This 48 hour ultimatum-while-the-markets-are-closed TACO shit is getting really old, especially since the servile media just goes right along with it EVERY. FUCKING. TIME. 🙄
OK, beat my lunch. Porchetta, proscuitto, provolone, broccoli rabe, with a basil pesto spread, and I've got Stan Getz and Oscar Peterson on the endless playlist.
I'm so happy to see the Horse editorial! I spotted it last night on BlueSky and shared it, but it will be seen by many more people now! I hope the horse appreciates that, and finally gets cake.
Happy Hugs, Queen Rebekah! My favorite newspaper flick is 'All The President's Men'..
I'd like to come see you in SF, but I need a Wonk-a-duck to host me on a couch or something ...SF Wonks, I will cook for a couch surf! Thank you for your consideration!
Ta, Rebecca. Please accept a virtual hug, and I also share virtual hugs with all the hardworking writers here. My favorite newspaper flick is probably Spotlight, about the Boston Globe blowing the lid off Cardinal Law and his minions, along with a complicit police department, covering up all the kiddy diddling by Boston priests. I incorporated some leftover charoset into our luscious fruit bowls this morning, which we had with flowery green tea. Darling Meccalopolis made our elitist avocado toast (unleavened bread) and has coffee brewing. Good day, beloved Wonketteers. We love and appreciate you all and we bless us all with love, health, peace, and grace.
Please, please stay safe. Wear a mask or two, wash your hands, sanitize when you cannot wash and let the sanitizer dry completely, stop touching your face, take Vitamin D, get a booster shot six months after your last and catch up on any other needed vaccines (the kids, too, need all their shots), avoid indoor and crowded outdoor gatherings and when you must meet, remove masks only to eat, drink, and take quick photos, and stay the fuck away from us and anyone with whom you do not share a roof. Do this because you love yourself, and because we love you, too. Do this in memory of dear departed friends like 27 Club member Treg and heroic Tony, Holly's pilot friend, among nearly eight million dead worldwide. Do this to honor the nurses and other frontline medical personnel (we love you, medicos of Wonkette), especially ICU Hera Mrs Land Shark RN. Stay safe.
The most memorable line for me from The Paper has always been when Michael Keaton's pregnant wife (What's her name from My Cousin Vinny?) says "Bladder control. The kind of thing you never think you'll miss until it's gone." Or something along those lines.
This 48 hour ultimatum-while-the-markets-are-closed TACO shit is getting really old, especially since the servile media just goes right along with it EVERY. FUCKING. TIME. 🙄
https://www.axios.com/2026/04/04/trump-iran-hell-threat-deadline
"Democracy dies in Bezos' pocket." Pass it on.
Kitty has a very impressive collection of Wodehouse.
OK, beat my lunch. Porchetta, proscuitto, provolone, broccoli rabe, with a basil pesto spread, and I've got Stan Getz and Oscar Peterson on the endless playlist.
Why would you beat your lunch it sounds really good.
I love The Paper. Every so often, I go searching for it, hoping someone's got it for free. They never do.
Incredible cast.
"Any cake that is not the fire cake that tries to kill the boy."
A horse is a horse, of course, of course.
I'm so happy to see the Horse editorial! I spotted it last night on BlueSky and shared it, but it will be seen by many more people now! I hope the horse appreciates that, and finally gets cake.
I want to give that horse an entire abundantly frosted cake to enjoy,
Horses are beautiful, helpful creatures who DESERVE cake.
He's a very astute horse. From all his observations, it's obvious he wants those cakes we like.
Happy Hugs, Queen Rebekah! My favorite newspaper flick is 'All The President's Men'..
I'd like to come see you in SF, but I need a Wonk-a-duck to host me on a couch or something ...SF Wonks, I will cook for a couch surf! Thank you for your consideration!
Bread and roses to that hoers!
Ta, Rebecca. Please accept a virtual hug, and I also share virtual hugs with all the hardworking writers here. My favorite newspaper flick is probably Spotlight, about the Boston Globe blowing the lid off Cardinal Law and his minions, along with a complicit police department, covering up all the kiddy diddling by Boston priests. I incorporated some leftover charoset into our luscious fruit bowls this morning, which we had with flowery green tea. Darling Meccalopolis made our elitist avocado toast (unleavened bread) and has coffee brewing. Good day, beloved Wonketteers. We love and appreciate you all and we bless us all with love, health, peace, and grace.
Please, please stay safe. Wear a mask or two, wash your hands, sanitize when you cannot wash and let the sanitizer dry completely, stop touching your face, take Vitamin D, get a booster shot six months after your last and catch up on any other needed vaccines (the kids, too, need all their shots), avoid indoor and crowded outdoor gatherings and when you must meet, remove masks only to eat, drink, and take quick photos, and stay the fuck away from us and anyone with whom you do not share a roof. Do this because you love yourself, and because we love you, too. Do this in memory of dear departed friends like 27 Club member Treg and heroic Tony, Holly's pilot friend, among nearly eight million dead worldwide. Do this to honor the nurses and other frontline medical personnel (we love you, medicos of Wonkette), especially ICU Hera Mrs Land Shark RN. Stay safe.
Slava Ukraini. 🌻🇺🇦💙💛
A trio of tunes for the weekend:
"Bunny Hop Mambo" - Duke Ellington
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AekmF8ZXg14
"I Want Candy" - The Strangeloves
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w4LQYNZdY9U
"Chocolate" - The Smothers Brothers
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t2V2MYQM8W0
It’s Saturday:
https://xcancel.com/tsdmemes/status/2040451206108078216?s=46&t=QTHD9GMfDGpAyfUoOmtJMw
Taste the goodness of the biscuit with the honey sauce
I am making a cake today, and if that horse were here I would give him some.
The most memorable line for me from The Paper has always been when Michael Keaton's pregnant wife (What's her name from My Cousin Vinny?) says "Bladder control. The kind of thing you never think you'll miss until it's gone." Or something along those lines.
Yesterday the President wished us a “very happy and blessed Good Friday.” I don’t think any commentary about that is needed.
Such a mitzvah; what a mensch!
Me: Good Friday?
Jesus: No. It was a pretty bad Friday.
Hugs, Rebecca! Thank you for being the Editrix.