Gimme Shalt-er

Looks like somebody's looking for a way to stave off God's wrath this hurricane season.

TPM: Louisiana House Green-Lights Ten Commandments Monument at Capitol/6.8.11

The bill will now go to Bobby Jindal, who will, I assume, sign it with one of his blue Vishnuian arms while the other three multitask.

Anne Boilin'

Last night, in keeping with Easter weekend tradition, I set aside five-and-a-half hours and watched ABC's showing of the most epic B-movie ever made: Cecil B. DeMille's The Ten Commandments.

Even after all these years, the terrible dialog, the overacting, the non-Jews playing Jews, HESTON! -- it's all just overwhelmingly awesome.

But as I've said here once before, nothing -- and I mean nothing -- gives me more reason to watch each year than the chance to bite my fist with unquenchable lust every time Anne Baxter appears on-screen as Nefretiri. She was seriously raw sex personified in that role, and my early boyhood crush on her likely set the stage for a 30-some-odd-year addiction to vengeful, duplicitous, treacherous, cuckolding -- but smokin' hot -- women.

Here's to you, my queen.