Scott Kurtz (author of PvP) is my hero. This came from one of his recent strips.

“I admire enormous posteriors and I can not prevaricate.”

I’m down with it, word to your mother, etc.

Philadelphia police arrested a group of evangelists at a gay pride event. The group possessed all the necessary city documents required for them to have a public gathering and they followed all the relevant city ordinances. Still, they were charged with inciting a riot and possession of tool of crime… a bullhorn. Wha??

The DA has said that the group directed “fightin’ words” toward the homosexuals gathered across the street. Those “fightin’ words” came verbatim from the Holy Bible. Hmm.

The evangelical group was accosted by a “militant gay rights group” called the Pink Angels, who blew whistles to drown out the scripture reading and held up their pink wing-shaped signs in an attempt to cover up the group’s banners. When the Pinkies started getting mean, the police got involved and arrested… well… the ones who had followed the procedures to get the legal right to be there, of course.

Strangely enough, the ACLU has not come to the aid of these folks who were exercising their first amendment rights. Guess they’re too busy suing “X”-mas carolers for using religious hate speech in their songs.

You can read more in this article.

A study of women in England has confirmed what I have long believed. The Information Age has quickly become the Information Overload Age. The study found that in women over 18 one of the largest causes of stress is an over abundance of cell phone calls, text messages, emails, etc.

So, before you send that next text message or pick up the phone, ask yourself, “Is this important information or am I just contributing to my good friend’s early demise from stress related illness by sending them a message just to say ‘Wassup?'”

In a related note, during the four minutes it took me to type this informationally overloaded blog entry, I received two instant messages and two emails. *sigh*

For even more information, see the complete article, if you DARE!

I just read a piece of news that gave me the shiver of a life time. I’m pretty sure I dislocated my spine. And as a public service, I’m offering you the same tidbit.

Disclaimer: If you have a heart condition, back or neck injury, are or could be pregnant, please don’t read the following news blurb.

A new commercial is set to air in Palestine which starts with the following quote.

Hi, I’m Richard Gere, and I’m speaking for the entire world.

See… I warned you. Read the complete article… IF YOU DARE!

Ten! Ten white board quips! Ah-ah-ah-ahhhh! *Thunder claps* (Now you know exactly how old I am. The Count was only on Seasame Street in the good old days.)

You may recognize this one, if you are a fan of Steven Wright.

The early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.

Yes, I know “Along Came Polly” is more than a year old. Yes, I’m sure most of you have already seen it, or decided not to. Sorry, I don’t usually see movies in the theater. You will come to learn that all my reviews are this way. Get over it. Jeez, sue me.

When I saw the commercials for this romantic comedy, I really wanted to see it. I like Ben Stiller’s comedic style and even if she can’t act, Jennifer Aniston is hot. (Ooh… Did I say that out loud? Sorry, Tammy.) Unfortunately, all the best jokes were in the commercials. I still laughed out loud at a few of them, they’re that funny, but my hopes that there would be other laugh-out-loud moments were dashed.

The basic story is that Stiller, a seriously paranoid insurance risk analyst, meets and marries the girl of his dreams, only to find her… ahem… knocking flippers with a French scuba guide while on their honeymoon. Struggling to cope and move on, he runs into Aniston, a free spirit that he knows from his grade school days. She leads him on several misadventures that go completely against his obsessive nature.

There are several side plots that, in my opinion, distract from the main story, going down long rabbit trails in search of a laugh or two.

The final verdict is that, while the movie is enjoyable, it’s barely worth the “New Release” rental rate. It amounts to an average, predictable, romantic comedy with just enough laughs to keep you from being mad about wasting two hours, which earns “Along Came Polly” two out of five grins.

In what will become known as the forehead slap heard ’round the world, a precious few folk in mass media have “discovered” that they have the ability to influence American culture.
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DUH!!!
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In all seriousness, I openly applaud Essence magazine for taking the gloves off and fighting for decency. Essence is about the only mainstream magazine marketed to black women and they’ve started a campaign against the blatant sexual degradation of woman in hip-hop music. Hurray! I hope and pray that they find huge success and that others will follow their lead.

Read the complete article here.