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Here is some footage of blogger Matt Yglesias talking about fallen American hero Tim Russert. (Matt once wrote about how unbearably inane Russert was, and then Russert died three weeks later, and everybody on the Internet hated Matt for being so insensitive the end.) We made this poor fellow say terrible things for the camera by promising him beers, which were free, at the Summit Brewing Company last night. Thanks Utne Reader for the fun party! [Matthew Yglesias, YouTube]
People still read Utne Reader? Cute! How about Spy?
George was next door. Free cocaine served by emaciated white girls wearing Sarah Lawrence sweatshirts.
There’s a possible hottie there in the white frock there right near the end. Any hookup vids?
loquaciousmusic: win.
Who’s Tim Russert?
We hold Minnesota Home Brewers Association meetings at Summit’s a few times a year. Mark Stutrud is the founder of Summit and has been a tremendous supporter of the home brewing arts. As you probably now know, Summit beers are great. Hopefully you got to tour the brewery with Mark.
Somebody needs to ask Luke Russert what his father would think of this video.
Jesus, Yglesias is really.. um, a nerd. When the MSM denigrates bloggers as basement-dwelling, D&D-playing social misfits, I always laugh. But they may be on to something…
El Bombastico: I had the same reaction.
By the way, congratulations guys. That was probably the most riveting discussion about politics and media that I have ever heard. I can see why the Library of Congress has such a hard on for you.
Hey, I crashed that!
Monsieur Grumpe, the neighborhood council also holds their annual meetings there. Best attended meeting ever.
So.Do.Not.Want. to know if the Wonkette staff’s carpet matches their drapes.
good lord, that made me seasick. I felt like I’d just downed a 6-pack!
Proving again that, with the exception of our Ms Sara, politics is show business for unattractive people.
wait, was that Liz shooting or Sara?
loquaciousmusic: Speaking about Spy (and we were), note to Jim: stop poofing your hair up like that. You’ll start looking like Graydon Carter.
I’m still mad at Yglesias for not having to temerity to coach his criticism on Russert with the caveat that he might die unexpectedly within the month. Where’s your prognosticative powers now Yglesias? Future boy my ass.
http://thesebastards.blogspot.com/
Is this where we start the rumors that Jim isn’t a natural redhead?
This display of you bloggers partying, drinking beer and generally having a good time is disgusting. You should be grandstanding and pretending to care, somewhere near the gulf coast. With black people. Or at least exploiting this possible massive maybe disaster as an excuse to hide the less popular, washed-up members of the blogosphere somewhere in Texas.
You sick bastards.
DoctorCulturae: He’s somehow related to Luke Russert, The Greatest Journalist of Our Time.
Monsieur Grumpe: I am in a band that Summit sponsors, and provides with free brew. God bless them. Pretty darn good beer, too.
WadISay:
Were you the guys playing at the Land of Amber Waters book signing at Summit? If so, I was the the idiot right in front of the band yelling Freebird.
In a related story, Benazir Bhutto is still dead.
…WoW, I think we just found someone with a more annoying voice than Sara Palin!
AngryBlakGuy: Matt Yglesias has a face for radio and a voice for blogging.
Well, proof once again that any time you’re in a place where you have to shout to have a conversation the wit factor drops to zero.
Hey, welcome to the New Media identity crisis gameshow!
Starter for a jumbo suprime loan, are you:
a) breaking the story
b) snarking the story
c) being the story, or
d) all of the above?
The answer is of course d).
The precise mathematical underpinnings of this answer are:
Wi = SP x B (b + f) (s + n) PE + T (-Y)
Where Wi is Wonkette identity, SP is Sarah Palin, B is Bristol, b + f is birthstory fraud, s is snark, n is prurient national attention, Pe is pageviews exponential and T is the dummy variable of all Palin blood relatives beginning with T. Y is Yglesias, which is usually null.
Answer a) however is directly correlated to increase in b) regarding a), which presents parabolic yield curve of c).
OMG!!! The NY Post broke the story that Bristol is preggers! http://www.nypost.com/seven/09012008/news/nationalnews/palin_admits_her_17_year_old_daughter_is_127025.htm
“No, it’s not that I killed him…” So — no denial?
nietzscheprojectile: Again, even. Another success story for the sexual ignorance (i.e. abstinence education) movement.
nietzscheprojectile: Wow, what a knock down. A complete king hit. Does someone have proof, like documentation that Hopey’s name has been on this site? If so we’re scrwed.
The only story left is that big wind.
Monsieur Grumpe: I cringe to say, I play the bagpipes. The band plays at Summit 3-4 times a year, but I don’t think we played at that gig. You would not be the first person who requested Freebird of us, however. Just brewed 3 batches at Vine Park, yum. Now, I expect to get banned.
Yglesias is fresh out of the Patton Oswalt school of douchebaggish gnomedom. Also, watching gingers brag about their terrible terrible misfortunes makes my tummy hurt.
Wagamuffin: Dittoes on the hair thing. And also to Jim, cut wayyyy back on your sodium intake and you won’t look so puffy and bloated. I did it last November and lost 15 lbs almost immediately. I still eat like a pig (and drink like a Wonketteer), but it’s not staying on me anymore.
Obviously, Cheetos and chips of any kind are completely out, but on the upside, chocolate is low sodium. So is red wine and bourbon. Bon apetit!
WadISay:
I’ve seen the band several times. You guys rock, you know, in a Scottish kind of way.
Dude has man-boobs. He needs to harness those milkbuds.
Tim Russert was inane. Like that beaner, Yglesias, I suffered for having the affrontery to say so right here on Wonkette–after Russert died and went on to the Big News Room in the Sky. Just sayin’.
Oops. Effrontery. Who knew?
Who’s the handsome tall bearded dude in the middle who kept y’all from dryin’ out?
Woof!
Keep me posted if Big Man needs a bat boy for the big game.
http://my.quadsville.com/post/renko/blog/your_speakers_guide_to_the_republican_convention.html
Lascauxcaveman: it’s really pointless telling a professional blogger to try living a healthy lifestyle.
Didn’t take Ken very long before he got bored, looked around, and said, “anybody need any more beer?”
Jim Newell: Jimmy, you’re what, 24 years old or sumpin? I remember what it was like. You live the professional blogger lifestyle, and you’ll be looking like the David Lynch interpretation of Baron Harkonnen by the time ya hits 30 … http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vladimir_Harkonnen
We all want better endings for ya, pup!
Ken totally looks like dad at a junior high dance.