1. I totally wrote about this, like, a whopping five days ago. Indeed, those wacky Virginians sure love those wacky license plates. License plates serving as both car identification and as a shout-out to your favorite Phish song? You don't say? I kind of want to get a vanity plate so I can be just like them.
Other ways to be like a legitimate Virginian:
a. Hate gay people. Money quote:
The General Assembly further recognizes that both the United States Supreme Court in Lawrence v. Texas, 539 U. S. ___, 123 S. Ct. 2472, (2003), and the Massachusetts Supreme Court in Goodrich v. Department of Health, SJC 08860, March 4, 2003-November 18, 2003, failed to consider the beneficial health effects of heterosexual marriage, as contrasted to the life-shortening and health compromising consequences of homosexual behavior, and this to the detriment of all citizens regardless of their sexual orientation or inclination.
b. Hate black people. I think Virginia has that one taken care of. I mean, they keep electing a guy who had a Confederate flag and a hangman's noose in his office. I don't care how many apologetic resolutions he's passed regarding lynching, anyone who defends the Confederate flag is a racist in my book.
God, I hate Virginia and most Virginians. It's kind of unfair that Northern Virginians are more likely to read this than their Southwestern counterparts. I know it's not your fault, Northern Virginians.
Vanity plates and Phish are both lame though.
2. Speaking of lynching, I was ecstatic that Wonkette took aim at Richard Cohen's agonizing editorial regarding the "Digital Lynch Mob" of angry liberals. They did it better than I ever could. Which I guess is why they're actually paid to blog.
By the way, my hatred of Richard Cohen has nothing to do with any liberal bias. Hell, my favorite Post columnist is Charles Krauthammer. He's as conservative as they come. The problem with Richard Cohen is that he serves no purpose. He isn't funny. He doesn't represent a political viewpoint. He isn't a particularly great writer. He just sounds like a curmudgeon. He somehow became the poor man's Dana Milbank.
3. How fucked up was that Blogspot crash? Sorry if you couldn't get to this or the many other Blogspot blogs that are superior to this one.
4. New e-mail address! I changed the link on the homepage, but in case you have me in your address book or something, here's the new contact info: firstname.lastname@example.org.
Original, eh? I have no idea why anyone would choose to Yahoo Mail. It's terrible.