If they weren’t so white, the meth-cookin’ lady would be “Bristol’s baby-daddy-momma.”

And one suspects a black governor naming her child ‘Trig “Bullet-Wound” Palin’ wouldn’t get off quite so easy.

Oh, man, we were having such fun until Williams came along and got serious. What a downer.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I5d042gZZa4

ball-bearings in grease?

Fish eyes in slime.

I played oboe in middle school band, and it was kind of a bear. Unlike other woodwinds, the double-reed players had to find places to exhale as well as inhale, and there were way too many solos for a shy person. We also always looked like we were taking a particularly difficult dump – very sexy.

Don’t worry, Smut Clyde, here at Sadly, No! you’ll always be our designated bioethicist for Teh Buttocks.

…this just confirms my point – can you imagine a tapioca Jesus?

Glory be and praised be His name. My higher power, at long last I have found You.

Now, Janet Rehnquist is herself a powerful – and controversial – figure. In her brief tenure as Inspector General of Health and Human Services she’s been accused of influencing investigations for political reasons, using her office for personal gain and leading a bloodletting of senior staffers who disagreed with her methods. She’s now the target of three federal investigations.

Janet Rehnquist Under The Microscope

I was a terrible violist for six years, and heartily recommend it for children learning music for learning’s sake – it’s a pretty little instrument that has a fairly shallow learning curve (very few people learn how to play it well, but it’s never ear-splittingly bad), and it’s completely tangential to our culture’s aggressive pursuit of individual prowess, something that bands and orchestras with their ranking systems tend to reinforce pretty heavily. We are a society that needs to learn to play well instead of obsessing over playing better than the other guy.

In other internet traditions, it would be a Very Good Thing if the various people who have been owning up as musos got together to play music (possibly in some sort of bassoon / oboe-influenced klezmer style). They could call themselves “Bandname of the Thread”.

well, I hope you’ve filled out the appropriate forms and received informed consent.

Aren’t we all bioethicists? For a lot of the questions here — what forms of reproductive technology are acceptable, xenotransplants, what constitutes informed consent, etc. — your opinion is as good as mine (possibly better, since I am a profoundly unserious individual, prone to ill-considered actions and spouting gibberish). Well, I prefer opinions to be informed, and I tend to ignore anyone who rants about genetic engineering if they don’t realise how much horizontal cross-species transfer of DNA goes on in nature, but you know what I mean.

So I don’t understand how some people can be called Bioethicist with a capital B, and be invited onto panels to advise governments about “What is acceptable to Society”. Bugger that for a game of soldiers, say I. The only thing that could possibly be more offensive than giving special weight to the bioethical views of people because they happen to be academics, would be giving special weight to the views of people who happen to be priests or rabbis, and inviting them onto panels to advise…
What?
They do?
Well bugger that for a game of soldiers too.

I’m in the humanities, so all I can picture is reading and typing.

Never mind me, I’m punchy.