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Friday, June 04, 2004MSNBC reports: More than a year before 9/11, a Pakistani-British man told the FBI an incredible tale: that he had been trained by bin Laden’s followers to hijack airplanes and was now in America to carry out an attack. The FBI questioned him for weeks, but then let him go home, and never followed up... Khan remains surprised that, to this day, the FBI, CIA and Scotland Yard have never asked for his help in identifying the street address of the Lahore safe house where he and dozens of other men were trained. He says he saw some identifying signs and might be able to locate it today. “I just surprised because [they] never come back to ask some more things," he said. "[The FBI] believed me, but maybe not seriously.” I wonder when Bob Kerrey is going to start badgering Sandy Berger and Louis Freeh and all the other Clinton Administration officials about FBI-observed patterns of suspicious activity and swatting the fly and stuff. Oh, wait: they aren't war-mongering Republicans, so it must have been an honest mistake. My bad. posted by Nate on 12:07 AM link Wednesday, June 02, 2004
The Pistons are in the NBA Finals, due to an attacking defensive style as grueling as the pace my third grade colleagues and I set in the computer game Oregon Trail. Since Shaq doesn't exactly live on the Bare Bones rations, I guess Detroit will have the edge in the Finals. As long as Ben Wallace doesn't get malaria and Rip Hamilton isn't bitten by a snake, that is. Oh, and Larry Brown had better shoot a shitload of squirrels for the pregame meal. CNN/Sports Illustrated/Conglomo/"We Own You" writer Jack McCallum says "the Pistons never back down. If Detroit was a boxer, it'd be Chuck Wepner." Yo, Adrian, you bass ad futhermockers. Yo, Adrian, indeed. posted by Nate on 10:57 AM link Monday, May 31, 2004My swank-ass pimpmobile '92 Ford Taurus hit 150,000 miles today. It's a fricking classic hotrod, or something. I've lovingly restored it to cherry condition and stuff. If by "cherry condition" you mean "the brake light no longer comes on every time I drive it," that is. I celebrated by gunning it up to 78 MPH on the freeway while blasting ZZ Top's "Sharp Dressed Man." Not that I don't do that on a daily basis, but still, to quote Rick James, "It's a celebration, bitches!!!" Sure my car is less Monster Garage and more "before" MTV's Pimp My Ride, but hell, it's paid for. Who cares whether or not I have a Hemi, as long as I have the cash money to waste seeing stupid thing like REO Speedwagon live in concert. "I'm gonna keep on loving you! Cause it's the only thing I wanna do! I don't wanna sleep; I just wanna keep on loving you!" Love the 1980's cheese. Bitches, come have sex with Charlie Murphy. posted by Nate on 11:14 PM link
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