It's been a long time since I actually created one of these link extravaganzas. So let's get to it.
Michele Catalano has new digs and celebrates that fact with the 100 Greatest Punk Songs. No Waitresses, but they weren't really punk, but rather pathetic.
Gerard republished his 2003 Memorial Day post, which is so good that I haven't the words to describe it.
Rosemary just lost her street cred with the uber-liberal feminist crowd. And that's a good thing.
Truer words have never been spoken.
What is the scent women find most attractive? Musk? Pheromones? Eau de Cologne? In fact, it is none of these. The smell that really gets them hot is the smell of CASH!
Al Gore versus Tim Blair: the results are predictable. Heck, my 3-year old son could take Weirdest Al in a battle of wits. At least my son realizes his limitations.
Misha posts a sad tale about Europe's Air-Boo-Hoo-Hoo problems. Mheh. Schadenfreude: it's not just for breakfast anymore.
Ann Coulter seems to enjoy throwing verbal bombs too much, in my opinion. Each over-the-top phrase must seemingly be beaten by an even more extreme string of words, which is why things like "enjoying their husbands' deaths" pop out of her mouth once in a while. While I agree that her point was completely correct, I have to say that her choice of words nauseated me. There was no good reason to put it that way, other than to jack up sales of her latest book, which is apparently working like a charm. Regardless, she's usually an entertaining interview and, for reasons that can only be explained by a pact with Satan, John Hawkins managed to score his !third! interview with Ann.
After moving into a new house 5 years ago, I "lost" my cat. Since it was a new neighborhood, I was horrified to think what might have happened. I ran around the block, first on foot and then in my car. Eventually, I gave up and went back inside. It turns out that my cat had lost herself in the wall behind the bathroon. Unbeknownst to me, a vent cover had fallen off and she'd gone exploring, leaving no trail of breadcrumbs to alleviate my worry. John Cole just had a similar experience. I'm glad that his ended well, too.
Annika continues what may well be the oddest cartoon series I have ever seen. And yes, I've read all of them up to this point.
Season's Greetings over at Cold Fury. I guess that the Kosmonauts got lumps of coal this year. Again. :-)
Graumagus, Graumagus: saying the things most of us want to say, but can't.
Harvey offers up some good advice from Robert Heinlein.
Do you think that you're old? Steve provides a simple audio test for you. Now go fail, old fart.
Jon Henke eliminates this year's deficit. Now if he can just get Congress to play along...
Kim du Toit trains his sights on how the UN plans to run your life. If none it bothers you, you are definitely in need of medication.
More Ann Coulter from Patterico, who joins me in the small group of conservatives who actually think that Coulter's comments were so far over the line that she couldn't even see the line. To paraphrase Joey Tribiani:" The line is a dot to Ann."
Moxie links to a pretty poignant tale. Check it out.
Russell Wardlow has hit on a get rich quick scheme, which is sure to be a hit at Berkeley.
Eesh. I'd like to post more, but I think that I'm done for the evening. I have final examinations to grade. So, you know, ugh.