December 31, 2006

Memoirs, cartoons, rotting fish, peevish men...

It's Audible Althouse, #76.

Indie Coffee

On New Year's Eve, and I'm reviewing the year in the life of the blog and trying to explain what the Althousian blogging really is. It's not the political/law/academic blogging those bloggers who like to take shots at me do. Oh, no! It's something else. Do you get it? Dear reader, I think you do.

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And Happy New Year, everyone. I'm waiting out the end of the year 6, looking for the year 7, in my red shoes:

Indie Coffee

Oh, I used to be disgusted, and now I try to be amused.

14 comments:

GPE said...

Is it an optical delusion or is that table top tipping away from you? Lunch on the Möbius strip, perhaps.

(No, I haven't stated drinking yet.)

Ron said...

Red shoes...but with the black lacings, and green socks it looks like Brothers Grimm Althouse! Good coin profile picture!

bill said...

To paraphrase Fozzy Bear: Don't explain. Do.

Anonymous said...

Are they playing Elvis Costello in the coffeeshop?

Arthur said...

Isn't it "but" now I try to be amused?

PWS said...

Are you an angel?

Simon said...

Happy new year, Ann. :)

Joe said...

Why doesn't anyone play auld lang syne anymore? Happy New Year.

Eric said...

The angels want to wear your red shoes?

Happy New Year, Ann.

David said...

Strappy and Sassy!

OOOHHH OOWWW!

Mark Daniels said...

"Okay, Ann" said the good coffee house witch, "click your heels three times and repeat after me, 'There's no place like home. There's no place like home.'"

Happy new year.

hdhouse said...

i take it all back ann. you are sexy.

Ruth Anne Adams said...

After hearing that podcast, I believe you should be named "Bodily Fluids Blogress Diva of the Millennium." But that might smell a little fishy.

Anonymous said...

Those shoes are pink.

The fact should satisfy your socialist critics. For a minute.

Trey