Showing posts with label The Original Mavrix. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Original Mavrix. Show all posts

Monday, November 3, 2008

HAPPY 50TH BIRFDAY, K-MAD!

Wow, FITTY years old. Even Jamie Moyer thinks that is old. That's old enough to be John McCain's first born--you know, with his first wife before he dumped her ass for a millionaire trophy wife. Why didn't you ever think of that? Nevertheless, to me you are still a mavrick! No one can kill a pitching staff like you can...









Sunday, September 14, 2008

Maureen Dowd field dresses (what?) a barracuda

The really scary part of the Palin interview was how much she seemed like W. in 2000, and not just the way she pronounced nu-cue-lar. She had the same flimsy but tenacious adeptness at saying nothing, the same generalities and platitudes, the same restrained resentment at being pressed to be specific, as though specific is the province of silly eggheads, not people who clear brush at the ranch or shoot moose on the tundra.

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Talk to the paw, hocky momz...

But an examination of her swift rise and record as mayor of Wasilla and then governor finds that her visceral style and penchant for attacking critics — she sometimes calls local opponents “haters” — contrasts with her carefully crafted public image.