Greetings and salutations, minxes and mondains. Melissa McEwan, aka The Pink Petulance, coming to you from Superblogger Headquarters, where SuperKos is delegating responsibilities before taking off for Planet Newsweekia. It's busy busy busy at Superblogger HQ, and I've just been told that Captain Atrios needs to discuss staff rotation at Battlestation Alpha with me, so I haven't much time. Down to business:
Scout Prime takes stock of NOLA, two years after Katrina: On America, progress, empty lots and empty promises.
Coturnix has everything you ever wanted to know about Nigersaurus, the Mesozoic Cow, a fossil soon to be unveiled at the National Geographic in Washington, D.C.—and an "open access" dinosaur!
John Rogers contemplates life under robot overlords. Steven Perez, for one, welcomes them.
PSoTD has some advice for Comcast email users, which got me thinking: What's more annoying—spam, or the "arrogant and invasive" deterrence of it?
In the War on Christmas: Adorable Girlfriend reports that Lowe's has apologized for referring to Christmas trees in its holiday catalog as "family trees." Oh, the horror! Meanwhile, there's not going to be anything left for secular heathens to do if Christian hawkers of tacky shit continue to cheapen Christmas with garbage like Treetop Jesus.
Glenn Greenwald has the goods on what was an important day for FISA and telecom amnesty. Also, Jane. Libby would like to be encouraged, but is still searching for style over substance.
And some Quick Hits: 9/11 Tourette's: A Case Study … You're Not Terminated, F---ker … To Hell With Tiny Pants … and Nice Guys Redux.
Seeya tomorrow! If you've got any hot tips, email me at shakespeares_sister at Comcast dot net.
