Drudge Retort: Red Meat for Yellow Dogs
Thursday, August 20, 2009

GREENCASTLE -- Two heavyweights on the national political scene -- Howard Dean, who recently completed a four-year term as chairman of the Democratic National Committee, and Karl Rove, the former chief political adviser to President George W. Bush -- are coming to DePauw University on Sept. 11. In a Timothy and Sharon Ubben Lecture, the two men will engage in a debate on "America in 2009: Challenges and Opportunities."

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Bring the popcorn and a lawnchair, this could get interesting!


I wouldn't have gotten the first kernel of popcorn swallowed before Rove would be down for the count.

Howard Dean is brilliant and extremely well-spoken. And Rove is, well, the Karl Rove we''ve all come to know and ....

I would love to see this debate. Dean will have verbally slapped Rove silly before they even get to the second topic.

I wonder what the Las Vegas odds are?

I wonder what the Las Vegas odds are?

They are the ratio of the probability of an event's occurring to the probability of its not occurring as it pertains to a large gambling mecca in the state of Nevada.

Not a gamblin' man, Goat?

Not a gamblin' man, Goat?

NOt unless I'm 100% sure I will win. So that leaves out Vegas style gambling.

It should be entertaining.

Dean can debate well, but it's easy to get him excited, and even easier to get under his thin skin.

If Rove can get him rattled early Dean will be off balance the rest of the evening.

BTW, I checked a couple odds-making sites, and this has not appeared yet. But anybody can start a betting thread.

I may have to watch this one.

Both guys are highly intelligent and are both well-read.

I didn't see it, but I heard, about a year ago, that Gingrich and Cuomo had an excellent debate.

Gingrich is a tough debater. He absolutely lit-up Dick Durbin on Meet the Press earlier this summer.

BTW, I checked a couple odds-making sites, and this has not appeared yet. But anybody can start a betting thread.
#6 | Posted by vernon


"Yeah, that's what I thought," the fat little man schlumped in the doorway of the Pinky Minky Sex Shoppe, Shitzu Massage Parlor & Noodlerama perched curbside on the nearly deserted, muddy walkway that veered off the wrong side of the Sun Yat-sen Freeway toward the Jilong River muttered to himself as he checked his broken wristwatch -- in which he could barely see and be reminded, as if reminding was really needed, that, yes, his makeup had run...again -- nodded, burped up a noxious bubble comprised -- so it would appear -- of equal parts raw squid, snot-slick noodle, peanut butter, and Pace Picante Sauce (specially imported from the land he'd left behind), sighed, scratched his days'-old growth of black-gone-to-gray beard and slurred, "Yup, it's that time again" as preparation for the effort required to hoist himself up into a close-to-standing position from which he might survey the wrack and ruin of his life as his paws searched his pockets -- finding, in one, some fossilized bubblegum and, in another, the remains of a jujube-crackerjack repast -- asked himself the question that -- he suddenly realized, with a bob of his noggin that just kept on a-bobbin' -- he asked himself more and more these days as the sun of his life set into the....oh, hell, what difference did it make anyway: "Anybody can start a betting thread, right? So how was I supposed to know that was a problem in Jersey? I mean, what are the odds?" And with that, his knees still aching from where the metal baseball bat collided with bone so long ago, he remembered something special and wonderful and warming to his his dark little heart and, as a neuron or two seemed to wake up, groggy, and bestir themselves within his noggin, he reached into the breast pocket of his Pinky Lee sportcoat and withdrew his last remaining treasure: his calcultaor, with which he proceeded, leaning like the tower at Pisa in the doorway, exactly what the odds might be.

#8

How do you do it, Doc?

Why do you do it?

LMAO

Such imagery, Doc!

My eyes are wet from chuckling.

The "exactly" closed it!

"Why do you do it?"

Vermin made me do it.

Truth be told, I've other things I'm supposed to do but I'm a procrastinator. I just hope I don't get caught in one of the "Welcome to Vermin's World" chapters.

"Welcome to Vermin's World"

Images of Vernon as a furry red monster who can sing harmony well.

Vernon has his calculator, and crayon tooooo...!

I've got Sesame Street coming out of my pores lately.

But I just discovered Yo Gabba Gabba.

Hag,

Grover and 'the Martians' may very well be my favorite fictional constructs of all time!

But I just discovered Yo Gabba Gabba.


Hagbard - Does this have to do with you recently becoming a father? (I may be wrong, of course, but seem to recall something like that floating around a thread or two.) I can still pretty much do a frame-by-frame analysis of "Pete's Dragon," "Robin Hood" (Disney annimated), "Winnie the Pooh," "Charlotte's Web," and an endless "Sesame Street" riff.

Vermin made me do it.

#11 | Posted by Doc_Sarvis at 2009-08-20 08:42 AM | Reply | Flag:

Dance monkey, dance.

All I have to do is make a post on anything, and the Drunk_Dwarf bloviates 200 words of gibberish -- on command.

This answers the question of the Infinite Monkey Theorem: Put a Drunk_Dwarf in front of a typewriter and what do you get?

Dance monkey! Dance!

"Does this have to do with you recently becoming a father?"

Yes.

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