We like to get a little looser on the weekends here at The Blue Voice, and I've run into a couple of very loose items recently in my internet wanderings. I'm only going to link you to Mark Morford's My Secret IMs With 'The Cowboy' - In the wake of the Foley sex scandal, Mark Morford reveals his chat with a "special" GOP friend, and you can decide whether to read it or not. I'm almost embarrassed to say that I found it funny. But I often feel that way about Mark. He's so outrageous and apparently completely unfettered by either editorial or personal restraints, he travels where the rest of us only go with our closest friends or absolutely alone.

The other item that I've been contemplating passing along (pun intended), and have now decided that it's a yes, is Timothy Noah's delicious essay from Slate, Bush's Fart-Joke Legacy; It Didn't Start with Dubya. While I'm less than thrilled to know that the Leader of the Free World still enjoys the sort of amusement that my stepsons abandoned somewhere towards the end of their high-school years (or perhaps not, I don't really know, do I? - maybe at that point it just was confined to locker rooms and bachelor parties, and I was no longer subjected to it at the dinner table), this is a very funny piece of writing.