Today, during work, I started a sentence with the phrase, “Prudence dictates…” I immediately wanted to kill myself. Good god I get pretentious.

Critical Thinking
Today, during work, I started a sentence with the phrase, “Prudence dictates…” I immediately wanted to kill myself. Good god I get pretentious.

So, what has to actually happen before we can say this is Watergate II, or worse? Where’s the point at which it is acceptable in mainstream politics to point out how this administration operates? Do we actually have to catch Bush with the still beating heart of Al Franken being brought to his mouth before we’re allowed to say anything?
Watch the video. Read the transcript. The press grows some hair, and finally confronts McClellan on the whole Rove/Plame connection. Lying through his teeth through the whole thing, and finally caught at it.
God, I can’t wait for The Daily Show tonight. It’s gonna be a great one.
Good pizza is hard to find. Not gourmet cusine pizza – just plain ol’ good pizza. I was inspired by this paragraph from the Sports Guy
The well-done 14-inch cheese pizza at either the Larchmont Village Pizzeria (West Hollywood) or Pino’s Pizzeria (Brookline, Mass.).
Here’s what I want from my cheese pizza: I want the cheese to be brown and a little bubbly. I want a thin-crust that isn’t too doughy. I want just enough sauce that the roof of my mouth burns. And I don’t want to feel like I need a bypass after I eat it. Only two pizza places have ever accomplished this for me, and they’re 3,000 miles apart. Go figure. It’s harder to find a white punt returner than a good pizza place, isn’t it?
I have slightly different standards. Tomato sauce is divine. Cheese is great, but don’t overdo it. If you can’t take a bite without strings hanging out of your mouth, you’ve gone too far. If it’s dripping over the sides, you’ve gone too far. The cheese is a topping, not some amorphous semi-cooked blob of dairy putrescence.
Sports Guy mention of Pino’s, where I wiled away many happy lunches, got me salivating. Since I moved to Georgia, it’s hard to find good pizza. Here are the best pizza places I know:
None of those are in Georgia. Notice they all end in “o’s”? That has become my new Pizza Postulate.
In Georgia, there are two pretty good pizza places. Interestingly, both end in a vowel, but not the letter o.
More examples are needed to flesh out this pizza paradigm! Submissions welcome!