Baby-faced 16-year-old Eric Kurn climbed onto the comedy club stage, gave the packed room a look of wide-eyed cluelessness and launched into his deadpan bit: "I think it's time I had a girlfriend. ... There's just one little problem. None of the girls I know think it's time I had a girlfriend."
Now we can get serious about November. Gone, if Mitt Romney intends to apply sufficient pressure, are the silly and irrelevant sound-bite wars. No more “Romneyhood,” the bon mot the president is so proud of. Likewise, Mr. Romney can retire “Obamaloney” to the same schoolyard.
Clad in a plaid jacket that could have come out of Rodney Dangerfield's wardrobe in "Caddyshack," Bill Murray clashed with traditional Cannes fashion but made the most of the film festival in every other way.
Like Rodney Dangerfield, Arlen Specter gets no respect. The former Pennsylvania senator penned an opinion piece calling on Con- gress to intervene to save football. The NFL owners have locked out the players. The football season may be in jeopardy. Something must be done.
A critical part of Vincent C. Grays job as mayor is to effectively market and promote the District and to bring home more than just the bacon, and yesterday he announced that he will lay the groundwork for doing precisely that next week.
The national discourse on race continues to barrel forward a week after Andrew Breitbart brought global attention to video footage of former Agriculture Department official Shirley Sherrod appearing to make a racist remark at an NAACP event. Now for part two — the legal implications.
Something's bustin' out all over for George W. Bush, and it ain't June. The president is excused if he's beginning to think he's Rodney Dangerfield. Except in Albania, he just don't get no respect.