I'm back from the L.A. Rock Gym. I hadn't been there for a while, but I need to go there more often in the future. I broke off a hold, but it was probably already cracked. What's that you say? You, my bloggees, aren't following my every move with the same baited breath as which you follow the various peregrinations and perambulations of Reynolds, et al?

Anyhoo, Insty's still blogging up a storm - or should I say, in a storm - and he points to this interesting Eric Alterman piece exonerating John Fund from the WSJ.

I'd also like to say something here about the L.A. Lakers. I'm a very big fan of the Lakers. I think they're the best team ever! The Lakers rock, the other teams, well, you know the rest! Why, I even have several nice Lakers flags which I have attached to the outside of my vehicle in order to let the rest of my "homies" know that I'm down with the silver and black. Or, is that gold and purple. Or something. In any case, this is truly a sad sad day. I am very sorry not just for the Lakers, but for Los Angeles, for California, and for the whole entirety of humanity. I think I'm just going to spend the next few days engaged in solitary reflection. Was it something that I did? Did I not fully support the Lakers in some way? Would one more flag attached to my phat ride have helped?