Thanks for all your good wishes, folks it means a lot.

Nan's funeral is on Tuesday; I'll probably be more regular after that.

In the meantime have a reason why president BarryO is awesome, and one why our stupid government is not.

Mat and I were walking with the doggies to pick the small person up from her dad's when we heard SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECRUMP. There was one of those moments of synchronicity that we have: we turned to each other and each tried to pass the other the lead we were holding, then we shrugged and took the doggies, and ran to help.

We were first on the scene, so I got my phone out and dialled 999. There was a very nice scottish gentleman who asked me which service, and then I got passed to a lady at Wakefield. I was still describing to her what was happening when the police got there, which was very impressive. There were two cars, one either side of the road, and the driver of the one that appeared undamaged was helping the driver of the one that had demolished the electricity sub station that Dougie Blackhall crashed into a while back out of her car. The police lady went to help the drivers and the policeman approached us to find out what we had witnessed.

When we explained to the policeman that we hadn't seen what happened, only heard, he let us go, and we went and picked Small Person up. Five minutes later we were walking back and the ambulance had arrived for the driver of the second car. I spoke to the policeman again and he said she was going to be OK, she was just shaken up.

All in all, I'm very impressed with the speed and professionalism of the emergency services. Also quite impressed with the way the crumple zones on the car had worked to protect the driver.

Also also, quite proud of Mister Mat, whose first instinct was not to run away, or to gawp, but to help.

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Quote of the day, from mooism:

He has ceased to rule! His term has expired! Bereft of power, he rests in Texas! His actions are now history! He’s left the White House, started on his memoirs and joined the international lecture circuit! He is an ex-president!

As ramtops says: Please read No2ID's latest newsletter, and then use writetothem.com to write to your MP about it. The icon for this post is aimed at the government for this.

Mitch Benn's daughter? Sounds exactly like my Small Person was with computers at that age. Small Person never ordered anything off ebay, or poured drink over the machine, but she DID print out SHITLOADS of colouring pages etc. If I were Mitch I would buy several reams of paper and an industrial sized printer cartridge or several...

Thanks to our new furniture, we are able to lounge comfortably in the living room and watch telleh. We therefore spent this evening being proper old fashioned couch potatoes (much Clarksonness was viewed), and now I have eleventy billion emails and a shedload of stuff to backread and it's 2 am and I am still grumpy as all hell (yay insomnia, and hangovers, and lack of holiday when I should be on holiday, and people PISSING ME OFF and other such gloriousnesses), and frankly? I can't be arsed.

Sorry.

However. If you stick around till tomorrow I'll have a dead thrilling EXCLUSIVE for you. No really, a proper one. It'll be up before I go to work tomorrow.

No, I don't know who the new Doctor Who is, it's not that exciting. Although I bet you lot'll know by the time I post... While you are waiting, you could fill out the poll on my lovely fiancé's journal?

... that I have just watched the most sensitive and informed treatment of abusive relationships I have ever seen on British television, and it was in Wallace and Grommit?

Fluffles was the archetypal battered partner, and Paella the archetypal abuser. It was harrowing, and it was triggery as hell, and I only wish that kind of dramatisation was more common, and then there wouldn't be half-arsed ill-informed bollocks typed like most of the comments on this entry.

Ironically, given that this entry was prompted by a children's programme, I think we need to grow up.

We need to stop pretending that domestic violence doesn't happen. That our next door neighbour is just a bit quiet or the house down the street from which the shouting and screaming always comes is both partners being equals in a slanging match... Domestic violence happens because we let it. Because when a friend stops contacting us, we don't worry about it, shrug, and move on, instead of wondering if they have come under the influence of an abuser. Because when a work colleague turns up with bruises and says they fell down the stairs, we believe them, even when they jump at shadows and rock themselves when they think no-one is looking.

Abuse is not some bogeyman in every home or anything like that, but I bet you a tenner you know someone who has suffered from it. Probably several people. Do you know who they are? Would you notice? I hope so.

I'll get off my hobby horse now, shall I?

... and didn't even turn on the PC when I got into the house. I therefore have a bit of catching up to do.

1. RIP Bettie Page :(
2. PPC has asked for further details on what will be involved in being interviewed for LC - although she may, of course, scream and run away upon reading the details, this is not an outright "no" and thus I am happy
3. Andrew Lawston is the luckiest fanboy on earth. pmoodie, you will die, DIE of jealousy.
4. Fabulous entry about how to code for the various types of marriage which ought to be allowed.

I think that's all the important bits.

I've backread to skip=175 and not got back to where I was, so if I missed anything important - births, marriages, deaths, etc - do let me know.

- Happy Thanksgiving, Americans!
- ginasketch: you may be interested in this.
- rumours that the next Doctor might be *gasp* black have led lizbee to create a Racism in Who Fandom Bingo Card.
- minnesattva talks about "sociosexuality". There's a quiz, which I shall take later.

And I'm going to be late for work again...

Work awful. Feel terrible for Liz, who will have worked from 9 am till 1 am without a break by the end of today, thanks to three of the four staff who were supposed to be working today not actually working today. Oh yeah, guess who number four was?

And a huge bunch of lads came in at one minute to my finishing time and spent so long getting their arses in gear that I actually finished at 12 minutes PAST my finishing time.

Lager drinkers, as if I need say. One of whom kicked up a fuss about getting his wife-beater Stella in a Stella chalice glass (you know, the ones InBev insist we use) because It's a fuckin' pouf's glass, this! I'm not drinking from a girly glass like this!

Wankers, one and all.

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Have seen the Children in Need Doctor Who thing. As it's clearly a remake of ( SPOILER! ) except with added ( SPOILER! ) and all the ( SPOILER! ) surgically removed, I can see me being as pissed off with it as I have been with all the other Rusty-era Christmas specials. Roll on The Grand Moff, I say. Sure, he might be a misogynistic old twat, but he can't be more annoying than Rusty, can he? Can he?

I think the thing that annoys me the most about Rusty-era Who is that you can SEE that the talent's there, and sometimes a chink of it shines through, but mostly he obstinately refuses to use it and goes for the cheap crack every bloody time... Wanker.

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Christian Voice are also wankers, or rather, A Wanker, but we knew this, right? Just... GAH! I can't even be bothered.

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Definitely not wankers, though, are the people behind DWM, for this cover. SQUEEEEEEEE! Also, and you won't hear me say this often, HURRAH FOR THE HMRC! For lo, those of us who buy BPAL (and, you know, other stuff from the US/elsewhere) are less likely to be hit with stupid whopping great import duty bills now!

While my personal opinion is that it's daft to insist that girls need female role models - why can't girls aspire to be like David Attenborough, or Brian May, or Clement Atlee? - I do recognise the fact that having women to aspire to emulate is a good thing. Watching my little one grow up is a lesson in how this works. Obviously, with me being a sci-fi geek, there's been a certain sci-finess to a lot of the entertainment media we consume together.

So we watch Star Trek (and she adores Captain Janeway) and we watch both old and new Who (she loves Ace). At the moment, she is really, REALLY into The Sarah-Jane Adventures. I love Sarah-Jane Adventures. It has great, well-rounded characters, and retells classic sci-fi tales in a new and relevant way. But most of all, it has a positive, strong, capable female lead. A woman who is resourceful, intelligent AND beautiful, and who has reserves of emotional strength which are shown as both natural and necessary. Sarah-Jane Smith is a great role model.

I bring this up because conversation in the politisphere has once more turned to the lack of diversity in Westminster. As far as women's rights are concerned, it is well known that my view is that Evan Harris represents my views far better than Nadine Dorries, and just because a person shares genitals with me does not mean that they will share life experience or views with me. Still, there is a place for the idea that lots of people think of doing jobs that are "for people like me", and thus the white male domination of Westminster carries on by inertia.

What worries me is that rather than changing the system, to make it more female-friendly, we try to change the women, to make them more Westminster-friendly. Jo Crispy-Strips has examined this in detail before - women who are selected to be candidates in the two major parties get a makeover, and all parties do women-specific training - telling us how to appear, what to say and how to say it to appeal to the selectorate and the electorate.

If we genuinely want parliament to be more representative, we need to allow women (and men, for that matter) to be themselves, and should not expect them to apologise for it. What is wrong with a home secretary who has the balls to show a bit of cleavage? Why must female MPs embrace shoulderpads and Jimmy Choos? Why is John Prescott's accent something to comment on? We'll know we have a truly representative democracy not just when we have more female MPs (or, for that matter, black and Asian ones), but when it's not unimaginable for an MP to have an eyebrow piercing, or green hair, or New Rock boots. We'll know we have a representative democracy when people are not frantically trying to lose their native accents to become more acceptable.

We'll know we have a representative democracy when candidates are assessed on the quality of their brains, not their wardrobes, their upbringing, their sex lives, or any of the other superficial stuff that we are all guilty of obsessing over.

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In other news, I am actually wavering about breaking my embargo on ITV and watching I'm a Nonentity this year. Not only lovely lovely Brian, but Awesome George? Oh my! Is it too much to hope for that Kilroy-Silk suffers the most? I might actually have to watch...

We've had a power cut here, so this morning's entry is a litle rushed.

• Happy Birthday strangefrontier
• Liberal drinks last night was slightly lower attendance than last time, but still fun. Was nice to spend some time with Hywel Morgan.
• Happy Blog Ressurection to Jon Ball, syndicated at jonball_feed. You need to mess about with your settings though, hon. all that's coming through on the RSS feed is a url, which is annoying. The point of RSS is that people don't have to click through to your blog to read what the entry is about. People won't bother clicking a bare url.
• On Liberty Now has a very amusing and realistic mock-up Daily Fail front page.
• For ginasketch:
  
  
• Chicky Yog has the best post I have seen on Hazel Blear's recent speech.
• The Daily Kos has an interesting idea for a tit-for-tat measure against those who favour prop 8.
• Zombie Darwin talks about the differences in science funding between the US and the UK

Right, work time! And then when I come home, press release writing time again...

OK, so some of this stuff was posted BEFORE I was drunk, but that's no excuse!

Felicity Lawrence has a scary food thing in the Grauniad that got me all steamed up before I went out, but since I have now had PIE and BEER it seems less important. I'm sure it will regain import in the morning.

For Charlotte: Palin-ky and McCain. AWESOME picture of the republican ticket as cartoon characters.

Dave Godfrey did Gina's book meme, and did SKIENCE! And I have actually read one of them! YAY!

Alix Mortimer posted something very witty and observant about David Cameron, but because I like Clarkson, it actually makes me like Cameron a bit more. This are bad, right?

Like =/= would vote for, btw, in the case of Cameron OR Clkarkson. But, you know, maybe someone ought to give Dave a tellybox show. And not the keys to number 10.

Via moviegrrl, this vid is very American-centric (as one would expect), but I think it applies in any representative democracy. Do take five minutes and watch it:

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pmoodie thinks that life is like a squirrel trying to cross the road. I like Moodie. Not only is he a talented artist, but he's a very thoughtful and intelligent man, and a good friend.

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There is potential for the MTV music awards to become the world's biggest Rickroll. Rick is in the Best Act Ever category. Vote early, vote often, and together, we can Rickroll the whole of Europe!

Via yuxonomei: replica ancient roman seige weapon, one careful owner, requires slight attention. A snip at £25,000. Me, I'd rather have a trebuchet. Flinging dead cows (or, indeed, flaming pianos and cars) at stuff is much more my style ;)

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Via Lynne Featherstone, the thing I have spent most of the morning playing about on is Yoosk. I've asked a question of George Osborne, but mostly I have been doing the very childish thing of going through all the politicians and marking them on things like honesty and clarity... And putting "good answer" and "bad answer" on lots of them too ;)

* resists the urge to ask Vince things like Why are you so awesome? and How does it feel to have cross-party fangirls? *

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I finally got around to joining the Lib Dem Voice members only forum, and now I feel dirty. I truly believe that politics should be conducted as openly and transparently as possible. I believe that politics is actively harmed by the terror of media misrepresentation that makes us hide ourselves, and that the media is given a huge amount of power it does not deserve by us continuing to fear it. I recognise that there are people who won't say stuff in public that they'll say in private, but I don't understand why the big push at LDV is for those of us who believe in openness and transparency to be more opaque and join the smoky den, rather than to coax the smoky den folks out into the light of day?

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For the geeks, my lovely fiancé has momentous and thrilling news!

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For the Lib Dem activists: The honourable Lady Mark Valladares is running for re-election to English Candidates Committee. I urge you all to vote for him: his manifesto is something I can support in its entirety. And, for the record, I was typing this before I saw this.

* is roughly the colour of a good Shiraz, she's blushing so hard *

I also ought to say that the reason I don't have a blogroll is that the level of account theyorkshergob has on LJ only allows for a links list of ten, and there's no way I could narrow it down to just ten; not without editing it daily, and I'm far too lazy for that. I could just put it in the sidebar, but that's cluttered enough already. So I have taken the coward's exit. However, if anyone is interested in looking at the blogs I read every day, or the blogs I read for the LC netcast, you can click those links and look at "Friends", "Communities" and "Feeds". Also, I tend to check blog networks on facebook at least once per day. Those three links list the blogs I consider worthy (and some of them are on all three lists). You can see why I don't want all that in my sidebar, can't you?

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Those of you in the Yorksher area: don't forget Liberal Drinks tomorrow! Taditional Yorksher Fare of pie and peas will be available; vegetarian pies are included.

Leader's Speech: barnstorming, although not without some tiny nits to pick (bloody "ordinary families").
Lunch with Hilary and Mat at the goat and Tricycle: delicious.
Lounging on the beach with Jon and Mat all afternoon while the exodus occurred: great fun. Especially attempting to bury Jon in the sand, although there is a LOT of Jon and not enough sand within reach and I couldn't be bothered standing up...
Nick Robinson's analysis of Nick Clegg's speech: incomprehensibly bad, and contained some downright lies - people yelling out "HURRAH" are not politely bemused IMHO.
Me: knackered, and giving the computer over to Mat.

Yes, yes, I know I owe you posts. We have nothing to do really till Friday night now. They're coming.

Have just been to the stewards' reception with Charles Kennedy. It was nice to be about two metres away from Chuckie K as he told us all what a fantastic job we'd been doing, even if we are, at this point, too poor to afford a drink to toast him with (lunch today left us with a total of three quid). Paddy Ashdown was also kicking about and Andrew Neil was filming stuff. I chickened out of thrusting an I'm 4 Ros badge at Andrew Neil because I am a colossal chicken; even if Matt from politics.co.uk reckons he saw him in an Ipik Opik badge earlier... It is very gladdening that he keeps smiling at me though.

Anyway, this post is a shout going out to the Fringe Steward Massive:

Team Leader Tim, the Southern Fairy, who is insisting that I call him a cheeky cockney chappie in print;
Jean-Claude Van Dave, who was keeping a watchful eye on Andrew Neil as we left;
Jason, the serial chatter-up of hotel staff;
Rob, the floppy-haired youth from Cowley Street.

You guys have been awesome. You've made what could have been a very dull and annoying job into a huge barrel of laughs, and I appreciate that hugely. We've all got a bit frazzled over the past day or so, and it's pretty understandable given that there have been four (sometimes five) of us covering six hotels for four days and trying to juggle lots of balls with not enough hands and no proper methods of communication. We've had incredibly long hours and very few breaks, and it hasn't been all wine and roses, but I think we've had a pretty good laugh. So, you know, consider this a virtual team hug.

I clocked off this evening, collapsed on a sofa in the lobby next to the sexy-voiced James Graham, and chatted to various other people. Had very enjoyable hugs from djm4 and Daddy Alex. Was going to go to the DELGA social, but a complete lack of money made that somewhat pointless, so have come back to the hotel room with Mat instead.

Tomorrow I might get some more use out of my voting pass. There's no fringe, and therefore no fringe stewarding, so I'm going to go and actually do some stuff in the conference hall.

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I do want to say a little bit about the Adrian Sanders incident, although I suspect Mat will have more to say later. The count of party high-ups who have mentioned in my hearing words to the effect of Well, obviously, can't condone violence, but I'd actually like to shake Adrian by the hand for pushing the little oik into a bush has reached seven. Given that there was definitely a conversation between the two men before anything happened, and given that Mark has just released a report which is saying that Adrian will lose his seat to the Tories at the next election, I think it's safe to say that there was probably some provocation.

And you know, obviously, can't condone violence, but I'd actually like to shake Adrian by the hand for pushing the little oik into a bush.

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I haven't forgotten my promise to review the revue, or that I owe Nich a point-by-point. But I'm honestly just so knackered now that all I want to do is snuggle up with my Mat. Shall be blogging again later.

... for me at least. The lovely and impeccably feminist Welsh AM Peter Black and The Honourable Lady Mark seem to be having a slightly less fun day. I, on the other hand, have been doing a bit of door stewarding, a bit of wandering, did a very stringent security check on the sandwiches at Democracy Dragon's Den (they're pretty secure where they are now, let me tell you) which was fantastic fun, got a big grin on my face after being complemented by the utterly gorgeous and charming Mr Paddick again, and am currently lounging on my bed in the hotel while the floppy-haired youth mans the door of the Marriot.

Other stuff:

• There has been floated an utterly wicked and evil idea for the I'm 4 Ros campaign, which The Honourable Lady Mark said he couldn't possibly endorse (Mwahahahahahahahahaaa!). I must confess that Jason and I tried to implement it when we discovered the Segway round the back of the Marriot, alone and unguarded, but sadly the logistical problems were too huge (and we didn't want to be arrested).


• the Tories' Heteronormative Stripper Discount For Boys led to a discussion between myself and Daddies Richard and Alex about how we Liberals should go one better and have strippers to cater for all proclivities rather than just het men, which ended with Daddy Richard doing the most wickedly funny Vince Cable impression (I have discovered a new method of raising finance, and I now have enough money stuffed into my spangly jockstrap to buy Lehrman's bank!)


• Jon Ball running down the hill because he's late for an FCC meeting is ALMOST as funny as watching Lembit give Vince Segway lessons in front of the hotel.


• I hereby formally declare myself a simpering fangirl of Richard Reeves, chair of Demos, and Mill Geek extraordinare. Mainly because he had the same thought that I did about politicians in leotards.


• James Graham has the second deepest voice in the world (bettered only by the man in my icon ). Y'all know how I am with very deep voices. This is troubling, to say the least.


• You can always tell when Mary Reid is approaching because she smells DIVINE.


• The Indy thinks Lembit has the presidential campaign in the bag because of his celebrity status. And there are a lot of armchair members out there...

Oh, and one last thing? Congratulations to another deep-voiced lovely, George Takei, on his wedding! YAY! I hope he has many years of happiness with Brad, and that bigoted, idiotic people start getting over themselves about gay marriage soon. Honestly, why can't people just let each other enjoy relationships without moralising? [/obligatory liberalism]

I had a deputy for some of today, in the form of the very sweet floppy-haired eighteen year old intern from Cowley Street. He got very enthusiastic and even demanded ID from Vince Cable. Vince was very lovely about this. I didn't know whether to be proud or horrified, and managed to fall down somewhere between the two, and ended up looking like a total gimboid. I should have learned after the Scott Weiland incident that I am always going to end up looking like a complete pillock in front of people I admire...

I must also report, sadly, that I have been contaminated. I have been touched by the Hand of Dale. Well, technically, I shook hands with him. This is only going to add to the rumours going around conference that I am not actually all that gobby in real life (to quote a certain FCC bod). I am far too soft for my own good. Although I did also bitch about the price of his pamphlet, so it's not like I TOTALLY rolled over and simpered...

And speaking of the FCC, I seem to have developed an attraction for members of that august body; aside from the lovely Councillor Ball (whose dubious charms I am well used to by now) I have had exchanges with seven of them now, and nice long chats with two (Jeremy whom I definitely was not quoting above honest guv was particularly nice to talk to; possibly because he was clearly as knackered as I). I also went to my first ever conference debate in the main auditorium, which was rather cool. I know it's kind of old hat to everyone who has done this a zillion times before, but, you know...

The other main event of that day was the Campaign for Gender Balance auction, in which I failed utterly to win Drinks With Vince, despite an emergency cash injection from stephashley_fd (which was probably for the best, given the earlier incident) and nearly four grand was raised. I also failed rather miserably in my attempts to hand out I'm for Ros leaflets after the auction; mostly because everybody already IS for Ros, I think. I couldn't even get the Honourable Lady Mark to take one! Still, it's ironic that on a day when Lib Dems were (rather noisily) raising money to campaign for gender balance, the news breaks that the Tories get discounts on Lap-Dancing clubs. I hope the female Tory delegates are demanding commensurate discounts on male strippers for this sexist outrage.

People who have been lovely today include but are not limited to: Mary Reid, Brian Paddick (whose pictures do not do him justice and who has been wandering round oozing style and cheering me up immensely by doing so), Peter Black (again), Jeremy and Ian from the FCC, The Real Iain Dale (again), Jo Crispy-Strips, Lynne Featherstone, Ros and Mark (again again), Daddy Richard (who was carrying Millennium in his special blacked-out security bag), Daddy Alex (whose hugs and kiss were much appreciated), Jean-Claude Van Dave Croft, and Steph Ashley (whose babies I would happily have if there weren't severe biological problems with the idea).

In other news, I need a shower and the shower is only providing cold water. This is not good. My plan is to lie here in my own stench until the reek of me overwhelms the hotel staff into mending it, because I am actually too tired to move.

... And that someone is Nich Starling. Bless him. His article in the Total Politics Thirteen Quid Thin Pamphlet elicited many cries of "WHAT THE FUCK??!!" from me and hysterical laughter from one of Millennium's daddies. We particularly liked the bit about the Lib Dem Blogosphere being very "on message". LMAO!!! And Gavin Whenman, the sly bugger, got a free media pass by virtue of working for That Tory Blogger's Vanity Project. This means he got in for nothing without having to do huge long "voluntary" stewarding shifts. Sunny? Liberal Conspiracy needs to get it's arse in gear on this front next time.

The Campaign for Fluffy Justice didn't go as well as we'd hoped. Pink Dog and Linlithgow Lionel didn't show up; but the Real Iain Dale brought a lovely bear which has been donated for Shrubby. Still, there was much noisy support for the Real Lib Dem Blogger of the year, even from the actual winner.

Alix Mortimer got a much-deserved hat trick at the blog awards, and the other winners were Bad Science (YAY!), Peter Black (double YAY!) and the future Lib Dem Party President Baroness Ros Scott.

Other random stuff:

- lots of people are very lovely. This includes but is not limited to Steph Ashley, Alix Mortimer, Jo Crispy-Strips, Ros and Mark, The Real Iain Dale, Peter Black, Bridget who is running Ros's Presidential campaign, Helen Duffet, and both of Millennium's daddies.
- Gavin Whenman can be hilariously incapacitated by the sight of my (not massively impressive) decolletage.
- the pink bunny pizza place in bournemouth is rather cool.
- too much wine is not good
- Tanglefoot in boxes is worse.

Oh well, ought to go and do some work I guess.

Any of you wondering where today's is will have to wait a bit longer. Sunny has made a lot of alterations to the way the site runs, and one of these is that the Netcast is no longer a post in its own right, but edited into the news post. He has forgotten to give me editor privileges, so I can't do it, and I didn't discover this until I tried.. . I've saved the post as a draft and someone might get to it later, but I wouldn't hold your breath. In my experience neither of the people whom I know have editor privileges are online much, if at all, on a Sunday.

For those who are interested, here's what I would have posted, had I been able:

Peter Black AM reports on Gordon Brown's vandalism. Somebody give that man an ASBO!

Alas, a Blog! discusses the Olympics, and their impact on sexism/racism/ablism etc.

Brad Hicks knows why McCain picked Palin. Best post I have seen on this so far.

Moments of Clarity has a brilliant article about Faith Schools.

The Yorkshire Guidon is amused by Tory embarrassment with being Tory in Leeds.

And finally, Mark Pack has an amusing typo on Lib Dem voice (which the Greens among us might find slightly less amusing than me)

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In other news, lizbee is the overall winner of my blogotheyear awards. I shall make her a special shiny shiny graphic later.

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In other other news, I got a comment from That Tory Blogger on my post about whether I should add him on Facebook. I note that even in a tiny comment on an insignificant blog like mine he can't help but fib to make himself appear more important and popular. I also notice that he doesn't appear to be able to manage an open ID log in. Possibly because he doesn't want comment notifications... Oh well. At least I have afforded some small amusement with my antics, which is of course, the purpose of blogging.

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In other other other news, I have played about with my sidebar a lot this morning. Am now having wibbles about it being too big. Hopefully Ros will get elected as party president SOON and then I can delete that button... ;)

You have less than 24 hours to see if anyone other than Lizbee can win the Very Prestigious Blog of the Year Overall Winner thing. Even if we do the "votes for Debi count double because she won two categories" thing, Lizbee is still winning. Frankly, when she writes posts like this, I think she deserves to win. Still, I shall re-embed the poll, and then it's easier for you all to vote if you haven't already:

Poll #1247348 SB's Very Prestigious Blog of the Year Awards - Phase Three - The Overall Winner
This poll is closed.
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 120

The Overall Winner Should Be:

Also? strangefrontier is awesome. Witness.