Jimmy B‘s Mom had a “small” heart attack. I just want to let Jimmy know that we’re all pulling for him. I have a question though. If a person is doing something that resembles prayer, but that individual doesn’t think there’s anyone on the other end of the line, is it actually prayer? Kind of like yammering away on the phone, but you haven’t actually called anyone. Are you talking on the phone?

If a tree falls in the woods and there’s no hippie there to hug it, Is it still George Bush’s fault? Of course it is. That analogy doesn’t fit.

Just trying to lighten the mood. I’m pulling for you, Jimmy. Perhaps even praying, or at least “praying.”

If you’re not offended by what I have written, then you should be offended by how poorly I have written it.

Ok, perhaps that wasn’t particularly important, but it is Thursday, and that means carnivals.

Doctor Phat Tony’s hosts the Carnival of Comedy #48, Border Patrol edition.

The Skwib has the Carnival of Satire #27.

At some point today will be the Carnival of Bauer #5, at Blogs4Bauer.

Wizbang and Stop the ACLU report on the release of Journalist Jill Carroll. This comes just about a week after the rescue of three other hostages.

Yup. Nothing but grim milestones and bad news out of Iraq. Right?