Did everybody enjoy the "jobless recovery" of the past two years? Because, uhh .... The American stock markets plunged more than 2% today as everybody freaks out about the dismal housing numbers, the continuing craziness in oil-producing Middle East/North African nations, another round of the European debt crisis and (of course) the nuclear horror show unfolding in Japan, the world's second-biggest economy. Second or third, we can't remember if China officially took over that spot before the earthquake.
to me the really bad thing about all this bad news is we're getting only limited coverage of silvio and his 'carefree dinners':
<i>According to the reports, the document states that the parties started with &quot;masks, stripteases and erotic dances&quot; and ended with Mr Berlusconi engaging in &quot;intimate relations&quot; with one or more women.</i>
if there were less fire, flood and nuclear / financial meltdown news we&#039;d be getting more of the GOOD stuff.
Run breathlessly up to a total stranger and demand to know what the date is. When they answer, you shout, &ldquo;No! the year! What year is it?&rdquo; Then look off into the distance and whisper &ldquo;Good, then there&rsquo;s still time&hellip;&rdquo;, then run off with a look of intense purpose.
Well, I for one welcome our now 2% poorer overlords.
I&#039;m going long on lead.
LOL...me too!
You&#039;re saving your fetus?
Stock market crashing? Nuclear waste devastating the planet? An epic catastrophe? Pft! Here on Wonkette we just call it Wednesday.
to me the really bad thing about all this bad news is we&#039;re getting only limited coverage of silvio and his &#039;carefree dinners&#039;:
<i>According to the reports, the document states that the parties started with &quot;masks, stripteases and erotic dances&quot; and ended with Mr Berlusconi engaging in &quot;intimate relations&quot; with one or more women.</i>
if there were less fire, flood and nuclear / financial meltdown news we&#039;d be getting more of the GOOD stuff.
Fun new game:
Run breathlessly up to a total stranger and demand to know what the date is. When they answer, you shout, &ldquo;No! the year! What year is it?&rdquo; Then look off into the distance and whisper &ldquo;Good, then there&rsquo;s still time&hellip;&rdquo;, then run off with a look of intense purpose.