Ann Coulter, 45-and-counting, violated, awaiting probe

Can I write an incendiary headline or, like, what, eh?

Ann Coulter, gag me with a spoon!

Everybody’s favorite right-wing harpy Ann Coulter, 45, appears to have voted fraudulently in the last federal election. An investigation has begun, with which she has stated she will not cooperate. Is it too much to ask that she be jailed for contempt of court? Contempt for the democratic processs and the ideals of the American Republic doesn’t appear to be jailworthy any more…

From the Palm Beach Post via Gawker

An alleged voting violation by GOP pundit and bestselling author Ann Coulter will be investigated by Palm Beach County State Attorney Barry Krischer‘s office.

Arthur Anderson, Palm Beach County‘s elections supervisor, said today that he would refer the accusation that Coulter voted knowingly in the wrong precinct Feb. 7 in a town of Palm Beach election to the state attorney “within 48 hours.”

Anderson said that Coulter, since the allegations surfaced, made “efforts to distract and divert focus on the process regarding this complaint.”

the grinding devolution of the glorious communist dream

In which we observe an experiment in Communal Anarchy descending, in the course of one growing season, into mere Existential Hedonism. Ain’t that always the way? Sigh…

Heartlessly stolen from Up In Ontario. This should give you some idea of the kind of city we live in.

The Tomato Man stand, Trout Lake Farmer’s Market, early in the tomato-pimpin’ season.

The Tomato Man(ifesto)

and by the end of the season that had been replaced by:

Tomato Manifesto, slutting around version

Nobody wants to be the last tomato left at closing time.

The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.

Hug me till you drug me, honey;
Kiss me till I’m in a coma:
Hug me, honey, snuggly bunny;
Love’s as good as soma
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Fhtamily Cthurcle: Cthulhu Mythos/Family Circle mashups

I know I’ve already featured one of these brilliant mashups from Accordion Guy, but it’s Halloween and these images are unutterable shadow-paintings from beyond the veil. So there.

Cthulhu fhtagn! Fhtamily Cthircle!

Yog Sothoth ain't gonna save ya, kid.

advice show o’ the day: Calls for Cthulhu!

When you’re at the end of the line and you just don’t know where to turn, you might as well throw yourself into the insatiable tentacles of the utter horror which is the Great Old Ones. In fairness, Cthulhu is a more attractive host than Howie Mandel.

pic o’ the day: Great Cthulhu sez Kids First!

both pics heartlessly stolen from Pharyngula

From Virginia. Naturally. It would be that or Massachusetts, of course.

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