Apparently, I'm not the only one who thinks our fair country is run by the biggest frat rat in the world, as evidenced by this lovely Gawker piece today: Lookit I will have you know, however, that I, at my advanced age, DO know what "The Big Shocker" is. (Thanks, Kate!)

Speaking of age, is it wrong for me to have thoroughly enjoyed last night's Paul McCartney halftime gig when I previously thought the whole set-up was a sellout? Because I really dug it, moreso than any of the other crap put during Super Bowl halftimes.

Oh, and thanks to the always excellent EWK, I now have the black lowlights I was talking about, but you can't really see them, so we're probably going to add more. They may pop more once I wash my hair, so I'll post a pic.