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One of the first blog-based books, the anthology Special Plans examines Feith's role in misleading America into war. Buy from Amazon and William, James & Co.
Funny. I don't feel invincible.
(Yes, that's an old-school video game joke. Choke on that, MMORPGs.)
Posted by: Jude | June 11, 2010 at 05:21
Twinkle little star, my foot. This feels fuzzy, not twinkly.
Posted by: liprap | June 11, 2010 at 12:43
Also: They flew me to the moon, but I don't feel like playing 'mongst the stars. I need a nap.
Posted by: liprap | June 11, 2010 at 12:44
cat naps happen.
Posted by: pansypoo | June 11, 2010 at 13:27
Della: "Iko Iko ... I'm trying to turn Oscar into a bowl of tuna but it just won't work!"
Posted by: Maitri | June 11, 2010 at 13:46
"I'd like to thank the A-Cat-A-Me..."
Posted by: Elspeth Ravenwind | June 11, 2010 at 16:41