Dawwwww, he looks so cute trampling hooligans and cosmopolites...

The votes are in, and here's the li'l guy repping the Sochi 2014 Olympics (there are four others, but they suck).

This guy, however, is so adorable that I'm sure millions of fans won't even notice the tracking devices placed in each can of Coke by the FSB as they gulp it down.

And c'mon guys, it's not like we can talk...

It looks like the nearest rally is in Richmond...

...so if you want to show your support for workers and the middle class, that's the place to do it.

Hope the weather's nice...

RIP, Brigadier...

Hearing the news of Mr. Courtney's passing made me sad. And I'm assuming it will sadden two of my three regular readers...

Let the Felix slapfighting commence...

Just like the two ham-n-eggers that would square off in the intro match of those 80s Madison Square Garden WWF cards, Georgieboy and some Tea Partier are getting ready to going at it for the honor of losing to Kaine or Perriello, and the TPer scores the first punch.

Meh, might be good for a laugh, at least...

8 Bits O' Nevsky - You Bloody Bastards Edition

Videogame nerds around the world have been shocked and amazed by this videogame trailer. The fact that it is shocking and amazing might have something to do with that.

It's amazing how the music and presentation (which I won't spoil) makes what at first may seem to be derivative B-game material so poignant and heartbreaking. And as a parent of a four-year-old girl, I deserve credit for not losing my shit. Until the end.

So watch this and hate me the way I now hate my friend for showing this to me. Bastard.

Another Westminster show...and the corgi gets hosed again.

Some non-corgi won the Westminster Dog show yesterday, once again illustrating the club's rampant anti-corgi bias. I mean, 4th in the herding group? How blatant can you be?

C'mon, man! Corgis! Just look at the cute li'l dickens!

Really, why not Tom Perriello?

After all, according to a Republican poll, he's already beating Allen (copious grains of salt apply, natch).

And this is before the race has even started. Personally, I'd put my money on the guy who barely lost the race he should have lost by 20 points over the guy who barely lost the race he should have won by 20 points.

And after watching Perriello crush Hurt over and over again in his debates, the thought of him going up against Georgie boy makes me want to invest in a new popcorn popper. Bring. it. on.

No, really, fuck Valentine's Day.

I mean, seriously. Fuck it.


Annual Valentine's Day Stoning Of Happy Couple Held

Damn, these li'l geniuses are cool...

Mrs. thought it would be cool to take the li'l one to the cybernetics competition at U-Hall today because, hey, robots. It was pretty nifty watching these teams of high school students with their robots navigating the course, but it wasn't until I heard my wife say to my daughter "these are like the robots that go on Mars" that it hit me how fucking awesome these kids are. Dare I say it, it made me proud to be an American. And if it manages to inspire the nipper, all the better.

Wow, that was quick.

But when it comes to drafting Perriello for Senate, quick ain't fast enough.

Senator Perriello, is that too much to ask?

Balloon Juice just reported that Jim Webb isn't going to seek re-election, which provides our commonwealth the opportunity to correct a horrible, horrible mistake that our district made.

Because really, if Tom, in this political climate, can get within 3 points in a congressional district that by all rights he should have lost by 15, he can probably beat a teabagger statewide in an election year, or better yet, George Allen, who would divide the Repubs more than they'd probably care to admit.

Hey, it's time to get excited about politics again!

Another reason to buy WahooQ sauce besides the fact that it's so damned delicious.

I love Charlottesville, just love it. One of the many things I love is that you unwittingly get to know and rub shoulders with so many local successes (for example, the Mrs. is good friends with the owners of the Horse & Hound Gastropub).

A couple of weeks back at my local poker game I noticed the hosts had a bottle of WahooQ sauce on their counter; I had just purchased a bottle myself as a gift and noted that it was really tasty. Turns out one of our players makes the stuff.

So don't just buy WahooQ because it would make a plate of steamed assholes taste good. Buy it because the owner's a real nice guy too.

You can get it at the Organic Butcher or Relay Foods.

The best part of the Super Bowl is the commercials...

3. There might have been more clever/more interesting/funnier ones than this one, but in terms of expectations at the beginning to payoff at the end, this scored the highest for me.

Besides, I can't resist a puerile cheap joke.



2. Sometimes things hit the popular consciousness and you think to yourself, what the hell is WRONG with people. Not in this case, though, this one's just adorable.



1. Not quite as funny as the winner two years back, but I'll admit, I just laughed and laughed at this one (maybe because the actor also reminded me of a friend of mine).

Those that doubt Deadwood is awesome suck cock by choice...

I noticed that the deal of the day on Amazon is the complete Deadwood set, so if you were thinking of buying it anyway, why not click on the link to the right and give a friendly ol' local blogger a cut?

But really, this post is just a cheap excuse to embed video of the greatest fight ever in the history of television.

Hey, it's a more reliable source than Drudge...

The Onion comes through again. I laughed pretty hard, once I picked myself up off the ground from the weeping jag that came from the underlying truth of the piece.

Oh good, let's start the War on Caribou...

I don't blame Palin for closing her speaking engagements off to the media when she insists on saying stupid shit like this.

She admits that she "threw a little politics" into her recent TLC reality show by dragging the crew to the Alaska National Wildlife Refuge on the pretense of hunting caribou. Her real purpose? Showing viewers that ANWR is a "barren, desolate, less-than-pristine place"--perfect, in other words, for lots of new oil drilling. "If a caribou needs to be sacrificed for the sake of energy independence," she adds, "I say, 'Mr. Caribou, maybe you need to take one for the team.'"

This quote didn't get much play in the mainstream media, so in the interest of getting both sides of the story, I gave Mr. Caribou a call and reprint his comment on this statement in its entirety:

She said WHAT? Oh, how nice for her! Why not just have a somewhat coherent energy policy? Or better yet, stick an oil rig in HER backyard, see how she likes it. Tell her to kiss my antlers, oh, and her sham of a show illustrated her lack of understanding of basic hunter protocols (link attached) Whatever, I'm going to go frolic in the arctic steppes while you all waste away your lives as office drones! Later!

*sigh* Wish I was a caribou.