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do it.

go read: why liberals should love the second amendment

Mr Angry Mouse gets it more right then I have seen anyone express it to date.

This would be a mistake. McChrystal knows what he is doing. Let him do it. If we want a chance to bring peace and stability to Afghanistan we need to let him work his counterinsurgency magic.

I went to go watch Bay to Breakers this year. Seems like a mix between a road race, a parade and a rave.

I can’t do justice to describing this event nor will I try. I will merely point out that I have never before seen 20 lined up porta potties with a go-go dancer on top of each one rocking out to tunes from a float with a DJ and crowd of hundreds dancing along side.

My photos

Google’s photos

What wikipedia has to say on the issue

“North Korea [...] declared that the truce that ended the Korean War was no longer valid.”

and

“The location of mansions where Pyongyang’s leaders enjoy their Hennessy cognac is well-known to the American military, and North Koreans know the precision of U.S. cruise missiles,” Lankov said. “The North will steer clear of any action which might lead to a real confrontation.”

from: The Washington Post

“Maybe we can get a Cylon to do our sexual harassment training.”

Benedict said “you can’t resolve it [AIDS] with the distribution of condoms.” He said that “on the contrary it increases the problem.”

from: Pope leaves for Africa; first stop Cameroon

The pontiff said condoms were not the answer to the continent’s fight against HIV and Aids and could make the problem worse.

from: Pope claims condoms could make African Aids crisis worse

I am at a loss for words…

Sometimes life feels like the instumental opening to Fugazi’s song Blueprint.

Last night I dreamed. I dreamed about tornados.
Oklahoma was incidental.
I want to say that I dreamed about heaving glaciers and boiling volcanoes too.

But I didn’t.

I dreamed of old friends.

I’m not playing with you.

Keeping it alive as a synonym for shiftless, punk teens.

I was assaulted by an errant orange on the way home through a rainy San Francisco just now. Hurled by a youth, of indeterminant ethnicity, wearing a hoodie. The offending fruit no doubt “borrowed” from the bins outside the market down the block. What else should I expect of the Mission. 

Of course who am I to complain, as I was protected by the windscreen of my motorcycle.

“Bunch of savages in this town.”

Labor Day weekend fun: