...is actually the tagline of the new Honda CR-V ad campaign. The idea is that we're supposed to give Honda a pass for being so damn clever in realizing they can stick vowels into the nonsense name of their product and imbue it with meaning. Sort of like your lives! What a bonanza.
As you may or may not know, our reactionary epicurean guest star and worthy crewmember Will has become an international man of mystery (though this may be a part-time thing) and can hardly be expected to blog from atop various Balkan (or is it Central Asian?) mountaintops.
Therefore I am pleased to inform you that an equally mysterious and far more available blogger in residence has enlisted in the Crew of Worthies. I promise I did not impress him, but he will impress you. (Sea humor. Get it? Nudge, nudge.) Stay tooned.
N.B. Yes, I am still trying to rectify this sidebar situation.
In an effort to appease Joe Knippenberg, I have ditched the filthy straw hat and graced my masthead with an even more smugly self satisfied-looking portrait, sure to soothe the angina pectoris of my most dedicated critics. Those gas-station sunglasses rotted off two days ago in the waters of St. Maarten, but on the internets, they live forever!
In other news, I've made an effort to update the collection of books you might enjoy at bottom right of this blog. Some of them are newish, some not so new. Every time you click through, I get like 50 cents, so if you're extra bored this month just keep clicking forward and backward on your browser and listen to the sound of my piggy bank filling up with nickelless change.
Blogwise, I'm ever so slightly behind, so rest assured that all those topic suggestions I called in last month also live forever in the tubes, and I'll be returning to them, and also that I'll be filling out the rest of that Whiteness Test. And now, your moment of zen. Start at 2:25:
...Republicans fall for Hillary;
...a guy paints his coffin like a can of PRB;
...Baby Mama gets championed over Knocked Up;
...and Jack Abramoff gets the blame for low turnout at Nats games.
DTO: Hill of Beans
DTO: ‘Iron’ Wrinkles [More on Iron Man from Reihan; Peter; Spencer Ackerman.]
DTO: Libertarianism and Moralism; Legalized Prostitution’s Lambo-Pinto Problem
DTO: The Quest for Responsible Neoconservatism
I like reading Ross because he's capable of being so right about something in so short a space that the whole meme can be crossed firmly off the mental checklist. This is one of those times.
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