Golly! Where has our head been the past few days!

Oh. Right. Bummerville.

Well, fiddle-dee-dee, it’s time we restored the balance of the world. Let’s clear out our backlog of backup posts, and see how far we can get without mentioning kitties.

1. Batman!

Yes, that’s an ersatz Batmobile, pulled over in Silver Spring, Maryland, for missing tags. But really: Would you register your Batmobile? Isn’t that missing the point?

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Honestly, the man must have had it on repeat while thinking up questions to ask the Solicitor General.

This is what might sink the health care mandate. Broccoli. Really. This is what the Union has come to.  But, given the way the Republicans relate to broccoli, it is somewhat predictable, perhaps….

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The tongue-in-check teaser trailer, which is playing in theaters before 21 Jump Street, shows the four actors driving through their neighborhood in a large SUV. At one point, Hill’s character, using his hand, pretends to shoot at a group of teenagers.

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[Washington Free Beacon, via BuzzFeed/Blogenfreude]

“It may not help Romney — whose wealth has caused him trouble connecting with average folks — to be seen building a split-level, four-vehicle garage that comes with a ‘car lift’ to transport automobiles between floors.” [Politico]

Nine years ago in anticipation of my eldest daughter’s birth, my wife and I undertook the ritual preparation of the baby’s bedroom. We cleaned out the space we had set aside the occasion, and scrubbed and plastered the walls with the patterned paper we had picked out the week before at Lowes. It was a pretty combination of yellow and white stripes and we accented it with a lower border of colorful tulips sprouting up from behind a white picket fence. As soon as the paper had dried I capped the whole project off by installing crown molding –a tedious, arduous and frustrating task I hope never again to repeat (the contractor who installs that stuff for a living earns every penny of his wages and then some, in my opinion). And all in all, it was a charming, warm and welcoming environment for a newborn. Read more »

When we first met Trayvon Martin — unfortunately, too late to do anybody any good — a few details caught our attention. He wanted to be a pilot. He was good at math. He was good with mechanical things. He liked helping his quadriplegic uncle. He liked baking cookies for his cousins. He played football.

Since then, we’ve learned a few more things about Trayvon. He was suspended from school for an empty pot baggie. He had earlier been suspended for graffiti — for tagging “WTF” on a hallway locker. He was found with women’s jewelry in his backpack — “a friend gave it to me”, he said, and nothing came of it. Before then, he had been suspended for tardiness and truancy.

And we ask: So?

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