up to his knees in exotic snatch or when he got busted at the airport?
If you are a republican, when you royally eff up you can always claim a moral victory. The life of a religious wingnut republican man is nothing but a string of resounding moral triumphs over the unclean body and swarms of shiftless brown people.
he dons furry rags, a coonskin cap and an eye patch and jumps out of the woods when the Trading Post’s steam train chugs by, snarling and growling at passengers.
He’s imitating Dick Cheney?
[re=347854]ManchuCandidate[/re]: Actually, if you went to a proxy server, Google worked perfectly last night. I got into my favorite porn site, too, no problem. As for Jujil, surely you’ve heard of Baidu?
The Danwei blogsite did have some interesting comments on Green Dam the other day. I esp. liked the drawings in which the Green Dam mascot girl was introduced to tentacle hentai.
Zhu Bajie
Funny, if the airplane just sent SMS text messages to twitter, all the black box data would be on the net. Aren’t black boxes sort of 1960s tech? So why isn’t black box data up loaded real time?
“Now Republicans hate Ben Bernanke”, trying to steal some of that Ron Paul magic.
“he dons furry rags” I bet he will be at his professions trade convention, Anthrocon 2009 Pittsburgh Pa July 4 weekend. I think this years theme is “Pushing Furry to the limits”.
Yes dammit WSJ I am sleeping in a dive apartment in the sleazy near Falls Church when I could be back at my house in Vegas, the foreclosure capital. How did you know?
[re=347870]Paul Tardy[/re]: AF_447 @AirFranceCtrlCntr OMFG losing alt + cabin prsr, WTF is up w/ rudder ctrl?
“The couple started their careers on Wall Street, where Jenny Sanford was a vice president in mergers and acquisitions at the investment bank Lazard Freres, The Associated Press reports.”
M&A at Lazard is a strange place to find a Christian wack job, even though vice-president is on step above number obsessed Excel jockey.
[re=347862]Formerly Preferred[/re]: Whether the urine was ours or someone else’s has never been conclusively demonstrated. You can’t dust for urine.
That WSJ article reminded me of a summer job I had at a furniture factory. There were dozens of people who worked at the factory who lived in West Virginia and worked M-F at our factory in NC. All of these people slept in their cars and trucks in the parking lot. In the summertime it was hot and humid and it had to be pretty miserable out there at night. I heard stories about drunk ass fist fights and sheriff deputies and stuff. Friday afternoons at quitting time, these people would literally run out of the building and jump into their cars and fly out of the parking lot like they were escaping from prison. They made the drive to West VA, stayed home for less than 48 hours, and came back again. All this for a job that paid less than $7 an hour in 1989. The factory closed up about five years ago.
[re=347904]Gorillionaire[/re]: $7/hr bought a lotta that WV ‘white-lightnin’ back then….
Hey, you kids! Don’t tease the Google!
If sexytime is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
[re=347904]Gorillionaire[/re]: This is called “work/life balance.”
I live in a tiny, moldy shack near the tiny, moldy shack factory. Man, business is good!
[re=347859]pattycake[/re]: *In voice of Brak*
Awesome!
Tom lived in a basement for 6 months. How much further let down can a douchebag get?
South Carolina should elect Steve Jobs as governor — so when he disappears for a week, they’ll know he’s only cheating on one of his internal organs, not his wife.
[re=347904]Gorillionaire[/re]: Please tell more inspiring stories of hope & redemption.
I would say that Warren Buffett and Tom Davis should eat the leftover liver of Steve Jobs IN ARGENTINA with fava beans and a fine white chianti, while Robert Duval tangos on the rooftop of a moldy shack with Chinese Googling porn addicts. (BTW have you seen the new Asian triple penetration clip on Megarotic? @tm, A hot one that be!)
“Social conservatives, the once-powerful force that focused the Republican agenda on moral virtue and family values, have suffered a diminished brand on the national political landscape as a steady stream of their icons have fallen prey to the vices they once preached against.”
Wow, the Washington Times got it right. Well written sentence, too.
[re=347863]totoro[/re]: God loves a repentant sinner more than, say, a virtuous atheist.
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