Wacky Wednesday
This should be another installment of Tiptoes on Tuesday, but I'm a day late. I was going to call it "Tiptoes on Tursday" as a (lame) publik-skul-edukashun joke, but I'm about 12 minutes shy there, too.
In any event, Ace finds an email that's either slick satire or sick, lazy MSM whoring. Yah, right - it's gotta be the latter.
Funny thing happened while reading the comments, I travelled to Che-Mart, where you too can assuage your "Trust Fund Guilt".
One of Che's ads looked quite interesting, and I ended up at The People's Cube, where I lost about 45 minutes of my life reading about The Newspaper of Sedition, American History lessons, vintage filmmaking, and the heartbreak and disappointment of a son gone bad.
Enjoy, comrade!
UPDATE: In related news... "(N)obody is more of an expert when it comes to cruel restrictions on lifesaving." - James Taranto
