Eggs Laid by Tigers

Another kind is accompanied by a kinda "dog paddling water" feeling of panicky frustration:  now that Hussein's won ["I won," he told Republican legislators who complained about the stimulus -- pardon me, recovery -- package] there's very little for us, the True Believers, to complain about.

In the meantime, as my friend Mona Dean is pleased, frequently, to remind me, there's always time for joyful exuberance.

As she wrote recently,

Life Is Too Short,

Break The Rules, Forgive Quickly,

Kiss Slowly, Love Truly,

Laugh Uncontrollably,

And Never Regret Anything

That Made You Smile.

Life May Not Be The Party

We Hoped For,

But While We're Here, We Should Dance...

Nothing makes me happier!

And Mona Dean's not even a Liberal!

I notice that the talking Heads on MSNBC struggle for new stories, and even Jon Stuart was falling flat until, happily, he remembered never-failing Fox News.

So to  me, myself; and to all of us Liberals who morn the passing -- indeed the obliteration -- of our dearest enemy, Bushco, I post two pictures: