Pancake City

Check out this video of LeBron James dunking. The comment occurs after the dunk.

I have a hunch that the arguments for staying in Iraq are going to be the same no matter what happens in the next six months. If violence abates: “We can’t leave now, things are going well.” If violence spikes, “We can’t leave now, the country will fall apart.”

The situation in my eyes is that staying there screws us in one way, and leaving screws us in a different way. We need to decide which crappy option is less crappy than the other.  As simplistic and crude as that is, it’s probably more intelligent than the cries of “We can’t let the terrorists win” and “The Surrendercrats want to give bin Laden a handjob” that are already being aired.

Okay, maybe I shouldn’t have put the last one in quotes. But it wouldn’t surprise me to hear it later on. The rhetoric is already being ratched up, nine months before the election.  Like Rep. Steven King’s comments that terrorists would be dancing in the street if Barack Obama won the Presidency. Applications to “So You Think You Can Dance?” will shoot up 280%. There will be a line of middle-Eastern men waiting to audition outside FOX studios.

“Name.”
“Osama bin. My friends call me ‘O’.”
“Dance training?”
“Mostly jazz. A little bit of tap. But hey, who doesn’t know a little bit of tap? Ha ha ha!”

On a final note, isn’t “Surrendercrats” a great name for a Saturday morning cartoon?”Surrendercrats, HOOOOO!” Every time they meet a bad guy, they dive under a table. “Is he gone?” “I don’t know. Check.” “No, you check.”

Stories like this make me happy to be alive. This lawsuit is almost too funny to be true.

My copy of today’s Post had a crease in it. Under the shaky auspices of serendipity and other big words I’m using to mask my childish glee, I thought I’d share this section that caught my eye.

[tee hee hee hee] Ahem. Sometimes I wonder why I bother to pretend being an adult.

The Maryland Cow Nipple, the humor newspaper at the University of Maryland, has been running a hilarious campaign to overtake the SGA. Their platform is based on a long series of ridiculous promises, like “Free parking for textbooks”, “Strengthen honor code through intense weight lifting”, and “All fire alarms to play Highway to Hell”. They even got one of the cartoonist for the campus’ daily newspaper, the Diamondback, to feature KEG party candidates in the strip.

Ricky, the KEG’s party candidate for SGA president, has been going to all of the presidential debates. An actual quote from yesterday’s debate at the Black Student Union:

MODERATOR: “How would you improve minority retention within the SGA?”
RICKY: “Candy.”
MODERATOR: “Mr. Gonzalez, if you can’t be serious, we’re gonna have to ask you to leave.”

The results are being announced today. Where can you check out this madness and mayhem? Right here.

UPDATE:
The Keg Party came in 5th out of 5 parties, but they got a respectable number of votes.

I found out a way to make text infinitesimally small. Check it out:

Cool, huh?

An English translation of the Kikkoman song.

Guess the rebus…