Bob Owens (also known as Gun Counter Gomer, Treason in Defense of Slavery Yankee, and Cousin Bob… but only to his wife) takes to the pages of Pajamas Media to explain his very original theory (formulated in his Law & Order Sleuthin’ & Hard Thinkin’ Room… you know, the one with the Sears & Roebuck catalog nailed to the slats) as to what motivated Maurice Clemmons, a man with a history of violence, multiple felonies, and mental illness, to kill four policemen.

Four police officers are gunned down in a Tacoma coffeehouse and one of the first comments that I read is from someone who invokes the John Lott defense: Had it been easier for common citizens to get a carry permit, the odds would be greater that someone in the place would have dropped the shooter. [...]

Surveying the wreckage  left behind when Tiger Woods (who is the Barack Obama of golf) crashed his wife into a White House dinner or something, Howard Kurtz takes pains to point out that he knows a little something about this putt-putt game that does not include windmills and bank shots: Ha Ha, those jokes are [...]

You can file this next to Brady Quinn: My Rookie of the Year Season

We went up to my mom’s house for Thanksgiving today and the boys got to come along because it was a beautiful day (in the high seventies) and they could romp in the backyard and ‘rassle’ and poop and pee anywhere they wanted to (Grandmas let you do that). After hours of running and mindless [...]

This is such a simple and great post by John Cole and, if there is something to be thankful for today, it is a moment like the one he describes. It reminds me of one of my all time favorites: Back later with TNBB.

Andrew Malcolm, the Wilford Brimley of Wingnuttia, sets the ball on the tee and waits for others who swing from the right to take a whack at it:

The horrible squawking noise, the mindless thrashing about…

Omigawd – I have been sooo excited about this weeks jukebox humping because I have a new most awesomest graphic EVER to use EVERY WEEK until The Rapture. Or I find something even better which may be mathematically impossible. So here it is, and thank you HuffPo for this screenshot….:

“Yo yo yo” all of you teabagging “homies”. “Check it out” — the astroturfing FreedomWorks “posse” is “down” with you tri-corner hat wearin’ “beeyotches” and presents MC NuttSuck who has “game by the pound”. “You know what I’m sayin’?” Unfortunately he failed to rhyme “ladies” with “Mercedes” so Dick Armey doesn’t know “what the fuck” this guy is “rapping” about, so, “represent” fail. “Yo”.