March in Central Virginia is like a fine ginger wench, beautiful and fickle. High temperature 89 yesterday, and now it's snowing here. Don Brett is deep in the heart of Texas doing manly things, so I'm back for this week as your Thursday afternoon linkster. Let's dive...
It's not you, it's me. But also my boyfriend, and the 2.5 hour drive time between our homes. And loathsome swamp creature Gov Abigail Spanberger. I have been looking to move closer to the boyfriend for a while, but with the newly-ascendant Virginia Democrats trying to...
I'm currently at my boyfriend's family's farm. This was supposed to be a vacation for me, but WordPress shat all over that. Farm personnel are gearing up for a big cattle event. The cows are receiving hormones, and the bull is getting frequent pep talks. I feel like...
It’s Thursday. Afternoon. There must be links. Therefore, links have been enacted.
Seasonal decorating tips. Snark. Skywatching tips. Too local news. Hat crime. Labor dispute, Italian style.
One heart-warming story, a nice set of incentives used poorly, and society continues to collapse arround us.
Rage trigger. Ohio man. Fat Bear Week winner. Journo outraged by personal responsibility. Wildlife goes bad. Let’s go, Brandon – Michigan edition.
Sunday Morning Nut-Punch: If I have to do AM links, you people get to suffer with me. Police beat Florida Man for taking video of them beating a man in handcuffs, at least one of the parties was drinking Gatorade. They did this really neat ADHD study, but I kind of...
Haphazard links.
Glibs finest editor, Tonio, enacts labor to bring you: Nutpunches. Scottish Heavy Athletics, revisited. Dangerous chicks with big, stabby things. Weekend preview.
Beltway Brat Tonio goes full badge bunny to explore the labyrinth of satrapies and mandarinates that is law enforcement in Washington, DC.
Shiny, somewhat happy links, artisanally curated. Athletics. Beefcake. Rocket Dicks in Space!
Tranquil, mostly happy links. No nut-punches. A new hole-puncher. Fusion energy beckons like a whore. First private orbital spaceflight. A good prank, ruined. Yoga babe.
Fun, happy links. Nothing about that place, or those people, or the thing. New Glibs feature announcement. Gratuitous hot men pics. Mars Rover Confidential. Epic prank. A plea for content.
Your weekly visit with old man Tonio. Rage, snark, nerdism, cheesecake, music.
Beefcake, snark, tinfoil, and the finest curated links. We know what you like.
Tonio brings you Thursday PM links featuring his usual bile, spleen, and snark. Plus, cheesecake.
Cowboys, rocket ships, phallocentrism, robots, taunting feminists, mocking aspirations for universal healthcare, anti-wokeness, snark. Exactly what you’d expect from a site named Glibertarians.
Culturally appropriative musical link for your enjoyment. Orbiting death-ray satellites. What could possibly go wrong? Everything, of course. Particularly if there is an unholy alliance of enviro-nuts and defense contractor grifters. ...
Pretty much exactly what you’d expect when you need summertime replacement links and Tonio steps up.
Tonio does links.
When in the course of human events it becomes necessary for one person to publish something.
Tonio braves the minefield of Young Adult Fiction to bring us the Buttle kids, the wokest, most SJW tweens ever, who uncover the terrible truth behind their grumpy old neighbor, Mr. Weston. Illustrations by The Hyperbole.
Beloved Glibs author Tonio takes on pompous doctor Anthony Fauci, with a jolly campfire song great for roasting weenies and burning masks.
I don't see an AM links post being edited by anyone so I'm going to go out on a limb here and put one up for you people. Sorry, no actual links. You can supply them yourselves as you always do, and the thirty-minute guideline is suspended. Be safe out there, people....