I received an e-mail from Barnes & Noble saying that they have “Thousands of CDs as low as $6.99.” There is asterisk after “$6.99,” but I don’t care, because it probably means that Snoop Dog CDs are not included among those CDs on sale.

That’s where I’ll be, instead of sitting here staring at a blank screen.

I like to think that you may have noticed that I have not been long on content over the past handful of days. No need to be polite. Surely you must have noticed that I have been experiencing a bit of a dry spell. Anyone who has plunged into the blogosphere, replete with its self-imposed deadlines, understands the abdominal gnawing one feels when the well is dry and it seems as if it will always be so.

In my case, I blame the lack of the morning ground pound, which is when any even arguably original ideas I have usually are born. Unfortunately for me and my muse (and youse), I had a bit of a non-serious, but annoying problem that finally sent me off to see Doctor Doctor. Now, armed with a container of meds and a lecture from Doctor Doctor (“And when had you planned on coming in to see me about this?”), I should be back on the streets and back to blogthinking in a few days.

In the meantime, rest assured that I have been watching the impending meltdown of the Democrat Party. There is nothing quite as sweet as watching Democrats do to each other the kinds of things they always claim, with “righteous” indignation, that Republicans do to them.

I do hope to see youse guys at the Jersey Blogmeet. I do believe that this will be the first time that Denny, the Grouchy Old Cripple, and I the Elderly Brothers have brought the Soft Food Tour to a venue north of the Mason-Dixon line.

“Pinch”

Check out that mug. If there was ever a snotty, little prick who begged for a pie in the moosh, it’s this guy.

I wonder how many times this suspender-wearing punk got the shit kicked out of him in school.

That is all.

This may have already gone viral by now, but in case you haven’t seen and heard it, it is a clip of the Cactus Cuties singing the National Anthem at a Texas Tech-vs-University of Texas basketball game. Apparently, these talented girls are all between eight and thirteen years old.

Get on your feet.

I was going to write about Barack _____ Obama’s prior association with William Ayers and Bernadine Dohrn, two unrepentant former members of the Weather Underground, a terrorist organization active in the sixties, and his serving on the board of directors of the Woods Fund, posts also held by Ayers and Dohrn, but I couldn’t do it as well as Doug Ross has.

I am old enough to remember the Weather Underground and the bombings, for which they took credit, and of which Ayers said in a 2001 New York Times profile, “I don’t regret setting bombs; I feel we didn’t do enough.”

Maybe, if elected, Mr. Obama will appoint Ayers to his cabinet. Secretary of Homeland Security Ayers – sounds about right.

Dear Diary,

OMFG! It must be 4 in the morning.

I drank all the Cristal, smoked all the herb and snorted about two thousand bucks worth of premium blow. I think I’ve been up for four days straight. I’ve been playing Grateful Dead bootleg concert tapes non-stop for about 72 hours. Freakin’ awesome. Gotta be an all-time record. That Jerry Gonzalez can sure play his ass off. Memo to self: Invite Jerry over for dinner and whatever!

Funny, I’m not hungry. I was after I finished the weed, but then I started on the blow. Primo shit, man. I think my nose may be bleeding. I’m pretty sure Sven was here a day or two ago, because I haven’t had panties on for at least a day, and I’m feeling a little sticky down there LOL!. It’s OK, though, because I have one fine ass. Everybody says so.

Where’s that little bastard Lance? I called him three hours ago to tell him to score some coke and get it here pronto, or I’d fire his sorry ass. When you’re the SPEAKER in the goddamned House, pronto friggin’ means PRONTO! Little shit.

Oh shit, I’m getting ANOTHER text message from that asshole Harry Reid. He’s been doing this for the last four hours. Annoying as hell.

I just answered him:

OK, if U must know, I’m wearing a Code Pink tee shirt and nothing else, so STOP ASKING.

I know you want me NOW, but 2 bad 4 U. I’m busy working on SPEAKER Stuff.

You’ll have to think of something else to do with your Monster Mormon Member.

The guy just will not let up. I can’t say that I blame him, though. Everyone wants me.

Damn, Jerry Gonzalez has been playing “Ripple” for the last forty minutes. Freakin’ AWESOME.

OMFG…….I called Hilly yesterday. Maybe it was the day before; I can’t remember. You know, just to shoot the shit. Oh, I remember now. I wanted to tell her about Sven and the lard, which was AWESOME. I think she was in Texas or some shit. She was so pissed she couldn’t even talk straight. One minute she was shouting and the next minute she was crying. WTF??

I asked her if she wanted me to FedEx her some blow. She told me that I’ve been no goddamned help to her, that at the moment she needs delegates, not blow, and that I should shove the blow up my ass, then she hung up on me!

No sense shoving blow up my ass. I snorted it instead.

I hear that Barack likes him some good blow.

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I don’t know how I missed this.

In January a delegation of nine state legislators from Sonora, Mexico came to Tucson to register their complaints about the passage of Arizona’s new law that sanctions employers who knowingly hire undocumented workers ILLEGAL aliens. As a result, many illegal aliens are returning to Sonora, which the Mexican legislators say is having a “devastating effect” on their state.

“How can they pass a law like this?” asked Mexican Rep. Leticia Amparano Gamez, who represents Nogales.

“There is not one person living in Sonora who does not have a friend or relative working in Arizona,” she said in Spanish.

“Mexico is not prepared for this, for the tremendous problems” it will face as more and more Mexicans working in Arizona and sending money to their families return to hometowns in Sonora without jobs, she said.

Let me guess, Señora Amparano Gamez. Is this influx of uneducated, unskilled people into your state taxing its resources, oh, like schools, hospitals and maybe even its prisons? You would like to send them back to where they came from? Your problem is that they are back to where they came from.

The people of Arizona have been dealing with this. Now it’s your turn.

Thanks to Brian, the Air Force Vet.