I completely forgot I had links duty today, despite setting a reminder on my phone calendar. Lucky to has 'em at all, you is. Lucky to has 'em. POP SINGER ASKS FANS TO NOT POOP ON FLOOR DURING CONCERTS: WTF? SPECIAL PLEADING FOR PEOPLE WITH VAGINAS: Another...
Brett is off supervising a pack of semi-feral children at the beach, so I'm filling in for links today. In honor of my first link, here's this lovely tune. BURNING DOWN THE HOUSE: Much like he did when he hit Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac, businessman-turned-acting...
HOUSEKEEPING: Swiss will be returning to both links and scheduling duty on Monday, July 6. I'm incredibly relieved, particularly about the scheduling part which I suck at, and therefore hate. Here's some on-topic, on-point music for you. Right. Now. BELOVED STATE...
I’m busy af this week, mostly in a good way, but not to busy to bring you your linkings.
Fall has arrived here in the 804, and your linkster is enjoying the gorgeous weather and domestic bliss. So you get a slapdash, haphazard collection of links. But lucky to has ’em at all, you is. Lucky to has ’em.
Wha…??? It’s Thursday again? I guess it’s my turn to enact your labor and bring you some links.
Lucky to has ’em, you is. Lucky to has ’em.
The usual collection of links and snark that you have come to expect.
A return to normacly.
Assholery all-around, down with the special sauce, a rare moment of testicular (or ovarian) fortitude, skulduggery, why we can’t have nice things, transport insecurity, a new cohort speaks, and, of course, space links.
JAPAN EXPERIENCING RICE SHORTAGE: Even though this lede refers to rice riots, there are no actual riots; the Japanese being an orderly people and all. OHIO DISCOVERS NON-CITIZENS ON VOTER ROLES: Republican Secretary of State Frank LaRose said that[...] 138 were found...
Regular readers know to buckle in when I run the burning shithouses as my Featured Image.
Links are things that take us to places on the internet, which exists up there [gestures] in the cloud.
I’m coming out, I want my peeps to know, I can’t wait for snow. Summer swelter links, snark, and horror. Credit where due. A sheep joke. Space links.
You know what to do.
What started as a slow news day has filled-in nicely, plus I’ve been saving a couple of special links just for you. Let’s dive in, shall we?
In lieu of links you get an open post. Have at it.
It’s a slow news day, so you get scraps, trimmings, and fluff.
I’ve been standing in front of a mirror, rehearsing the line “I don’t see what’s wrong with putting Vice President Harris at the top of the ticket.” I can almost do it without smirking at the end.
Pride festival coverage. Backdoor attack. Heinlein’s ghost. Photonic bondage. Rage trigger. China’s Lunar ambitions. Stuff.
Eulogy, booze review, space news, nutpunches, bear news, and moar.
My boyfriend is back and I’m in a happy mood. Today you get a booze review, an obligatory space link, and everything else you people have come to expect.
It’s been a big couple of days for space news. You want space links and commentary? We got ’em.
We survived the long-awaited Big Website Upgrade. All our regular writers have adapted, and even most commenters. And we got through a holiday weekend with special content in place of some linkage.
The residents of the Lodge had developed black market channels for obtaining booze and pot, two of their three mainstays. Their efforts to obtain regular pussy, though more diligent, were far less successful.