This is, honest to god, a real quote from Dave Ball, the chair of the Washington County Republican Party, talking about Senator Pat Toomey:

“We did not send him there to vote his conscience. We did not send him there to do the right thing. We sent him there to represent us, and we feel very strongly that he did not represent us.”


To hear some folks on the fringe tell it, the U.S. Geological Survey, which reported the Dec. 9 earthquake, wasn’t telling everything. What really happened, they say, is that the U.S. military dropped a bunker-buster bomb on a hidden horde of 50,000 Chinese troops.”

It is wise to remember the words of the world’s wisest philosopher:

“There is no idea too daft for people to believe and even take credit for.”

“An ‘iconic ’90s hairdo’ for men–which involves a center part and face-framing bangs, and was once rocked by celebrities including David Beckham and Leonardo DiCaprio, among other ’90s-era heartthrobs–is making a comeback via the marketing team at McDonald’s Sweden. Why would McDonald’s Sweden care, you ask? Because the hairstyle bears an alleged similarity to the fast food chain’s signature Golden Arches.”

That headline is literally true.

Sorry, she is clothed, but this is kind of a must-see. Odd stuff. It looks like a scene from a lost Luis Buñuel movie. Weird framing because it’s a selfie. Dog in a head cone, staring at the camera. Brother apparently singing to himself in the background. Grammy awards framed in a display. Billie slapping her chest. There must be some story behind it, but I don’t know what it is.

Not that it matters.

As if the little buggers weren’t weird enough already.

They seem to be unrelated to the few other species that exhibit this characteristic, like flying squirrels and opossums. “One theory is that by absorbing and transforming UV light rather than reflecting it, platypuses can better hide from UV-sensitive predators.”

Danish bull semen? I wish he had called. I could have sent him some. I have a whole refrigerator full, and I’d do just about anything for ol’ Jongie, my frat brother.

(Man that guy was tough when it came to rush week. Talk about hazing! Only the toughest pledges survived getting fed to his pigs. But all in all … best exchange student ever!)