Todd Moye

We’re bringing back leaded gasoline! Buy smog futures.

I can’t explain why, but for me it’s Eggs Good for You This Week.

A friend saw Steve at Billy Bob’s in Fort Worth maybe 10 years ago. He told me that more than half the crowd milled around until they played it, then line-danced to it, then left. Grim stuff.

I named my fists Blood and Meridian because I’m fixing to Judge your ass.

Somehow this year’s release of S3 of Eyes (which covers the 80s, 90s and early 2000s) slipped through unnoticed. Parts of it are excellent, and it’s very good overall.

That literally happened to me this morning! Hearing Song for a Future Generation on the radio made my day.

The woman in front of me at Costco just paid with a check. On the Saturday before thanksgiving. The depravity!

I think this is the first time I’ve heard it spoken. I’ve always heard the second word in my head as gen-AIR-iss. Is that wrong?

G-Man, Beverly Gage’s JE Hoover biography.

Astonishing to stop and realize that, at any given moment, bands of masked men armed to the teeth are storming churches and daycares, terrorizing entire communities—and that most of the country's political establishment barely blinks.

I take full responsibility.

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Poooooooor aggies

Fired Scholars and Big Grants to Favored Projects: Inside Trump’s N.E.H.

When I think about how exquisitely careful NEH staff were to be fair, impartial, and rigorous, and how much work people put into grants so small they’re pocket change…I just want to scream.

My only complaint: it doesn’t explain why Democrats chanted “Blaine! Blaine! James G. Blaine! Continental liar from the state of Maine!” That’s a top 5 sobriquet in American political history.

Jeff Tweedy is playing tonight in Dallas, where it's finally seasonally cool as of yesterday. The over/under for shackets in the audience is 411.5.

Paging @profloumoore.bsky.social

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There’s room on the Mean Green bandwagon.

They’re finally onto you.

There was a great scene at the UNT-Navy game today when this section filled up and they put them on the Jumbotron and blasted “It’s Raining Men.” Immaculate vibes for the 8-1 Mean Green.

He’s still spicier than a cane’s chicken finger.

I can think of someone who did it to keep the justice department from prosecuting him for crimes!

Today's shout into the void: asked my congressman to get me a chunk of the east wing before Trump starts selling them as souvenirs.

Finally. I've been waiting for Douthat's take on Taylor Swift. Thank you.

I too am a 1990s liberal who isn’t MAGA.