The Prisoner all makes sense, now!

Six of one, six of one, half-a-dozen of the other....

Go HERE for the Baby Bubble.

And remember:

"Moderate" means "no principles""

The current foofooraw over O'bama's birth credentials has brought a sense of "reasonableness" to the popular conservative movement. Sweet reasonableness. The likes of Roger Hedgecock now admit that there is evidence supporting what the scurrilously named "birthers" have been saying all along. The problem is a question of "What is to be done if the President is not qualified by reason of national origin?" The Founders provided no remedy if an unqualified person was somehow elected, "except maybe impeachment proceedings".

Fine, then. Impeach away. Have Boehner, his own feckless self, do something meaningful and right. Deal with the fact that the Left will call you names. "Birther. Racist. Poopyhead" It is their most effective stratagem, being Constitutionally bankrupt. So we must do what is right, because it is right. IF he is not legitimately our President, then out he must go, name-calling be damned, because it is right.

Mobile follies!

"Are we there, yet?"

Your Humble is here at MobiCon, one of the few SF cons that he will deign to attend. It is a relaxacon, and is necessary for me to decompress during this our "Christmas season" of busy-ness.  Ethan Philips, "Neelix" of "Star Trek: Voyager" (a character I confess would have made me happy had he been spaced early on. Then we would not have been subjected to the`narcissistic horror that was "Tuvix".) is the Guest this year.

Seeing old friends, old fiends, and I have a duel tonight over an argument about grape jelly vs. mixed fruit jelly. This is what happens when the Dread Dormomoo is not around to moderate. Plastic picnic knives are involved. Also, Star Trek fight music.

Having a ball, otherwise. Biz is good.

If I survive this, I will report, and perhaps have a link to the video. Then, next week, on the Animazement, our largest con! Durham, NC shall be descended upon by otaku, ravenous for Pocky, Ramune, cell phone charms, and t-shirts. Woot.

How creepy is this?

 



 "I want to carry your ashes close to my...larynx?"

 Is this so you can channel Aunt Rose, especially the endearing way she would cough smoke on the baby?