lollapalooza

Via the Hoyden and Baroquestar, here's a wonderful lolgillard. You know, I never cease to be just blown away by the imagination and ability of people - how do they come up with stuff like this? Just bloody terrific.

This is likely to be the last post for a little while at least. I'm off to Rockvegas tomorrow and I will need to do some research about after hours access. There were a few internet cafes in Rocky last time I was there so I could always use one of those if the off-site access proves problematic. At the very least I can write a post of two when I'm back in Brisbane.

I could also, I suppose, induct Mrs VVB into the delights of blogger and let her entertain you for a while. Hmm, not a bad idea, I'll suggest that one over dinner and see what kind of response we get.

Today's blog round-up includes a fair bit of reflection, a lot of celebration and of course since Costello has announced that he's not in the race for leader, a lot of wtf? Not to forget the death of Matt Price, one of the few current journos whose writing I enjoyed.

The Surfdomers and Lachlan Grods have steeled themselves to the unpleasant task of trawling through the world of RWDB for its response to Kevin!07, where the right is right and moreso if the government hasn't taken your guns away and the greatest threat that Australia faces is its imminent dhimmitude because the Labor Party hacked our voting machines.

And you know, I could have sworn I felt an unseen force on my hand as my pencil moved over the ballot paper - that'll be the 'voting machine' - all by itself. "Is that you, Kevin?" I asked, to the extreme disquiet of Michael Johnson supporters to my right and left and further right.

But no! My hand was turning green! What to do? I quickly found a sharp object (hint: paper cuts) and checked my circulation. Yup, still red.

So I must be a watermelon.