Austin, Texas is a place full of wonderfully weird people, and when the city decided to leave the renaming of its shit disposal team up for public vote, something wonderfully weird happened. What name does Texas's weirdest city favor?
Okay, so it doesn't have the gravitas of Mad Men. But nothing can else on TV can fill me with such unmitigated delight as On the Road with Austin and Santino. Here's why.
Another day, another round of airports (only, this time, everyone's Stateside) as our semi-beloved Spencer Attackerman heads to Netroots Nation in Austin to represent the Washington Independent and I sit alone outside of security having driven him to BWI as way to convince him to keep doing Crappy through tomorrow.…
Not that I ever smoked, but I guess I'd start, too, if my house looked like that. But there are disasters all over the place today, from Hillary's wonderful comments on race to the innocent guy we held in Gitmo who decided that the terrorists were right about us to the Myanmar cyclone pictured. It's disaster day on…
Another week, another Friday Crappy Hour in which the lesser-known Crappyist Megan (of Glamocracy) is forced to beg for someone to write it with her so that she can avoid talking to herself online like she does in real life. Luckily, Spencer Ackerman (of the Washington Independent and the newly-launched Attackerman)…
