Thinking of going to the beach at Sherwood Island, tomorrow? Fugeddaboudit!
Never mind the (probably) fake pederasty accusations. Harry Reid has plenty of real skeletons in his closet.
Pixie Place raises an issue that, in reality, goes to the heart of our culture's will to survive as a free society: "When did the I-don’t-have-the-patience-to-deal-with-my-own-children thinking become the norm?"
Australians continue to push the envelope on, er, scientific experimentation.
Steve at the Pub takes umbrage at the attitude of American customs personnel (and hoteliers).
Rinardman swoons over the new, Obama-era Corvette.
Many people seem to be having trouble with arithmetic these days, but whether it's 4 metres or 40, the spectacle of London mayor Boris Johnson dangling from a wire was most refreshing.
Liberty at Stake opines on chicken sandwiches and the pursuit of happiness.
36 chambers discovers one of those elusive "shovel-ready jobs".
How about a gay kiss-in in, say, Tehran? (H/T: Jill J)
The political smear as an art form. (H/T: Captain Heinrichs).
Looks like Steve Burri and his clan are about to become a single-family motorcycle gang.