Archive for September 7th, 2010
A salute to Chicago's First Lady, Maggie Daley
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We want to ask you all to pray for Chicago’s First Lady, Maggie Daley tonight.
She is a remarkable and wonderful woman who is beloved here in Chicago. All of us at HillBuzz have worked for the City on one project or another through the years, usually through the Cultural Center, so we’ve all crossed paths with Maggie many times. ”Maggie” is what she insists you call her. Not “Mrs. Daley”. Just Maggie.
In Chicago, the Daleys are de facto royalty in the way the Kennedys always longed to be, but never achieved. Daley Sr. was Mayor for 21 years…and then in 1989 his son picked up the crown and has ruled this town ever since (surpassing his father’s time in office this year). With all that power, so entrenched in their positions, the Daleys could have put on airs like the Kennedys…and Maggie herself could have gotten away with behaving like our current First Spouse, Michelle Antoinette.
But, she didn’t.
Maggie has never been demanding, only pleasant. She’s never caused this city any embarrassment, and has only made us so very proud. At public events, she’s cheering for Chicago louder than anyone and looking all around her to make sure that EVERYONE is having a great time. She is in all her glory when she’s out playing with children, planting a garden, giving a tour to visitors, and working hard for the city.
She is the Webster’s definition of what a First Lady should be.
We’re asking you to pray for her tonight, and in the days ahead, because we believe the reason Mayor Daley is not seeking another term is because Maggie is sicker than the press has let on. The cancer she’s been battling for several years returned with a vengeance a few months ago, and we’ve consistently heard from those in the know that it’s spread to her bones with a bad prognosis.
Honestly, and we don’t use these words lightly, Maggie Daley is a national treasure.
For all those of you who’ve come to Chicago and loved its festivals, gardens, beauty, and hospitality, the driving force behind all of this, for the last 21 years has been Maggie Daley.
She is the living embodiment of many of the things you love so much about this city…and she’s a woman who has been incredibly kind to all of us here on numerous occasions. In a world full of Michelle Antoinettes, Princess Caroline Kennedys, and all the other entitled, mean-spirited, spoiled leeches off the public, do you know how much it means to us that our hometown has had an ANGEL named Maggie at the cultural and emotional helm for so long? Do you know how BLESSED we feel to have lived in a Chicago with MAGGIE DALEY as its First Lady? There aren’t words, folks, to say how grateful we are to her…and to God for giving her the role she so relished and excelled in.
Talk about the right woman, for the right job, at the right moment in all of our lives.
So, as people speculate about what’s next for Chicago under a new Mayor, we just want to make sure there are some of you out there joining us in praying for the comfort, health, and well-being of this marvelous woman. May her cancer be cured and healed, and if not, then may God show her just a fraction of the kindness she showed millions of people who’ve come through our city on her watch. May she know as much peace as all the joy she’s spread for over two decades. May every laugh, smile, and kindness she’s given return to her tenfold.
We really and truly love Maggie Daley more than we could ever tell you. She’s like our favorite Auntie here in town. We’ve long hoped she’d get better, but today we accept the fact that it’s as bad as we feared for her…and we just honestly hope nationwide people appreciate and honor everything she’s done for Chicago while her husband’s been Mayor.
It’s 80s Request Night here in Boystown, and we can’t think of a better way to send some love Maggie’s way then to have Miss Tina Turner tell you what we think of her…
Help us recruit Adam Andrzejewski to run for Mayor of Chicago, with Tea Party backing
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Conservatives need to run Adam Andrzewski for Mayor of Chicago.
His last name is pronounced “N-G-F-ski”.
His first name is pronounced “Add-um”.
If you need more help, get hooked on phonics already.
If you remember earlier this year, N-G-F-ski ran for Governor, but lost the primary to Bill Brady.
We regret not going all-in for N-G-F-ski back then, but we didn’t see a path where he could overcome the GOP establishment in this state, which had already picked Brady as the “it’s his turn” Romney Republican candidate.
With the opening Mayor Daley’s announced retirement has caused, there is no “it’s his turn” GOP candidate lined up, because the establishment in this state didn’t have the Mayor’s race on their radar. That means no Romney Republican from the cucumbers-and-mayonnaise soggy sandwich society to run as an impotent, limp, and gutless Washington General against the Democrat Globetrotter, whomever that candidate ultimately ends up being (probably Sherriff Tom Dart…or less likely, State’s Attorney Anita Alvarez…both of whom, incidentally, are very good people who would do a corruption-free job in City Hall).
This is a great opportunity for N-G-F-ski if he is convinced to take it.
He’s a small businessman who ran a successful company that enabled him to retire at an early age — and he’s devoted himself to charitable projects since, as well as ringing the clarion call for Illinois to get its financial house in order.
We know this guy, from the many events we did as Democrats for McCain back in 2008. We’ve seen him up close and personal, and he is one of the kindest, sharpest, nicest, and most honest and endearing politicians we’ve ever met.
He’s also, frankly, as adorable as his name is unspellable to most people.
He’s a fresh, young, strong, impressive candidate to follow Mayor Daley, and bring a new era to Chicago.
If any of you reading this have any Tea Party or back channel connections to N-G-F-ski, make sure he’s thinking about the Mayor’s race. SERIOUSLY thinking about it. Because there is honest to goodness, for the first time we’ve ever seen, absolutely NO establishment “it’s his turn” sock puppet lined up to lose this race.
The establishment GOP’s been napping…and if the Tea Party nationwide was smart, its members would seize this opportunity to put a talented conservative in charge of one of the nation’s largest cities…where that person could work to dismantle the Democrat machine and nudge Illinois that much closer to purple.
QUESTION: Just how bad of a mess are Democrats in when practically every thread we run across, on oddball topics, slams the White House?
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Here’s something we think is fascinating, but we’re reserving judgment on what it means for the moment.
Throughout the day, we read dozens of articles on all sorts of things, and follow the entertainment industry as closely as we do politics…because (whether conservatives like this or not) Hollywood does indeed impact politics because the entertainment industry reaches millions of more people a day than any political site, magazine, or news report could.
Robby’s sister Ann-Louise claims to be an actress in New York, but has only ever appeared in unaired pilots, stage plays that close on opening night, Japanese commercials (where people think she’s Kirsten Dunst), or Albanian straight-to-Betamax horror films. She did a zombie movie a few years back, and ever since then has been terrified the Solanum plague will really happen, and these zombies will walk the Earth, en masse, moaning, muttering, and single-mindedly driving us all to destruction.
We’ve already seen this happen, as we were high above Grant Park in November 2008 as we watched Obama’s Hopeychangey cultists buy into all of his malarkey without thinking, essentially becoming state media-controlled zombies for the better part of two years now. So, we know zombies, folks.
And one of our Google search alerts is on “zombies”…which led us to an article today about a college somewhere that’s now teaching a course on zombies in fiction. That’s old news to us, because here in Chicago there are tons of these courses, taught as “continuing education” workshops at all the various schools.
What’s interesting to us is the amount of anti-Obama sentiment featured in the comment section. It’s amazing, really, because this is not a political article in the slightest.
It’s not about Obama cultism, but just about this college course on fictional zombies…and, yet, people make Obama zombie references.
People call Democrats a zombie party and rip on their handling of the economy.
In all the years that we’ve been following both politics and entertainment stories, it’s been rare for threads about non-political stories to take on an anti-Democrat political bent, randomly. During the Bush years, when the state media was really ramping the public up against President Bush, “BUSH SUCKS!” or “BUSH IS A blankety-blank” would pop up here and there, probably written by high schoolers in the public education system doing what they think their teachers wanted them to do (the equivalent of Internet graffiti tagging).
We honestly can’t remember seeing Democrats called out like this on so many random threads, over the entire span of topics.
And that makes us wonder what that means. Is it because Democrats hold the White House, and this is just something that naturally happens to the party that has the presidency? Did we just not notice this happening back when the Clintons were president…even though we were online pre-2001?
We’re tempted to see it as a big picture of just how mad the American public is at Democrats, for all of their broken promises of the hopeychangey variety.
As for Ann-Louise, Robby’s sister, we can tell you that she was an Obama voter. She always insisted that she hated Republicans, and would never vote for one, but she’s had a very rough time getting stage parts and landing her little movie roles lately, as so many people have trouble getting financing for these projects. On top of that, everything else in her little world has gotten a lot more expensive since Obama took office, and “New York is not as much fun as it used to be”. Then there’s the Ground Zero Victory Mosque, which New York Mayor Michael Bloomberg supports and Obama is actively pushing for.
Ann-Louise may be a lot of things, and strangely proud of most of them, but we’ll tell you this: from 9/12/01 to well into Christmas of that year, Robby’s sister baked cookies, muffins, cakes, and everything else in her cookbook for the firefighters and police officers who worked within a three block radius of her apartment in Manhattan. She didn’t know how else to help, so she made snacks. EVERY NIGHT when she got home. Without fail, because she knew guys were heading out to dig people out of the rubble, and she wanted them to have something as a treat to make their terrible days better. A few nights a week, she made lasagnas, stews, and everything else she could think of in big pans or pots…and brought hot meals down to the fire houses and police stations (making her doorman help her lug everything, of course, because she was still Ann-Louise, but a version of her doing something nice).
The girl still cries when 9/11 is mentioned, because she, like us, knows someone murdered by Muslims that day.
Even that “Empire State of Mind” song that’s playing in bars now makes her tear up. She will just never, ever forget that day….and now, she won’t ever forgive Democrats for pushing that Ground Zero Victory Mosque.
Ann-Louise is an admittedly self-absorbed person who has rarely, if ever, questioned the party line on anything. She’s lived her entire adult life in New York, and takes great pride in having friends who regularly appear in the party section of Vanity Fair — liberals one and all, delighting in the social high life.
And we are telling you this, as clearly as we can, that Democrats have lost Ann-Louise with this Ground Zero Victory Mosque business. She was shaky in terms of being a vocal, out and proud Democrat because of the financial hurt she’s in — at a time when Obama promised everyone a unicorn in his glorious utopia of Hope! and Change! — but the party lost her forever when Democrats in New York and in the White House decided a Victory Mosque needs to go up on land where parts of our friends’ remains were scattered.
If Democrats lose the Ann-Louises…the party girls…people who just pull that (D) lever because they think that’s cool, or that’s what they’ve always done…then Democrats are TOAST.
If negative comments about Democrats are appearing in places talking about zombie classes, ostensibly written by people who probably weren’t politically aware or active, Ann-Louise style, then Democrats are BURNT TOAST without a prayer.
That’s our gut take on this anyway.
What think you?
BREAKING: Mayor Daley will not run for re-election (Toldja so)
A few months back, we told you about a discussion we had with a big Chicago political player on the Democrat side, who’s also a heavy investor in the gay community.
This man knows the Daleys very well, and told us that Maggie Daley’s health is much, much worse than the local press reports (which breaks our hearts because — SERIOUSLY — Mrs. Daley is one of the nicest, sweetest, kindest and most wonderful women we’ve ever had the extreme honor of meeting). He did not believe Mayor Daley would run for re-election in 2011 because his heart would not be in it with his wife’s last days so numbered.
THAT’S what we believe is behind him not running for another term.
It’s true he was severely weakened by both his mad push for the 2016 Olympics and the bizarre battle he waged over burying the Children’s Museum under Grant Park.
It’s also true that winning the Olympics would have given Daley billions of dollars in patronage money to dole out, probably making him Emperor for Life regardless of how ill Mrs. Daley was.
But, the Obamas lost the Olympics for Chicago because of their ham-handed and egocentric presentation in Copenhagen…and that cut off the revenue stream into Daley’s political machine.
In this economy, without that much cash to pay everyone off, running the machine became that much harder…at a time when Daley’s mind and heart are focused on being a husband and father, and being there for Maggie when she’s ill.
You can say a lot of bad things about Da Mayor…but we love the guy.
He’s always been polite and good to all of us in person when we’ve met him…and when those of us have worked for the City on various projects the Mayor has always been fair and upfront to deal with. He’s been a longtime supporter of the LGBTQ community and helped make Boystown what it is, so we thank him most sincerely for all of his help. He is a good man at heart, but he’s just corrupt and part of the Chicago machine by nature. That makes him sort of Darth Vader, with mask removed, on the second Death Star as the sirens wail and somewhere far below on the forest moon of Endor tiny Ewoks bash stormtroopers heads in.
Maybe Daley’s an Obama casualty as well.
Maybe Daley’s been reading the polls and sees that the Democrat brand that James Carville called “permanently ascendent” in this country is really and truly imploding around him.
All sorts of Democrats who’ve held office for generations have realized, to their shock and chagrin, that voters don’t have an unlimited appetite for their particular brand of graft and corruption.
If Mrs. Daley was healthy, we bet Da Mayer would have fought for another term. Even with all these odds stacked against him. Because Republicans in this city are so inept, particularly in Cook County under the “leadership” of Beth Christie acolyte Lee Roupas, Daley knows he won’t have a GOP challenger for the Mayor’s office. All he’s ever had to do is beat fellow Democrats in the primary. And there’s no one on the horizon who could have taken Daley down.
Our best bet is that Sheriff Tom Dart will become the city’s next Mayor.
He’s a good man, who’s also been great for the gay community. And he has Daley’s blessing, from what we’ve been told by the politically connected people we know. Dart, State’s Attorney Anita Alvarez, and a handful of others have been talked about for a while. The black community will gin itself up and try to push Jesse Jackson Jr., but JJJ’s complicity in trying to buy Obama’s vacated Senate seat from Blagojevich has doomed him.
Start following Tom Dart…and take a moment to reflect on just how much Mayor Daley did accomplish, for the good, despite all the bad things his machine did corruption-wise.
At the end of the day, he leaves a gorgeous city, with Millennium Park, world-class living, and Boystown too. Nobody in life is perfect. Everyone does things they aren’t proud of. But Da Mayor sure has more successes than failures in our book.
We’ll miss the guy when he’s gone, but have to say we do appreciate him — warts and all — while he’s still in office.
HRH Princess Caroline of Kennedy apparently threw a tantrum the Obamas didn't vacation at her make-believe farm
"I wants it, I wants it, I WANTS IT!"
We try to never be too mean around here, but there’s just no other way to put this: HRH Princess Caroline of Kennedy is clearly one of the damn stupidest fools that’s ever lived.
She apparently threw a tantrum last month because our illustrious “president” and our “fashion icon” First Spouse refused to spend one of their many August vacations at Princess’ make-believe farm (called Red Gate Farm, even though the gates to the property are blue, because Princess really is THAT STUPID) near Martha’s Vineyard. The Obamas vacationed at lavish expense at another “farm”, and coldly snubbed “the last living Earthly link to Camelot”.
One night, during their stay, Princess had her staff carry her up to the Obamas’ door, with muffins Princess made local children bake, and inside Princess could hear the Obamas having another of their lavish, spare-no-expense parties, but when Princess knocked on the door the lights went out, unseen voices whispered “SHHHHHHHH! It’s HER”, and there was a loud rustling of bodies in reverse-surprise-party-mode, with everyone pretending no one was home. Princess pelted the windows with as many muffins as she could until she got tired (after one sorrily-lobbed muffin), then had her manservant Christophe pummel the aluminum siding with the rest. She disappeared into the back of her Rolls Royce roadster and collapsed into a heap of chiffon and tears, demanding to be taken to the nearest Tiffany’s or Cartier for some “feel better sparklers”.
All cards on the table, we have a very low opinion of Princess Caroline…and that has only 80% to do with the 2008 election and her subsequent crazed power grab for Hillary Clinton’s vacated Senate seat later that year. Growing up in Cleveland, one of the big political players was Tim Hagan (who is married to Star Trek’s Kate Mulgrew, whom many people, including our friend Panda, think is really Katherine Hepburn (after drinking “the potion” that he thinks Isabella Rosellini sells in Beverly Hills, her being, in reality, an ageless Ingrid Bergman)). Hagan dubs himself “an honorary Kennedy” and is very close with all of these would-be royals (an olive to their vodka). Even in solid Democrat circles back in Northeast Ohio, amongst people who thought Ted Kennedy was a living demigod and maintained shrines to the Kennedy Brothers in their homes…people who held birthday parties with Jackie Kennedy themes where all the women wore Chanel and little hats and read from one of the books about Mrs. Kennedy’s “grace” to each other over finger sandwiches…Princess Caroline was always talked about in hushed tones as being a spoiled, erratic, boorish dilettante (who remains, to this day, cripplingly afraid of dentists).
We never heard her mentioned, in fact, without a corresponding sigh for the loss of John John in that plane crash…which left “only Caroline” standing.
The implication being that this was a colossal tragedy, seeing as how this offspring of Jack and Jackie would never amount to much in life…disappointing so many in Democrat circles, particularly those who’d met her, tried to have a conversation with her, and realized she’s something Amy Heckerling couldn’t have dreamed up believably in one of her airhead-based movies.
Then, there’s everything she did in 2008, which was just beyond ridiculous. HRH Princess Caroline joined the likes of Claire McCaskill by insisting she just had to support Obama over Hillary Clinton because “her kids kept bugging her to”. Princess and deceased murderer-and-alcoholic Ted Kennedy made a big show of endorsing Obama, proclaiming him to a Lightbringer, and calling him the future of the Democrat Party.
Some future.
Remember, Princess, Michelle Antoinette, and Oprah went on a tour of California with decomposing dime store manequin Maria Shriver, guaranteeing they’d win the Golden State for Obama while Ted Kennedy delivered Massachusetts on Super Tuesday back in 2008.
Hillary Clinton won both states by large margins.
We’ll never know exactly WHY the Kennedys decided to cast their lot with Obama and turn on the Clintons. It was an incredibly stupid move, because Hillary Clinton will long outlast Dr. Utopia. The Kennedys wanted to be seen as relevant, by being part of the whole Hope! and Change! bandwagon…and Princess believed, stupidly, that the Obamas would reward her betrayal of the Clintons with a Senate seat or a plum ambassadorship.
One of the greatest times we’ve ever had in life was being in New York City, on the ground, around Christmas of 2008 watching Princess self-destruct spectacularly in her humiliating, like, um, you know bid for Clinton’s Senate seat. It was simply GLORIOUS.
So used to being treated like a cherished object — to be looked upon, admired, and adored because she was “the last living Earthly link to Camelot” — when people asked this macaroon questions containing five words or more she stared blankly back at them, as if they were speaking Babel. When she couldn’t dismiss crowds by waiving her hands or throwing hot water at them (link she does with her much put-upon Slavic maid, Helga, back at her Manhattan manse), she looked genuinely horrified. And then there was the morning she was forced to have breakfast — IN HARLEM — with Al Sharpton and she really and truly looked like she wanted to kill herself, right then and there, with the plastic spork from the dirty table.
Glorious.
Never in our lives have we seen such rapid comeuppance to someone so deserving of everything she inflicted upon herself.
It’s amusing to us that in the National Enquirer article there’s talk of the Kennedys at large realizing they destroyed themselves by backing Obama over the Clintons in 2008. Princess not only didn’t get her Senate seat (as Obama probably did promise her), but she was also screwed out of an ambassadorship in the new administration (when no country wanted her, and the Vatican in fact took the extra step of writing to Washington and stating, on paper, for the world to see, that she would not be welcomed as the US Ambassador to Vatican City), and never received the “special advisor to the president” status she bragged she’d have back in 2008.
No, Princess has been keeping busy opening new Armani stores on Fifth Avenue, shopping at Bergdorf-Goodman’s, having lunch at Pastis, and sneaking around town with Arthur Sulzberger deluding herself into believing no one knows what’s up between the two of them.
HA! (Helga laugh!)
What’s really fascinating to us is just how royally Obama screwed over just about everyone who helped him get to where he is. We’ve never seen anything like this before. Normally, if you do a politician a favor, and go out on a limb for him, he doesn’t humiliate you in public after he’s done with you. Obama just drenches everyone who backs him in recycled lemonade. GLEEFULLY. It’s almost a redeeming quality of his, this willful betrayal and metronome-grade consistency in terms of screwing over Democrats who put him into the Oval Office.
It probably makes him a sociopath, or at the very least, someone with Asperger’s…because he has no idea, seemingly, how much he hurts all those who, like the Kennedys, bet everything on him.
And we can just imagine Princess Caroline tearing up that Petite-Trianon of hers on Martha’s Vineyard, throwing imitation-colonial cookware, snapping the handle off the faux Amish butter-churner, chasing Helga around the shabby-preppy-chic living room trying to strangle her with one of the hundreds of Hermes scarves Princess buys from Bergdorf’s like lemon drops.
A normal, intelligent person, in her position, would have realized long ago that Obama is in everything in this life squarely for himself…and he does not believe he owes the would-be royal Kennedy family ANYTHING. He thinks, apparently, that it was a great honor for THEM to help HIM and being a small part of his campaign is the only reward these people deserve. His ego, unbelievably, is, thus, greater than all the Kennedys combined.
Sic transit gloria.
The hubris is of Titanic proportions…and now that the Golden Age of Hope and Change has officially hit the iceberg…we’re thrilled that HRH Princess Caroline of Kennedy is on the SS Obama headed towards doom, taking her entire family with her…to the very bottom of an ocean of oblivion where, no doubt, her Uncle Ted’s happily running his driving school, soused to the gills for all eternity.
Thank God in Heaven for Condoleezza Rice
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Another never-told story of 9/11 emerges as we prepare to bear witness to another anniversary of the day Islam killed over 3,000 Americans, in Washington, DC and in New York City (where the current “president” wants to build the Ground Zero Victory Mosque so that Muslims worldwide can have a triumphant symbol of conquest, Cordoba-style).
When Muslims attacked the United States of America nine years ago, President Bush ordered his team to take him back to the White House because he felt it was his duty to be at the helm in the Capital during the attacks.
National Security Advisor (at the time) Condoleezza Rice intervened and kept President Bush away from Washington, arguing that he needed to be safely away from the Capital while the nation was still getting a grip on what Islam was up to.
It was the right call, and it took enormous courage and conviction for Rice to stand up to the president, raise her voice, and demand he put the presidency above his personal call to duty to serve the nation…which evidenced itself in his gut reaction to head back to the White House as fast as possible.
It is one of our greatest regrets that Secretary Rice does not want a future in politics. SHE should be running for the Senate in California…or for Governor of that state.
For eight years this smart, savvy, decisive, strong black woman was maligned by the Left and called every name in the book. Still, she served the country with quiet dignity, taking every abuse heaped on her, while never getting any of the lavish praise and accolades for being “historic and unprecedented” in her own right.
She was the first black National Security Advisor.
She was the first black female Secretary of State.
She was the woman who ultimately kept the President of the United States safe from harm on the day of the worst attacks upon American soil in our nation’s history.
Diane Feinstein’s up for re-election in the not-too-distant future.
There will also be a need for Secretary Rice’s skills in a Palin Cabinet, too.
But, personally, we’d love to see Rice in elected office of her own…like in Feinstein’s Senate seat…or the Governor’s Mansion.
It’s a pipe dream because Rice consistently says she won’t ever run for anything, but the nation would be well-served with her back in government.
Funny how you never really appreciate most people, especially the quiet and strong ones, until they are out of office.
The surreal poetry of search terms
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Every once in a while, we like to pull up the day’s top search terms that lead people here to HillBuzz.org from wherever else they were in the web. Backstage here on WordPress, we can see what things people are typing into Google that make one of our articles pop up.
When we read down the list, it sometimes feels like weird haiku…stacked heavily in favor of Miss Piggy, for some reason.
What’s really funny is that the last time we can remember talking about Miss Piggy was several months ago when we compared Claire McCaskill to a Muppet Baby, and said she likes wearing her Miss Piggy costume to her office so she could play in it under her desk — because that’s what we imagine she does all day. In one of those cheap, ’70s, plastic-masked, petrochemical smocked Halloween costumes the drug stores used to sell. There she is, folks, Missouri’s elected representative in the biggest joke of a Senate this nation has ever had.
Not sure when we last talked about male celebrity butt, either, but if that’s not an invitation to wax on about Jake Gyllenhaal at some point today, we don’t know what is.
It’s heartening that people are looking for info on the Fiorina-Boxer debate. That’s not a good thing for Barbara Boxer. As the three-term incumbent, Ms. “Call me Senator” Boxer should be coasting to an easy victory, with no one caring much about her debate. The fact people are looking for transcripts and info on that little-publicized, sole debate that Boxer has agreed to makes us very happy. Boxer is in very real trouble.
Ron Huberman’s (the head of Chicago Public Schools) parents are Jewish, by the way, and he was born in Israel. Despite 90% of Chicagoans thinking he is black, he’s actually not. He’s doing a terrible job running the CPS system and maintains a luxury chauffeur-driven car at taxpayer expense while constantly threatening to fire teachers because of budget problems. Those things should always be mentioned in every article ever written about this prima donna.
We have no idea what the New Orleans Music Hall thing is about, and can’t remember ever writing about that.
Sad we’re no longer a top site for information on the Egyptian pharaoh Hatshepsut though — that was a top search term forever around here, but apparently all the Miss Piggy hits have pushed Hattie to the bottom of the list.
Gotta love the randomness.
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UPDATE: In reading this list, we realize this could be a fun little ongoing game. If we take three sequential lines of randomness, and combine them together, we can make beautiful art with it. Like this:
(1) Kal Penn gay
(2) Young persons beards
(3) Pelosi for Congress
That, right there, is a better campaign slogan than anything else Queen Nancy has put forward in all her years in office.
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