I just squee’d and clapped my hands like a 6-year old girl who just saw a unicorn. (But quietly, so as not to disturb the co-workers.)

*starred for content and user name* “We are Grey. We stand between the darkness and the light”

Out of curiosity I read the Libertarian Party platform*; if you combine all their positions, in their world you can sell your children into slavery. Progress! </sarc>

*z-pack baby fistbump*

Would that I could give you more than one star...

Were I not at work, I’d google an appropriate image for “schadenfreudegasm”.

Tom Levenson over at Balloon Juice calls it “the home-video version of Triumph of the Will”.

*sigh* Sounds like my mother, who hated Patty Murray for being in Congress instead of taking care of her kids. At least she was consistent; she also thought Cathy McMorris-Rogers should stay home with her kids. (Oddly enough, I don’t think she had an opinion on Maria Cantwell).

I think we had six of us in my buddy’s Corolla (his was even that color). Ah, the ‘80's.

My mom had one like that, which I yoinked last December during the “divvy up her stuff” stage after the funeral.* I wear it to the office when I want to feel colorful.

I watched Earth 2! (for Clancy Brown)

See, I’m old, because I think Pop Will Eat Itself when I see The Designers Republic.

... puts on some Pop Will Eat Itself...

This is in reference to folks who want to do away with taxes, but John Scalzi coined the remarkable phrase “thin strips of objectivist jerky” to describe them:

... there’s a M’aiq the Liar joke in here somewhere, I’m just not caffeinated enough to find it...

You mean Steve Jackson lied to me in the Car Wars rules?

Come away oh human child it whispered, as I put my foot on the clutch pedal.

Hey, Utah:

Our brown Sable was good for that as well. Not that my beloved ever took advantage of that... much ;)

Sounds like my California driving story. November, 2005: We take our (new to us) 1991-1/2 Passat on a road trip from Eastern Washington to San Diego. On the LA - San Francisco leg of the return trip, my beloved has really gotten into the swing of CA driving, and the Passat really likes going at speed*, so we’re doing…