Compare these two Time magazine covers. Stupid liberal media....
A tale of two covers: Time's '94 postelection cover touted "G.O.P. Stampede," '06 cover asserts "the center is the new place to be"
The November 21, 1994, edition of Time magazine -- published following that year's congressional elections, in which Republicans gained control of the House of Representatives and the Senate [note - it was the House only] -- featured the headline "G.O.P. Stampede: A Special Report" on the cover, and featured a graphic of an elephant trampling a donkey.
The November 20 edition of Time -- published following the 2006 congressional elections, in which Democrats gained control of the House of Representatives and the Senate -- features the headline "Special Report: The Midterms," and features as the cover story "Why the center is the new place to be," by columnist Joe Klein, with a graphic of a Venn diagram.
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Okay, just off the phone with a physician's group. My current health insurance is FILLING ME WITH RAGE, which is maddening and bad.
Curse you, darkness!
Did that help?
It's really better if you light a candle, Brenda.
You should see a doctor about that.
In fact, it says 7:00. I don't know how to fill that in.
It's an error in the puzzle. The clue should be ".:.."
Just enter 7:00
Thanks, Brenda! I'd love to see a doctor about it. hmm.... if only the insurance company weren't run by monkeys eating sushi and smoking crack.
Joe Klein is kind of an ass.
The dedication of the MLK memorial is making me cry. Someone make a funny, quick!
My daytime goal is to eventually move from the bedroom to the living room. Big goal, huh?
Hey, it's the biggest thing I accomplished today. Oh, and I shot the cat and drugged myself.
My boss's dog (who spends most days at the office) has learned that whenever she hears the Windows shutdown music, it's time to go home. So she gets all excited as soon as she hears that music.
Pavlov's puppy!
My cat gets all excited when she sees me take out a CD to put into the computer because she knows the CD tray will be opened and she can then try and stop it from closing (she's gotten her paw caught lots of times, but it doesn't smash close like a door, but just holds the paw in place until I can convince her to remove it).
My clothes don't fit. I am sad. The newer lower jeans waistline makes the old tops look short, and although many of them can close around my lower torso, the boobular/shoulder area presents quite a challenge.
This lovely leopard print almost sheer top I wore yesterday looked pretty presentable, but when I went to take it off it got stuck at the top of my right bicep.
I hate saying goodbye to clothes, and I know my size and weight wavers. So they stay, making me sad with their inaccessibility.
