The Scott After Midnight posts are always good for a laugh. Or a choked-off sob. One of the two.
Vance Maverick:
January 16th, 2013 at 2:37 am
“To alcohol! The cause of, and solution to, all of life’s problems.”
de stijl:
January 16th, 2013 at 2:43 am
The Scott After Midnight posts are always good for a laugh. Or a choked-off sob. One of the two.
You seem to be implying those things are incompatible. I’m watching what appears to be a mini – Louie marathon on FX, so I know you’re full of crap. They just showed the 4 am pancake breakfast with the girls finale with the slow pan down the street.
Are you denying that I just laugh / cried?
Murc:
January 16th, 2013 at 2:53 am
I don’t think the kind of sobbing Louie causes is the same as the kind of sobbing MoDo causes.
de stijl:
January 16th, 2013 at 2:57 am
True. One’s cathartic and the other is pathetic. One of the two.
commie atheist:
January 16th, 2013 at 3:11 am
But what does Max Boot, “one of America’s leading military historians and foreign-policy analysts…a preeminent military historian (did I mention he was a really bitching military historian?) who has advised generals, policymakers and political leaders on the subject,” have to say about all of this?
de stijl:
January 16th, 2013 at 3:16 am
And now the super-competent neighbor who guides Louie through his sisters’ pregnancy “scare.” Book-marked by the club scene where he riffs on the strangeness of making a new friend when you’re a guy in your forties.
In the open, his youngest told him she didn’t love him as much as Mom for some dumb-ass reason that only makes sense to a five-year-old. It’s in and out of her head in an instant, but it cuts him to the bone & he is dead if he lets the pain show on his face when he’s helping her get ready for bed.
Fuck you, Louie C.K., you emotionally manipulative bastard.
Brutusettu:
January 16th, 2013 at 5:41 am
Dowd et al thought Rice, Obama, etc were basically talking about a crowd finding spontaneously generated heavy weapons and then using them in an attack….
cpinva:
January 16th, 2013 at 6:35 am
ms. dowd has been barking mad, since she found out (via clinton) that one can have sex, without the necessity of a full-blown, lace curtain, irish-catholic wedding. it didn’t help.
one really must not pay attention to clinically insane people, writing clinically insane things.
c u n d gulag:
January 16th, 2013 at 8:19 am
The only time she was, or is, readable, is when she’s taking apart Clueless W and Dastardly Dick, and the Catholic Church for covering up decades of dick-diddling little children by their priests and laity.
I wish the NY Times paid me 6 figures a year to put my neuroses on display for all to see.
Must be nice.
sharculese:
January 16th, 2013 at 5:50 pm
Iirc her potshots at W were more snotty and tedious than anything else. So… basically in line with everything else she’s ever done.
Murc:
January 16th, 2013 at 2:14 am
The Scott After Midnight posts are always good for a laugh. Or a choked-off sob. One of the two.
Vance Maverick:
January 16th, 2013 at 2:37 am
“To alcohol! The cause of, and solution to, all of life’s problems.”
de stijl:
January 16th, 2013 at 2:43 am
You seem to be implying those things are incompatible. I’m watching what appears to be a mini – Louie marathon on FX, so I know you’re full of crap. They just showed the 4 am pancake breakfast with the girls finale with the slow pan down the street.
Are you denying that I just laugh / cried?
Murc:
January 16th, 2013 at 2:53 am
I don’t think the kind of sobbing Louie causes is the same as the kind of sobbing MoDo causes.
de stijl:
January 16th, 2013 at 2:57 am
True. One’s cathartic and the other is pathetic. One of the two.
commie atheist:
January 16th, 2013 at 3:11 am
But what does Max Boot, “one of America’s leading military historians and foreign-policy analysts…a preeminent military historian (did I mention he was a really bitching military historian?) who has advised generals, policymakers and political leaders on the subject,” have to say about all of this?
de stijl:
January 16th, 2013 at 3:16 am
And now the super-competent neighbor who guides Louie through his sisters’ pregnancy “scare.” Book-marked by the club scene where he riffs on the strangeness of making a new friend when you’re a guy in your forties.
In the open, his youngest told him she didn’t love him as much as Mom for some dumb-ass reason that only makes sense to a five-year-old. It’s in and out of her head in an instant, but it cuts him to the bone & he is dead if he lets the pain show on his face when he’s helping her get ready for bed.
Fuck you, Louie C.K., you emotionally manipulative bastard.
Brutusettu:
January 16th, 2013 at 5:41 am
Dowd et al thought Rice, Obama, etc were basically talking about a crowd finding spontaneously generated heavy weapons and then using them in an attack….
cpinva:
January 16th, 2013 at 6:35 am
ms. dowd has been barking mad, since she found out (via clinton) that one can have sex, without the necessity of a full-blown, lace curtain, irish-catholic wedding. it didn’t help.
one really must not pay attention to clinically insane people, writing clinically insane things.
c u n d gulag:
January 16th, 2013 at 8:19 am
The only time she was, or is, readable, is when she’s taking apart Clueless W and Dastardly Dick, and the Catholic Church for covering up decades of dick-diddling little children by their priests and laity.
I wish the NY Times paid me 6 figures a year to put my neuroses on display for all to see.
Must be nice.
sharculese:
January 16th, 2013 at 5:50 pm
Iirc her potshots at W were more snotty and tedious than anything else. So… basically in line with everything else she’s ever done.