- Nebraska senator Ben Nelson finds religion. Precious.
- Screw NBC, and screw Jay Leno. He’s in full-on damage control mode and trying desperately to sound like a reasonable guy just caught in circumstances. Not swallowing it, buddy. You’re a thug and a jackass.
- We got a lot of Dale and Thomas Popcorn from a dear friend of mine for Christmas, and mmmmm. This stuff is seriously delicious. No connection other than being a satisfied fan and future customer.
- They’re wanting to name a sewage treatment plant in the Knoxville area after Lane Kiffin, which seems a tad excessive to me. Let it go, Vols. If he didn’t want you, then you didn’t want him anyway. (Easier said than done, I know; ask me how I took the departure of Dennis Franchione.) Good luck to Derek Dooley.
- I’m hunkering down and staying with my pescetarian diet for the remainder of January, but I’m really ready to add grilled chicken back into the equation. Grilled (or otherwise healthily prepared) poultry is going back in my diet next month, and I’m going to have two red meat “cheats” a month. Of these things I am reasonably sure, and suspect such conditions might be sustainable indefinitely for me.
- I have had some killer sushi, though.
- Many thanks to a friend for a Tuesday afternoon reality check. Folks, have your blood pressure checked regularly (or do it yourself), and if it’s 140/90 or higher, see a doctor. Please. (And I know you feel fine. That’s how hypertension kills people. Want to explain to God why you left your family behind because you couldn’t be bothered to take a pill?)
Want to go ice-skating on the river Styx with me?
This is a monumental upset, and even the craftiest liberal spin doctors are having a hard time making this a state issue. This is huge, and nationwide, and President Obama couldn’t have done conservatism a bigger favor than going to campaign for Coakley. Even The Nation notes the pie on Obama’s face.
Our esteemed president’s behavior and rhetoric over the next week—up to and including the State of the Union address—shall tell us quite a lot about what to expect in 2010 and 2012. The best thing he could do politically (for himself) is find a significant amount of humility, ask forgiveness, and ask again for the cooperation of the American people in that spirit. (How did Clinton get reelected? There’s a big part of the answer. Victor Davis Hanson today is instructive, as well as hilarious on the front end.)
However, as I’ve blogged before, I have doubts such things are in him. Moreover, we already have indications he’s going to come out swinging. The One is angry with you, ladies and gentlemen, for daring to defy his obvious Greatness. Now you’re going to get it even harder.
Obama’s complete day-to-day political tone deafness is something no one could have reasonably predicted, and as I’ve said, it’s doing a lot of the job of an organized opposition all by itself. He’s on the ropes now like he hasn’t yet been, and “the pivot” is strongly indicated. Without it, he may politically perish.
So I hope he’s good and angry, with lots of rhetorical finger-wagging and what-not, as he lectures us on our shortcomings one week from tonight.
Will it be Republican Scott Brown, or Democrat Martha Coakley? The race is a statistical dead heat, and if there is any numerically significant initiative, it’s Brown’s.
Stop and consider that for a moment. We’re talking about Massachusetts, folks. It is amazing that this seat is even in play. For Brown to be in a plausible position to win it is incredible.
Obama tried to save it with a campaign visit. The irony there is that it’s Obama’s fault the race is even close in the first place. By coming all guns blazing on all fronts, Obama and his allies in Congress have guaranteed the failure of a substantial part of their radical leftist agenda. A modicum of restraint and a little accompanying patience might have passed it all.
Instead, people are paying attention, and instead of a mediocre candidate like Coakley getting a five- or six-point win on momentum in one of the bluest states in the union, she may well lose.
Wow.
The worst thing about being sick last weekend was that I missed Aaron’s very first Upward basketball game. I enjoyed yesterday’s very much. Wow, I think he’ll have no trouble mustering the necessary intensity for the game.
Nathan’s definitely come to play this year. I think he finished yesterday’s game with five baskets, and the ref actually got on him once for overly aggressive defense. (Not that such is a positive, but I’d rather him have that problem than the opposite problem.)
Ladies and gentlemen, I may have been hasty in my excoriation of Tiger Woods.
It seems he may have a “sex addiction.”
Now, I really had no idea Tiger might be ill. I was thinking this whole time that he was an unthinkably rich egomaniac with the desire and ability to place his penis into an endless stream of young attractive women, so he did so.
Naturally I feel just terrible for having a laugh at his expense.
Sorry, Tiger. Get well, big guy.




