"His Pet Boy Sherman" Is a Concept that SO Does Not Work in 2009

I am so ready to channel Mr. Peabody:

Non Sequitur of the Day: Non-apology Apology Edition

"That cartoon."

Christmas Non Sequitur of the Day: Greedy Rodent Edition

"I Still Want a Hula Hoop."

Whatever Political Good Barack Obama Has Wrought, This Totally Undoes

If a "Charlie Brown Kwanzaa" is wrong, then I don't want to be right.

The language is ridiculously racist racial and NSFW, but gratifying, in a twisted, cathartic, cartoonishly voyeuristic fashion:




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Mitt Romney Flip-Flops So Fast, You Can't Tell Which One of His Two Faces Is Speaking

When Mitt Romney was trying to wrest the 2008 Michigan Republican primary from John McCain, the native Michigander criticized Gramps for saying that lost jobs were never returning, and made all sorts of warm, comforting noises about he wanted to bring Michigan back.

He lost. So, now . . . PSYCH!

Apparently, what he really meant was: Screw you domestic automakers and, by extension, my fellow Detroiters who I've left behind high and dry.

Former Gov. Romney is clearly a smart guy, and, the way things turned out, he probably would've helped McCain more than Moose Mom in the general election.

Intelligence without a rational core belief system beyond malignant self-interest, however, is worthless. I think that's why his Mormonism first became an issue in his political career this campaign; people were looking for an answer to explain his constant policy whipsawing and craven opportunism and became so desperate for answers that they sought God's Elohim's intervention.

The answer, as it turns out? At least for his hometown, Romney's heart is two sizes too small.

Gramps Rethinks Abandoning Michigan, Adopts New Imaging

Post-debate, Gramps adopts a new vibe:

His apparent inspiration:

However, here's the end of the night, after he didn't get to the chilled Ensure and green M&M's in the Green Room:

This week, it's Game On

Are you ready for some hockey?

A memory, pre-Bettman:



Cheers to Hockey Dino for the reminder.