Blore's Razor

Give it up Santorum: your entertaining antics will be missed like a middle finger.

“Jocelyn, you have such unique syntax and an idiosyncratic vocabulary. Are you sure you’re not Canadian?”

Forget Romney. The only “Mormon Breakthrough” we need is the arrival of “The Book of Mormon” to San Francisco theater.

 

MS Word just auto-capitalized “Farmville”. Not sure how I feel about that.

Polyglots and linguists say that when learning a foreign language, humor is the last thing that people pick up. By extension, I’d argue that humor occupies the highest rung in the ladder of human communication, and is among the most important markers of intelligence and creativity. That said, can anyone tell me a quality right-wing comedian or satirist?

I begin to rethink my morning wardrobe selection when a security guard follows me around the grocery store. (This was an actual thing on a runway. Words defy me.)

National Geographic digitally reconstructed a portait of young Abraham Lincoln, and I gotta tell ya: it’s kind of sexy. There. I said it.

If a girl walks by wearing a t-shirt that says “BITCH” in glitter, and you point, smile, nod politely, and say, “Yep”, can she get offended?

I guess since there are no sexy, new diseases that are going public this fall, you better watch out for the “banana monoculture” instead.

Somewhere on the east coast there is an angry weatherman having marital problems with a woman named “Irene”.