"Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, isn't it time to show a little mercy? I haven't won a case in three years."
~ WSJ Cartoon 2/20/10Health Care Summit: Ali Baba and the 40 Thieves.
Great Blue Heron on a chilly morning in South Florida.
[Thanks Bob Richards]
The Tiger-Slam Apology:
He sounded like a Prisoner-of-War reading a forced confession back in Vietnam. However, the New York Times reported "It was a carefully crafted and brilliantly delivered mea culpa." Hmm ...
Tiger, you're holding up our game. May we all please just play through to the Masters?
Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Because, if you are not home by then, you are in real trouble.
[Thanks Andrea Archambault]
'Why I lost my job.'
Okay Readers, This Left-Hand Salute Image IS a Fraud:
Tip Offs: Michelle's hair is parted on the wrong side, and the Marine, barely visible in the lower right corner, has his decoration ribbons on the wrong side. Here's the real un-manipulated image below:
[Thanks to Follies reader Wendy Montgomery, for bringing this Snopes.com correction/revelation to our attention. Beware of Photo-Shop phonies.]
The Presidential Palace in Haiti after earthquake.
Today's snow cover map.
Anonymously Among Commoners
GRESHAM, OR—Sean Fowler, the man once revered throughout the halls of Barlow High School as prom's one true king, has for the past several years lived a meager existence among the very peasants who used to tremble at the mere mention of his name, sources reported Monday. Bearing none of his kingly habiliments, nor the regal air which at one time daunted all who crossed his path, the deposed King Fowler has dwelled in lowly anonymity since graduating in 2002.
"Right now I'm just sort of working a lot, saving up money," said the fallen monarch, sitting among the riffraff at a local tavern, his once formidable stature wholly unnoticed by those around him. "I'm full-time at Best Buy, which is actually pretty decent. Plus, I can usually walk there from my apartment, so I end up saving a ton on gas."
'It wouldn't be Friday without the Follies.'