You Danes like you some Rasmussen’s.

“I’m the third Rasmussen in a row to hold this office. There was a difference between one and two. And you will be able to see a difference between two and three,” said Løkke.

The difference? Number two makes me want to turn gay, and number three makes me wonder if I left that Excel spreadsheet on my desktop or in my applications folder.

Check out the latest at The Copenhagen Post online.

There she is (waaay up top), Lady Liberty perched atop loads o’ limestone. My son claims this is probably the most important building in the world!

AHHHH! It’s him. In the immortal words of Naked Eyes, “There is always something there to remind me.”

Some guy……literally. Apparently the folks at the capitol have no clue as to the identity of this fellow, as evidenced by the plaque under his painting—

a clear indicator that this guy was a serious underachiever. “Render a decision, are you shitting me? I didn’t get where I am to save the world. I came for the interns!”

The unfortunate aftermath of Jabba the Hut’s brief stint as governor of Texas. My son stands crying tears of joy on the site where one fortunate child was rescued by Lando Calrissian and transported back to Cloud City to be released from her carbonite prison. Unfortunately, it is rumored she recently fell through the trash shoot while reenacting Luke’s heroic escape and is now working at a Krispy Kreme in the Degoba System.