Splitting up the Dream Team--It's Time to Say Goodbye to the LLamabutchers

Well folks, with Gary's endorsement of the Rudinator below, it forces my hand.

I've got to break with my LLamabrethern on such an important issue of policy and principle that I'm not sure if our blog alliance will be able to survive the split.

I'd like to think that we can remain friends after I swim the Seine, but that might not at all be possible.

If that's the case, if our friendship is shattered, I stand and wave adieu with a heart free of malice or bitterness, with nothing but happy memories of our time blogging together.

I've got to come out of the closet as they say on a very important issue.

It's that I'm...

officially renouncing Melissa Theuriau as the official thinking man's strumpet, and hereby endorsing for once and for all times the one true thinking man's strumpet:

Tina Fey.

I will brook no dissent on this matter. No Elisabeth Shue, no Mia Sorvino, no Mary Stuart Masterson, and no frog nooz readers.

All Tina. All the time.

That is all.

And yes, in case you were wondering, the new cold medication is mixing nicely with the Vicodin and anti-depressants, thank you very much.