I will say only that horrifying as it may sound, there is such a thing as too short a dress, and that a Google Image search for "judi dench in a rudi gernreich" produced no results.

On t'other hand, I can't do a blessed thing about their damned satellite.

Of course, to gather all this power, it's got to be exposed to sunlight, and now that Madonna's pushing 50, undergarments on the outside seem to be dreadfully passé.

Maybe a future enhancement will allow the wearer to discharge some of that accumulated electricity into that lowlife on the subway who's always trying to cop a feel.

Now he's going to make a fuss: Icahn plans to nominate as many as ten directors to the Yahoo! board in an effort to prod the company into accepting a takeover bid.

Notes Paul Kedrosky:

I doubt this will be the mother of all proxy fights, but it ought to be interesting.

Addendum: MG Siegler at Venture Beat provides the appropriate artwork for the title.

This would seem unlikely — even the leftiest of incoming Democrats are run-of-the-mill Marxists at best — but just the same, the premium has increased of late:

(Via Jesse Walker at Hit & Run.)

And it's not in July, for once.

More as things develop.

Background:

PC Club built me a machine a few years back. (How few? It was recent enough to have Service Pack 2 for XP in place.) Apart from blowing up a video card on day two, which they fixed in a couple of hours, it's been pretty reliable.

(Via SEKOconcepts.)

Top Ten political slogans rejected by the Republican Party before deciding on "the change you deserve":

10. "Staff white people like"
    
9. "We pick our losing candidates early"
   
8. "Wingnut > Moonbat"
   
7. "We put the 'Old' in 'Grand Old Party'"
   
6. "Rule 6: No Clintons"
   
5. "You deserve a tax break today"
   
4. "Our babes are hotter than their babes"
   
3. "Now 100% Berkeley-Free"
   
2. "2 Centuries 1 Idea"
   
1. "We're good bad, but we're not evil"
   

(Suggested by Michelle Malkin.)

Given the Griz' attendance, I'm sure there are residents of Memphis who think, "What? We have an NBA team?"

I do like the idea of an inverted perspective, but David Stern still has scarcity on his side: artificially created to be sure, but still scarcity. And if playing one town against another turns out to work, it's prudent to assume he'll keep doing it until such time as it stops working.

I can't speak for anyone else in the local Sonics Thunderbirds Barons fan base, but I think things would have gone much more easily if Clay Bennett had written a check to the NBA and Stern had decreed, "For a new team shall be yours, and we shall add another one to the East for balance." As though the East would ever be balanced. And the Sonics? They'd be in Seattle, as they'd been for four decades.

Meanwhile, if anyone comes up with an explanation of why David Stern is so resistant to expansion, I'd like to hear it.

And sure enough, across the intersection was the embryonic form of another pharmacy. Eventually, assuming nothing happens to interfere, there will be nothing but pharmacies for two or three blocks.

Oh, and the pool hall. They're not going anywhere.

I placed a refill order from your Web site — which means, I shouldn't have to point out, that you've filled this prescription at least once already — and paid for it with a Visa card, which means you're not waiting on your money.

Did it occur to you that calling me on the phone half an hour after the order was placed to try to talk me into some cheaper drug was incredibly frakking stupid? It certainly occurred to me. "How I can save up to $500 a year," my ass. I paid your absurd five-times-the-price-of-generic copay because this stuff works and there are no generics. Simple as that. Ninety days from now, I'll be happily paying six times the price, just so I don't get any more phone calls from you addlepated schmucks.

In the meantime, three words you should learn: "dispense as written."

Geez. Imagine the delight when they go to 11.

(Thanks, Ash.)

And seen at Autoblog, an hour and a half later:

To recap: The Japanese are already doing 8-speed automatics, and the Germans will follow; the Americans are just now getting around to disposing of 4-speed automatics.

This isn't entirely fair to the General — Toyota still sells econoboxes in the States with only four cogs — but this doesn't help Detroit's image as technological laggards.

Dash it all, Princess Sparkle Pony, why must you put these images into my head?

Still, Sean Gleeson's imagination is way better than mine.

Propositions II through V inclusive would pay for courthouse renovation ($10.5 million), improvement of record-retention facilities ($5.75 million), a new facility for the OSU Extension Service ($7.25 million), and flood control ($6 million).

This leaves Proposition I ($55 million), to fund the acquisition of the General Motors assembly plant on Oklahoma City's southeast side, which would then be leased to Tinker Air Force Base. The most obvious beneficiary of this move is General Motors, who could close the books on the facility and, perhaps more important, quit writing annual checks to the county for property tax. Does Tinker need the extra space? And what's with this bit in the ballot language about "including but not limited to the acquisition of the land and building currently owned by General Motors"? Something about this doesn't quite pass the smell test. The $15 a year certainly won't break me, though.

Update: The county batted .600 this time around: I, II and V passed, III and IV failed.

(Via Pop Culture Junk Mail.)

I haven't read Bartels' book either, but he's discussing it at TPMCafe, and he brings up this point:

Not to mention our friends on K Street.

Still, there's something askew here, and I think it's this: the theory, says Bartels, insists that "Democrats and Republicans alike must move to the center in order to get elected," which more often than not turns out to be true, but once they're elected they tend to slide sideways, Democrats leftward, Republicans to the right. This suggests that if anyone is being disenfranchised, it's those in the political center. Then again, the exact location of the center itself is arguable.

Not that they're going to send them out in German for her or anything, but still, she was a bit vexed at being left out of the process, and at the assumption that because she lives at such-and-such an address (she's on the south side, between 44th and 59th) she must be Hispanic. Jaime Crow is supposed to be dead, guys.

I'll believe this when I see John Edwards at Supercuts.

bank of america employees wear pantyhose:  Probably just the women, and who cares anyway?

men wearing male undergarments:  Possibly even at Bank of America.

natureal mail inhansment:  From those wonderful folks who brought you V14gr@.

sunday drive oklahoma:  Generally great fun, but watch out for those Sunday drivers.

eine kleine nachtmusik i can't get no satisfaction:  Perhaps Tagesmusik might be more satisfying?

revolver ocelot wtf seriously:  Everybody run, the damn lolcat's got a gun.

how to sunbath nude without getting burned:  Yes, children, there are parts of this world where sunblock is unknown.

i need a girl for a amc matador eagle sedan:  I don't think so. I've seen lots of people driving AMC sedans and none of them ever have girls.

Why Does Conventional Wisdom Persist:  It saves you the trouble of doing your own research.

Poptarts Destroying a City:  Geez, they'll say anything to get a health-care bill passed.

lot less fake ass chinese oreo wafers:  Yeah, but have they ever destroyed a city, like Pop Tarts?

too much crap to clean up:  True enough. Back next week with more of these.

Maybe it is, though I have to admit, the picture didn't do a thing for me. And it's not just because my brain is equipped with an Automatic Jailbait Filter to process incoming image material, either: it's because it appeared in Vanity Fair, a publication whose sole raison d'être these days is to remind people how utterly lovely it is to be rich. Besides, Cyrus is fifteen and a half, precisely the age at which I decided that pajamas were superfluous, so the idea of a teenager lacking same is not going to put ideas into my head.

At best, or at worst, the Cyrus incident is just one more manifestation of the wrongheaded cultural notion that our youngsters, especially our girls, ought to be sexed up, that they may be adequately prepared for the fiercely erotic Real World out there — although such preparation is intended, I submit, not for their benefit, but for the benefit of those who would use them. Like, for instance, Vanity Fair.

"It's noncompositional," Johansen explains. "You throw everything away that the modern movement believed in. It [modern architecture] was organized in a controlled way. This was an explosion. This was absolutely new.”

Robert Hughes' 1971 description in Time:

And oh, the responses that were provoked. Stanley Draper, head of the local Chamber of Commerce, actually started a campaign to raise money for enough landscaping to conceal the structure.

Johansen is now ninety-two, and still has ideas that dazzle:

Far out as that may seem, it's consistent with Johansen's vision of the theater: it's a workspace to be used, not a palace to be admired at a distance. And it makes a heck of a backdrop for the annual Festival of the Arts — or a striking book cover.

Suggestion to Carpenter Square Theatre, the current major tenant of Stage Center: When the building comes up for its 40th anniversary in 2012, you might consider a revival of the first play that was ever staged there: Robert Bolt's A Man for All Seasons.