Or is Harrell getting almost tart these days?

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Same as mine, oddly enough.

Rightwing Duck has more.

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"I've never been a knitter."

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. . . to seeing American Gun.

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Harrell, again:

HereÂ’s how I know IÂ’m a hot-shot D.C. insider: If you fly into Reagan on the northern approach late in the day and happen to be sitting on the left side of the plane in a window seat, you get the most amazing view of the District you could ever hope to see. As the plane makes it approach down the center-line of the river and performs its death dive into the Potomac, all the towering marble facades slide by outside your window like so many visions from an era past. I know this. In fact, I specifically changed my seat assignment this morning so I could have a window seat on the left side, just in case the winds are favorable for a north-to-south approach to the airport. Just in case.

IÂ’m pretty sure that makes me a hot-shot D.C. insider.

Shut up. Stop laughing. Seriously. IÂ’ve been there for three weeks.

I saw that view entirely by chance when I flew out to D.C. for CPAC. And then I landed at National and took the Metro to the neighborhood my hotel was in, looking at the map and grinning like an idiot all the way there. ("I'm underneath the Pentagon! Or nearby, anyway! Isn't it wonderful!" I did not say these things out loud, of course, but I saw people edging nerviously away just from the vibe.)

I love that city. Though it is cold; no getting around that.

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And my Instalanche had an Instalanche.

(Via . . . good old whatshisface.)

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. . . as seen through the eyes of hard-drinking Texan Jews.

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I'd like everyone to please stop writing until I catch up. I can't even think about Glenn Reynolds' An Army of Davids; I'm still working (to my shame) on The Singularity is Near, which—by the way—has way too many pages in it. Way. Too. Many. My background may also be a bit light for it in the following arenas:

1. Biology. (I took human physiology in high school, because I couldn't relate to the creatures that inhabit tidepools; it was all about my species back then.)

2. Mathematics. (I never learned the mutliplication tables, because whenever my mother or stepmother pulled out the flash cards, I found myself looking at the numerals, and wondering how architecturally stable they would be if they were buildings, or how they would dance if they were people. Apparently, these were the wrong things to focus on, and it held me back just a little bit with higher math.)

3. Computers. (I spent my 20s hanging out with computer programmers, but their concerns were a good deal less interesting to me than who was sleeping with whom, and whether they were going to break up soon, and who made the best omelet, and what shape the ideal teapot would be, and why William Butler Yeats is so underappreciated as a poet. I regret the error.)

Bye the bye, Tigerhawk has a cute review of Army of Davids, in which he calls it "romantic."

Hat tip: . . . wait for it . . . Instapundit.

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Over the next week I'll be dividing my time between this blog and Sean's digs over at The American Mind. Sean will out of his snowy element for a week between the mesas in beautiful Phoenix, Arizona.

He'll be enjoying something called baseball. I gather it involves grown men standing around in a field, playing with balls and sticks and being watched by other grown men who drink beer. As I understand it, this is all followed by more drinking of beer, supplanted (in Sean's case) by the consumption of margaritas, just to break things up.

I'll be driving up to the Bay Area on Sunday, and I'm hoping to get you all a little coastal photoblogging action. So with some luck both blogs will be filled with pretty pictures from warm places.

Enjoy. And make sure to meet me over at The American Mind when you have the chance.

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. . . apparently want to "get serious" about blogging. We'll see about that.

In related news, Stephen Colbert of Comedy Central's The Colbert Report may be one of us. Don't tell anyone in the Industry, though: I'm sure the man has bills to pay.

I hope he does know the secret handshake, though: he was incredible on Strangers with Candy, one of the best TV shows ever made.

(Via Insty.)

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1 Five bucks says Glenn will be on The Colbert Report in the next few weeks to plug his book.

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2 Any takers?

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Dinner tonight with Darleen Click and her charming husband, a photographer/bass player who likes a lot of the same classic rock music I love to crank when I'm driving.

"Drums and bass," I tell him. "No one appreciates either one enough. But there's no rock and roll without either one."

The occasion? Well, I forgot to return Darleen's camera last summer when she left it at my house, and she knows I love good Mexican food—so she wanted to share her family's favorite Mexican place with me. My own husband has a badass deadline, so I bore my guilt and went out for excellent food, fun music, margaritas, and terrific conversation. And, uh, to finally return that camera.

Needless to say, with Darleen's excellent law-enforcement contacts, I got plenty of story ideas, but I'm not sharing them with any of you, lest you steal them and execute them imperfectly. (The former is bad enough, but the latter is entirely unacceptable.)

What amazes me is this: one assumes a lot of the writers out there on the web—bloggers, especially—cannot be as engaging in real life as they are online.

Of course, most of 'em are. It turns out that the world is full of smart people. I mean, smart like X-Acto blades.

Having an online presence can be like panning for gold: it isn't until things get shaken up a bit that you realize whom you like and trust.

Not that this didn't happen to me in high school: I have a core group of friends now whom I've held onto for better than 30 years. But to have it happen all over again, to find people who walk in real life like they talk online, is frosting on the cake.

Thank you, Darleen. (Green corn tamales in a few months, and maybe Attila the Hub will be able to make it! Can't wait.)

Excelsior.

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. . . some straight talk with Sean Hannity.

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This time, his readers take on

The Best Moments in American History

and The Worst Moments in American History.

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