WTF! No JuiceBox Jesus?

You have lost your sense of humor…

Congratulations on your continued sanity in an insane environment. Although, I’m old so 9 years kinds seems like last year or last month…

Also, the Coultergeist. She hocked up a particularly vile hairball regarding the Troy Davis execution. Your blogging is essential because it takes a lot of humane bloggers to counteract that much nasty. And, yes, Ralph Nader sucks huge.

Holy Cats (and dogs)! Hard to believe I’ve been reading you for that long. Harder top believe that someone who writes so well so consistently is not being honored nationally.

You, sir, are indeed a national treasure!

However, I could not have done it without the help of

And I bet those bastards won’t even thank you for the shout-out.

9th Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Pottery and Willow
Modern Gifts: Leather

Oooooooooooooooooooooooooh! I know just what to give u!
Happy Anniversary, T!

How you can write this without specifically mentioning the Godlstein is completely beyond me. Have you no sense of history?

I’m convinced that, much like Al Davis, Ann Coulter died 3 years ago and no one’s bothered to tell the body to shove off.

your plan is the same as Mr. Cain’s

Thank you for you

Bless you and yours for keeping on, Tbogg.

Your daily dose of snark has rarely failed to satisfy. Thanks.

I blame Tom Tomorrow for sending me to your accursed site all those years ago.

heh: party on, duuuuuuuude …

Congrats — and thank you for so many years of delicious snark. Clearly, this blog and its many virtues was the main reason they invented teh intertubes.

You and Edroso keep me sane, every fucking day! Giants! So glad you, the L&TCasey, and MsTBogg and the boys (present and remembered) are all here and now, battling dumbshitism – a fungus if there ever was one – on the daily front. Love & Respect. Also. Too.

Without your site, we still wouldn’t know the secret ingredient in Kristol’s pie.

On Monday, I note, as if moved by some deep primordial instinct not known to the conscious brain, you celebrated with a 525-comment insult fest … good work! Can’t wait for the 10th

I found this wonderful patch of wonderfulness, after subjecting myself to Wonkette, DailyKOS, SadlyNo- and then here. Wonkette lost her edge, KOS is like a non-stop snivelfest (kinda like that recent Nader fun factory, only always). SN! still rocks, just at a slower pace. I like it here, and I’m not a dog fan!

Thanks for the little pleasures you bring. I gave up on Wonkette & KOS as regular stops on my virtual highway commute- I wouldn’t do without you or SN! Also, your blogroll pretty much rocks, too. Lotsa goodies, there.

Nine more years! Nine more years! NYNMORYARZ! (Cue Howard Dean scream)

Hey, congrats TB. Now can you convince Bilmon to come back? And Ralph Nader? I don’t think anyone cares about him any more…

Congratulations on nine years of prime wit (and bassets, don’t forget the bassets).

C’mon you guys, it’s like trying to remember the complete cast of characters in a Russian novel

More like a season’s worth of guest stars on Fantasy Island.

Congratulations. Or, condolences. Whatevs.

Oh yeah, and thanks for 9 years, though I’ve probably only been a regular reader for ~8 1/2…

Oh, crap. I’ve spent nine years of my life on this? I had planned to get some stuff done, but I find Tbogg and his lovely family and beautiful boyz (Satchmo was the most wonderful guy I never met) just keep getting me sidetracked.

I came for the snark, and stayed for whatever that cool thing is that comes along with it when Tbogg writes. I also thank the commenters here (except for some who drift over from time-to-time while they’re bored or waiting for some other lesser blogger to speak to them) for being the most interesting and entertaining bunch.

My garage still needs cleaning, but I no longer care.

My how time flies when your country is going down the toilet.

Oh, Tbogg, you complete me.

Wolverines!

you can not believe how fast I started skimming those first few sentences … looking for the dreaded ‘but it’s time to hang it up’

ahhhh

thank you TBogg !

mad gratitude and love to all at Casa TBogg

Been a while since you’ve slummed there, but also, too, must offer (dis)honorable mention to Crazy Pammy “Tits-on-a-Blintz” Geller.

Congrats, thanks and best wishes to the entire TBogg family!

Congratulations, you’ve won a new car!

Was Jonah Goldberg in that list somewhere?

Nothing witty or clever to add, just a heartfelt “Thanks for all the fish.” And the bassets, of course.

So that was the prize for 500+ comments. Nicely done.

Congratulations TBogg. Keep up the great work.

Pete

You know, I’ve been reading you for most of those nine years, and unfortunately, doing nothing else useful.

But you definitely had me the day you mentioned some Rubenesque women wearing Spandex who was in front of you in the grocery store, and described her hips as looking somewhat like (and I paraphrase here; I can’t remember perfectly since I’m a year older than you):

“a puppy convention was occurring in them.”

I know that’s un-PC (kinda like hating on Ralph Nader), but I was ROTFLMAO, as the kids say today.

Thanks for all you do.

Having said all that… Ralph Nader sucks.

Or as the estimable blakno1 said over at Eschaton, lo many years ago, perhaps even 9 of them, “Ralph Nader is a goat-blowing assclown.”

Some things never change, like the quality of TBogg snark.

My sentiments, EXACTLY!

Thank you TBogg, my best to Casa TBogg.

I just went back and read the “salted dicks” post. Good Times.

Bravo, sir. Bravo.

Here’s a little blast from the past by that blasted Irish-Amurican thinker, Ms. Peggy Noonan:

Why is it a real race now, with John McCain rising in the polls and Barack Obama falling? There are many answers, but here I think is an essential one: The American people have begun paying attention.

It’s hard for our political class to remember that Mr. Obama has been famous in America only since the winter of ’08. America met him barely six months ago! The political class first interviewed him, or read the interview, in 2003 or ’04, when he was a rising star. They know him. Everyone else is still absorbing.

This is what they see:

An attractive, intelligent man, interesting, but—he’s hard to categorize. Is he Gen. Obama? No, no military background. Brilliant Businessman Obama? No, he never worked in business. Famous Name Obama? No, it’s a new name, an unusual one. Longtime Southern Governor Obama? No. He’s a community organizer (what’s that?), then a lawyer (boo), then a state legislator (so what, so’s my cousin), then U.S. senator (less than four years!).

Congratulations, T.

Hugh Hewitt’s manboobs

Never again, please. Never, ever again.

You forgot the 101st Fighting Keyboarders….

Mazel tov. Nine more years! Nine more years!

Happy Leather Anniversary, Tbogg.

Surely you can find something here to commemorate this nine-year happiness.

Happy BoggBlogBirthday! In another nine years, you might even be more than somewhat popular.

You really are the best. I used to read a bunch of blogs. I am down to you, Cole, Atrios and Benen with a sprinkling of TPM.
I have gone up to total strangers who I see walking a basset and told them to look up tbogg on the internet tubes cuz he talks about them bassets.
Can’t believe its been nine years.

Jane from Central Command going to let TBogg use the FDL account?

I really think a new puppy is the correct gift for a 9-year anniversary. Imagine how much fun 3 bassets will be! If you go to Tait’s now you avoid all that snow.

That sounds like my blogroll, give or take a Bartcop and Pharyngula. I miss the Horse, the Editors, Jon Swift, and other bloggers who have fallen by the wayside.

Good on you, TBogg! You are loved and appreciated. Know that.

And yes, Nader sucks. Big time.

(Did you know that formatting gets shot all to hell if you edit? FYWP)

Yeah! And perhaps if he got a girl Bassett this time, that little issue with Wembley’s, ah, equipment might improve (cf today’s Thurs BB). In honor of the Bloggo-Novennial, T, you could name her Willow. Or Leather. And you’d never get all the way under your own comforter again.

Nine years (of which I’ve read about 5 or 6, I think) of stellar quality and consumer satisfaction. And laughs. What American corporation can honestly say the same? Not many!

Added: as noted in comments, I have been remiss in not including JuiceBox Jesus and Godlstein. C’mon you guys, it’s like trying to remember the complete cast of characters in a Russian novel

Huh? What? JuiceBox being blown by a midget nearly got you fired and you spaced that out? It’s a complicated life you’re living man.

You’ve been blessed with a target rich cast of idiots to showcase your world-class snark. I admire the perseverance. And I appreciate all of the money you’ve saved me, by hosting this free group therapy blog.

OK, so what’s the 10 year anniversary plan?

TBogg defines cool.

Lately I always seem to be late for the party (I guess I should feel good if I can even find the party), but let me add to the revelry.

If there was ever a post that deserved 500+ comments, sir, it’s this one.

To borrow a phrase, when I look up the word “snark” in the dictionary, I should see your picture. Or at least a cross-reference that says “see basset penis.”

I live an inverted life from most of the US as I work third shift, so I also am nearly always late to the party — assuming I can find it as well.

I think I’ve only been reading Tbogg for about 7 years, maybe 8, and I don’t even remember what originally brought me over here. But once I arrived, it became a part of my daily routine and one of the few places I where I _always_ read the comments.*

Thanks for all the laughs over the years, to you and your commentors. I’m hoping for many more.

* OK, I skipped over the 300+ Nader post comments (at the time I first saw the post), but c’mon, hardly any of those were a) regulars and b) worth reading.

Second that! Thanks TBogg for the group therapy, for the snark, and of course for the Basset Brigade.

BTW, TBogg is my home page. Just sayin’.

My god, has it really been that long?

Thank you for sticking it out… er, keeping this place running. Take breaks when you have to, as you do from time to time; but the world would truly be a colder, less fun and less funny place, without your keen snark. And glimpses of your wonderful family.

Also, and ESPECIALLY: Bassets!

Holy crap. Congratulations, TBogg. Here’s to many more years blogging.

I remember when I was just a young’un, and we’d all gather ’round the old Philco and listen to TBogg’s Fireside Chats on Salon’s TableTalk. Imagine how thrilled I was when I found out he had his own blog, too.

Congratulations, TBogg, and thanks for all the fish.

One more year and you’ll be your own decathlon?

Congrats.

I found my way here through Jame’s Wolcott’s blog when he paid respects to Beckham. Lost my own buddy just that week and actually made me grieve more. Kept coming back for the updates on Fenway and then the new pup in town. Started noticing the world class snark after awhile and kept coming back for more. I’ve learned a lot as well, fantastic folks comment here, smart without being too sanctimonious. Round of snaps to you and all yours Mssr. Bogg.

Nader SAVES!

Tbogg-Had to come back and give you a proper thank you-for the dogs, the snark, the boobies, the tunes, the commenters. It all makes my life a little better each day.

I came across a quote from Kingsolver’s The Poisonwood Bible that, I think, applies: “Making something right in at least one tiny corner of the vast house of wrongs…”

Thanks

Been visiting pretty much from the get-go. Never disappointed. Thanks for everything.

Pretty sophisticated humor for a nine year old. One would think you were at least in junior high school. HA!

Congratulations

Thanks for the weekly basset pr0n, thanks for the hipster music updates, thanks for teaching us the subtleties of women’s college soccer, and thanks for wallowing in the slimiest, shittiest, and most socially retarded lairs of teh Internets so we don’t have to.

And the snark! The precious snark! Due to Billmon’s self-imposed exile, here, Eschaton and (The Good) Roger Ailes are the only regular places for me to go and try to stay sane in a country that has been force fed fear, lies and despair and is told its chicken salad. Oh for the days when Digby, Sadly No! and Oliver Wills received my daily click throughs.

NINE MOAR YEARZ!

Long-time reader registering and delurking to also offer congrats and thnx for keeping me sane and entertained through the nightmare years of C+ Augustus and his familiar Lord Cheneymort. As I doubt I have much to offer I now retreat behind my curtain. Pay no attention to that man behind the curtain! The Great and Powerful…uh..yes, well…oh dear.

Aren’t you supposed to call your doctor if you’ve had a blog for nine years?

You were my first introduction to Snarkistan; I’ve traveled widely in that world, but I’ve come back to my 3 homes: here, Roy’s place, and the Rumpsters. It’s like an alternate world where all your friends are young (don’t we wish), gorgeous (hey, speak for yourself!) and most of all, extremely witty. And TBogg, you are the master, bar none, of wit. Thanks for sharing it with us.

Not to rain on your parade, but isn’t it really sad that the public memory of these people you skewer is going ot live on, if it has any chance of living on at all, only as Juicebox Jesus, or the Virgin Ben, etc. It’s sort of like the Bickerstaff Papers. This poor boob, just trying to make a sort of honest living as an astrological gossip columnist, runs afoul of Johnathan Swift, and in that epic mismatch of wit, is remembered entirely through the completely fabricated details of his life and death written about him by a Swift sockpuppet posing as an astrological gossip columnist. In the end, the poor guy was reduced to running around London shouting that, contrary to the predictions and gossip column reports, he was still alive.

Nine years? Yikes. Add another few years of TBogg exposure before that at Tabletalk in my case. 11 or 12 years of prime snark.

Ragging on reichwingers never grows old unfortunately.

I heartily endorse this product or service!

What?! No Doughy Pantload?!

Having said all that… Ralph Nader sucks.

That 500+ comments thread really got to you, huh? Going for a repeat, I gather.

And the 82nd Chairborne. Along those lines, also, too, commenters like smoothjazz and nonpartisanliberal have been especially amusing.

Forget to include my own personal sincere thanks for the past 9 years (though I think I came in somewhere in the middle) in the previous post. This blog is indeed a national treasure, IMHO. It’s where I always start my blogging day.

Funny, I always save this site for dessert.

Some of us like to start with the best part, plus I don’t think I could wait that long for bassets, snark, and Shakira’s ass.

Funny, I always save this site for dessert.

Most of the time TBogg’s Trottoria is 5-Star but occasionally it’s half-price off the dollar menu and you get withering cottage cheese Palin thigh nestled along a fatty tuna titshimmy casserole with just enough pink Himalayan salt to make you wretch on the totally fucked up cheesecake Malkin.

Corndog-a-la-Bachmann with secret Santorum sauce will cost an extra nickle and your eyesight.

Hugh Hewitt’s manboobs

Did you HAVE to bring that back on to my mindscreen again? Really?

I guess I’ll do it…
“What a long strange trip it’s been”
There, now go play snark.

A much belated Happy 9th Anniversary to you, O Sultan of Snark!

Lots of fond memories (and say, does anyone know how AWM™ is doing these days?)

Your commenting elsewhere is quite enjoyable and much appreciated as well. For those who haven’t seen these, here is TBogg in comments to Roy Edroso’s review of Doughy Pantload’s dismissive post on Elizabeth Warren (with fixed typo):

If someone mentions Goldberg’s comments to Waren she should smirk and make jerk-off motions with her fist.

That would be adequately dismissive and, at the same time, Jonah will think that she likes him, she really likes him.

It’s funny because it’s true!

Somehow I missed this anniversary post, but I must add my compliments on nine whole effing years of snark and Shakira’s ass and wonderful, lovable, beautiful dogz. I never how lovely (and troublesome!) basset hounds could be before discovering TBogg (five years ago? Six? I have no freakin’ idea, nor do I recall how I found him), nor that one could fall in love with a dog from a distance and mourn him when he passed to the Rainbow Bridge (yes, I believe in it, I must, I simply must believe in order to live without my own denizens there).

It’s the snark, of course, and the fantabulous writing, as well as the many also fantabulous commenters that keep me coming back on a near-daily basis.
Thank you TBogg, and your dogz and your L&T Casey and Mrs TBogg and anyone else who keeps your will to live and blog alive. We ‘preciate it.