For a beautiful brother-brother relationship defined by quotes from “The Simpsons,” check out the gorgeously rendered “Don’t Cry for Me, I’m Already Dead.”

[From Will Hines.]

Because I lived in Idaho in 2004, I did not get to experience Washington’s Chris Gregoire-Dino Rossi absurdly close gubernatorial election the first time around. And perhaps because of that, the media has been covering the sequel even more as a horse race/theater of mistakes-style campaign than usual. Which means I have not been able to glean hardly anything about the positions and strengths of the candidates.

I’m especially confused about the allure of Dino Rossi. Can someone explain how he came to statewide prominence in the first place? As far as I can tell, Mr. Rossi was a largely unremarkable State Senator for seven years, a presumably successful commercial real estate agent before that, and is best known as the guy who narrowly lost the 2004 governor’s race. And since 2004, Mr. Rossi appears to have written a book, and more-or-less continued his campaign under the auspices of a political non-profit. Thing is, I’ve lived in Washington for much of that time, and you’d think during that time, if Mr. Rossi was essentially campaigning the entire time, I would have heard something that would let me know why anyone cares about this cat. But I haven’t. Am I simply not the target audience?

So can someone help me out? Shed some light on the appeal of Dino?

Last Friday saw a pretty oppressive response in a 1983 action my firm has pending against a nearby county and judicial officer. Promises a great deal of work, and possibly a crippling of our case.

This Friday, on the other hand, saw another not guilty on an Assault 4–two in a row–bringing my overall record back up to 50%. Not bad for appointed counsel, methinks. And, on top of that, I got a decidedly worked-upon, but in many respects ridiculous response from a junior AAG playing with the big boys on an administrative law question. I love when an omission on my part turns into an opportunity for opposing counsel to build internal inconsistencies into her brief. Should be fun writing the reply.

Oh, and a client came by with money.

During the course of my work, I regularly happen upon rules of law with which I disagree. The following is a partial list of rules I would change in the interests of justice and internal logic:

I’m considering sending TSA a bill for the hummus they confiscated with their absurd “no creamy substances” rule. If Continental hadn’t unexpectedly provided D and I dinner flying back from Nivi’s wedding this weekend, and I had gone hungry, I’d considering more than the $1.24 sticker price too.

Amusing piece with some good lines. But I could have done with some more evil soundbites.


‘No Values Voters’ Looking To Support Most Evil Candidate

I’m not entirely convinced this exercise is worth the effort, but in response to Steve Hyden’s self-described geeky list over at “The A.V. Club” (which was itself in response to a post over at Idolator, who in turn was inspired by BG, etc.), I’ve come up with my own list:

Like everyone else who’s gone through this exercise, I found certain years more filled with albums I love than others. On the one hand, sober assessment of Junta, for example, only renders that a good album in the predominantly mediocre year that was 1989. And, because I am no longer working at a radio station, the time lag has made the 2008 choices rather meager, giving the top spot to an album that, while great, is not even the best by that artist. Whereas Crooked Rain beat out some pretty stiff competition in Sunny Day Real Estate’s Diary, G. Love and Special Sauce’s self-titled debut, Nine Inch Nails’s The Downward Spiral, Weezer’s first-self-titled album (the blue one), Soul Coughing’s Ruby Vroom, Ween’s Chocolate and Cheese, the Soundtrack to Pulp Fiction, The Black Crowes’s Amorica, and that dog.’s that dog.. And I chose 2003’s OutKast selection over Jay-Z, The New Pornographers, Fountains of Wayne, Atmosphere, The Fiery Furnaces, Immortal Technique and Les Georges Leningrad.

Care to share your own selections?

As a white person driving an older car, I’m always torn between a desire to court respect from others on the road by operating a clean, well-maintained, and generally un-marred-by-propaganda vehicle on the one hand, and a desire to indulge in delightful puns and trite political grandstanding on the other using only a little vinyl, a little adhesive, and a filthy green Saturn. Usually, the bumper stickers win. Which explains why I bothered to create another official Yodelling Llama sticker over at its CafePress store: Honor Students Orgasm Noisily. Crude, groan-worthy, and my sort of statement. Expect to see my gas-guzzling assets see a sharp decline in value shortly.

Having been a vocal advocate for “Cakey! The Cake from Outer Space” since aught-dickity-six, I was excited to see its long-awaited return a few months ago. And now I’m sad to see its conclusion. The “Cakey!” pilot still remains one of the greatest moments in Channel 101/102 history. And although its SuperDeluxe run represented somewhat of a downgrade, it still entertained. Quite a bit. Bravo!

From a plotting perspective, “Defenders of Stan” #16 is a triumph, wrapping up everything into a pretty little package. Although somewhat disappointing from a chuckle-inducing standpoint, the episode was pretty satisfying overall. B+

A Hard Hat-heavy episode of “Mister Glasses” pleases with extended “nut and bolt” banter, Rob Lathan’s confused expressions, and pay-off after pay-off for the long-running catch-phrase gag set-up. Looking forward to the presumably forthcoming Sean episode. B+

The only newcomer to crack primetime, “The Outer Boroughs, failed to impress. Although competently produced, the program failed to elicit laughs, failed to entertain with its premise or pacing, and seems doomed to a second-month cancellation. C-

I gulped down a basket of fleas during the gore comedy of a single scene of the latest “Scissor Cop.” The rest I could have done without. I mean, since when is exaggerated 70s cop show performances and warehouse district shooting entertaining? C

Magestic Dragon” #5 is sort of a confused mess. Moreso than usual, I mean. C-

Trillions” dazzled in its second episode, with elaborate (if blatantly post-productioned) set pieces, gloriously hammy acting, and the potential for some great stories in the future. But for some reason it was cancelled. C’est la vie. B

Walking Man Walk“…what the fuck? D

Realmz of Kombat” is a silly romp, with a winning fighting video game aesthetic and a lot of masturbation jokes. B

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