Events

For the first time in 11 days, the temperature in Chicago got above freezing this afternoon. It's odd how warm it feels out there right now. Speaking of chilling, I saw No Country for Old Men last night. Great film. Very chilling.

For the fifth time in a row, I've had to cancel a flight today because of weather. Very frustrating. Next attempt in two weeks.

Paul Krugman channels the Tax Policy Center, who found that 58% of the stimulus package announced yesterday will go to the top 40% earners.

Via my dad, via the San Francisco Chronicle's excellent Mark Moford: Whiskipedia. And 28 other things to be happy about: Women and minorities appear to be galvanized by Hillary Clinton's presidential run. Youth and college-educated voters appear to be galvanized by Barack Obama's. No one at all is truly, deeply galvanized by Mitt Romney or John McCain or crazy little Mike Huckabee, and everyone is generally repulsed by the fetid little tyrant that is Rudy Giuliani. All of this, remarkably, seems just...

From the Onion, via Marc Andreesen: CHARLESTON, SC—After spending two months accompanying his wife, Hillary, on the campaign trail, former president Bill Clinton announced Monday that he is joining the 2008 presidential race, saying he "could no longer resist the urge." ... Clinton also noted that, if elected, the timing would be perfect for his family, as his wife has recently expressed a desire to move back to the D.C. area.

Fred Thompson has withdrawn from the presidential race. What's funny is he polled better than either Giuliani or Paul, suggesting that what little sense Thompson had still far outstripped the other two.

The Oscar nominations are out. I can't wait for the press conference to announce the winners on February 24th.

I've just spent a few minutes putting together a little countdown clock for my blog. (Credit goes to Kris van der Mast for the code sample.) What does it do? Well, it's driving the Dubya Clock and Other Countdown tools on the nav bar to the right.

You know what that means? Only one year—just 366 days—until the worst president we've ever had leaves office. I'll be raising a glass to that later today. You should too.