The Rude Pundit's 8th Anniversary Blatant Cash Plea Continues:
Oh, man. On Wednesday, this blog turns 8 years old. Eight years of more fellatio and ass reaming, with occasional forays into cunnilingus and ol'-fashioned missionary position, than you can shake a stick at, should you be into stick-shaking.

So the Rude Pundit's lookin' to upgrade the laptop to one of those fancy new thingamajigs with a bigger screen and stuff. And maybe a bottle or two of good whiskey, the lube that keeps the rude gears running. Thus, the every-once-in-a-while fundraiser that's occurring this week.

So toss some spare change into the PayPal bowl or click on the button over there on the side. But remember the cardinal rule: only if you won't suffer from starvation or dehydration for doing it.

Oh, and if you think paying money for something you don't even get the joy of stealing is dumb, buy The Rude Pundit's Almanack. It's filled with stuff you can't find on the blog, including poems, stories, and artwork that'll sear your very soul. You can get it from OR Books or Amazon. No, the Rude Pundit won't directly get your cash, but, hey, let's do it to piss off Glenn Beck.

Also, it being an anniversary, the Rude Pundit is taking questions from readers. Ask whatever you want. He'll answer whatever he wants. What do you wanna know? Favorite movies? Favorite Republicans? Favorite brand of tequila? Send it to rudepundit_at_yahoo.com.

And here's an anniversary treat: Since some of you have asked just what the hell else the Rude Pundit has written, here's an entirely true (and non-political) story from about a decade ago. It's called "A Rapist," and it was published by Andrei Codrescu's online journal.