Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Heh. Heh heh.

I got my dead tree copy of National Review in the mail today.

I'm starting to grow weary of Mark Steyn continually slamming childless women of my age. It's not all some feminist plot; I was just plain old too ugly to get knocked up. Even fifty years ago, people would have understood that as a sad quirk of fate, not some misguided selfish choice.

Anyway, onto lighter fare, this item from "The Week" cracked me up:
After saying he would meet with enemies of our country, however irrational, Barack Obama headed straight to the Daily Kos convention.

That had to be Goldberg.

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