My Dog is Chelsea

Today a coworker told me that when it comes to pushing my buttons, I walk around with a giant button-shaped backpack. All anyone has to do around here to get a rile out of me is nudge the button backpack, and I’m instantaneously fired up.
All day I’ve been fired up about McCain’s veep choice. But [...]

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The Oregonian reported today that three of Oregon’s Republican representatives neglected to disclose an all-expenses-paid trip to Hawaii in 2004.
You see, it was a conference held by the Oregon Beer and Wine Distributors Association, which took place, of course, at a fancy resort in Maui. The point of the conference was to discuss things like, [...]

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I meant to post this yesterday, but I got sidetracked and never finished writing it. And yesterday, I was at a loss for words: having been surrounded by people who feel the same way I do at the Day Without Immigrants/May Day rally in downtown Portland on Monday, I almost forgot how important it was [...]

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It’s a good thing that Harry Whittington looks like he’s going to live—otherwise millions of people would have to change their bumper sticker to this:
“Guns don’t kill people, vice presidents kill people.”
I mean, really. What a goddamn moron. In his interview, Dick Cheney said that the reason he didn’t immediately tell the press is because [...]

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It’s late. I just finished working the closing shift, and soon I will head off to bed for a few hours, only to wake up and work a double—9 to 5 at the newspaper and 5 until midnight at the coffeeshop, with a little use of the teletransport machine in between to [...]

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