Unqualified Offerings

Mrs. O of the finally repaired laptop continues to liveblog the RNC. I am going to bed.

I unload both barrels at AOTP:

Derange We Can Believe In – I react to the Republican Convention like an HP Lovecraft protagonist, minus the boxes of dynamite (sorry);
Palin Place – I disagree with some of my favorite people about the salience of the Cirque de Sarah.

Also, Shill! You think I blew my titling [...]

By Thoreau
If some people don’t talk about “victory” in Iraq, perhaps it’s because there isn’t a damn thing worth winning in Iraq, nor is there a damn thing that we deserve to win in Iraq.  The only thing worth doing is to stop trying to impose our will on people who don’t threaten us.

By Thoreau
I have received intelligence indicating an imminent threat against this country. A group of religious radicals is gathering in Minneapolis. They are plotting to set off bombs in regions near the Straits of Hormuz, kidnap and torture Americans, and impose their fundamentalist values on unwilling people. All Americans are advised to [...]

Me to Mrs. Offering during Mitt’s speech: "This is not historic. Can we put it on mute?"

Mitt Romney just promised "homes [or schools?] free of promiscuity." I know you’re on a roll, Mitt, but you gotta think this shit through before you say this stuff.

Michael Steele extolls "someone who will lead with the common sense and wisdom of his neighbors and friends." Who are all filthy rich, so huzzah!

So did Carly Fiorina get fired by HP for being a shitty speaker?

By Thoreau
Looking through the Onion’s archives, I am pleased to bring you an article written by a certain babydaddy from Alaska.

VERY TIRED TONIGHT! Brain not work. Note that:

Mrs Offering has a dog health update. I thought my last post on the subject rather cheery, but it generated so many sad, sympathetic comments that I figured I need to learn how to better convey "My dog is dying, but otherwise great!" What I didn’t get across [...]