A military analyst does some quick math -- What do the numbers reveal?

"If baseball is a metaphor for life, then responsibility is its first cousin simile." Or something.

Tim Blair has noticed a common and disturbing theme.

I'm not surprised. I've known one or two of that ilk in my time...

No! Really? I'm shocked...

It's a fine line between casual Friday and extremely slovenly Saturday...

It may appear that owning 58 of them is a somewhat excessive display of your second amendment rights, but the case against seems a bit shaky.

My prediction? Time served and 100 hours of community service.

What the Not My Fault daughter will be getting for Christmas this year: sushi pillows!

It's the Friday babe-on-the-page!

And yes, that does appear to be a rather large caliber semi-automatic firearm she's bearing as a demonstration of her second amendment rights.

Say, here's a novel idea for what to do when a schoolroom is invaded by an armed, insane person: fight back.

Really, fight back.

Well don't just sit there, fight back!

This seems right to me...

So does this.

And this is starting to feel inevitable.

Is it just me, or is Alec Baldwin the biggest jackass on the planet?

At this tournament for the weekend with the Not My Fault daughter, in the surprisingly delightful city/town of Portsmouth, New Hampshire.

Not sure why, but I'm still thinking about where the second amendment intersects with public education. And evidently, I'm not the only one.

More here...

And even more here, on protecting the gift...

Here's the latest Carnival of Education.

And here's the most recent Carnival of Homeschooling. So you can, you know, stay one step ahead.

And if more educators and school boards were willing to do this, we'd have a whole lot less of this.

Oh my...

5,000 years of Middle East history displayed in 90 seconds. And guess what? It's completely accurate.

I watched the Not My Fault daughter watching this and it was like watching a fog lift to be replaced with an instant clarity. Amazing.

It's been nearly a month since Steve Irwin, Croc Hunter died tragically. I had intended to post some cautionary comments about how there are only so many times you can go nose to nose with crocodiles and venomous snakes before your luck runs out. I've said variations of this several times before and I'll probably say it again: whenever you dabble in wild animal environments and eco-systems, you relinquish almost all control. Irwin was a likeable man with his heart in the right place, and he didn't deserve his tragic end.

I'm glad I didn't comment at the time, because Mark Steyn has just published the finest and most comprehensive post mortem of Irwin I've seen yet.

Peter, Bjorn & John - Young Folks

Fun song, fun video. Be careful, though. Two listens and you'll be whistling this tune all day.