Believe it or not, the below is what initially shows up in your results when you do a general Google web search of Hillary Clinton:

I nearly spit my water out when I saw it – it’s so funny!! It’s also amazing and slightly ludicrous that these would be the first three images that pop up for her search. Thinking that there must’ve been a mistake, I closed the browser and replicated my search, to the same results. I then googled Obama and Edwards and they actually don’t have any image results, just general web URL links.

Someone at Google must hate Hillary.

Btw, I don’t google Hillary Clinton at random for fun. Evidently presidential campaigns are targeting voters at the grassroots level – ie those who can’t afford expensive fundraisers – through cheapy events that cost ~$20 or so. And evidently she’s coming to SF via her Club 44, tentatively slated for Sept 30. I want to go but am still looking for more info.

And as one article leads to another, I found this related piece about Club 44. I hate to bore any of you with political stuff but I’m amused:

- Barack Obama’s targeted youth event was “the unfortunately named ‘Generation B.O.’ ” And to add unfortunates on unfortunates, it was held at a DC club, which was shut down because someone was shot and killed. Good one.

- Clinton’s event featured comedian Caroline Rhea, host of a show called “The Biggest Loser,” and singer Kenny “Babyface” Edmonds who recorded the 2005 single “Sorry for the Stupid Things.”

God bless the Post. They take the funniest journalistic angles sometimes. I love it.

I love the news. In particular, I love the idiosyncratic blips of humor that can be found in otherwise serious and established news publications.

First, we’ll start with my favorite…NPR’s podcast, Wait Wait…Don’t Tell Me. Highly educational; highly entertaining. When the grand prize is the voice of reporter Carl Kassel on your home answering machine, you know it’s bound to be a good time.

Then we have The Lede, a New York Times blog. It features one reader’s comment in response to any given article and does a great job at selecting a really funny one. Today’s is in response to a piece detailing FEMA’s superfluous ordering of ice for the Hurricane Katrina disaster: “Why not ship it up to where the glaciers are receding?” Teeheehee.

The Washington Post is also consistently random and silly when you don’t expect it. Par example, Robin Gihvan wrote about Hillary Clinton’s cleavage last Friday. See “Hillary Clinton’s Tentative Dip Into New Neckline Territory.” Yes, we are talking about her cleavage (I have to add though, that I disagree with Gihvan’s criticisms of Clinton). There was also this hilarious video narrated by some Post reporter (can’t find the link right now) of the Democrat’s overnight cloture stunt last week. He did the coverage in his PJs. The Post’s Sunday Style Invitational is always amusing as well.

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As I was trying to find that video though, I came across what we will now call Your Random Fact of the Day: Dick Cheney was technically president for 2 hours and 5 minutes today. President Bush underwent surgery to remove some non-cancerous polyps from his colon and invoked the 25th to temporarily transfer powers over to our veep. How ironic, given that Cheney claimed not to be a part of the executive branch a few weeks back.

This very well may be politics week. You’ll have to forgive me because I’m currently in DC through the wkend.

This is my current gchat away message, but I really have no idea who bothers to read this blog (which is probably why I repeat myself infinitely…I only have so many stories to tell ) On YouTube:

“Obama Girl vs Giuliani Girl”

Barak’s gal is much hotter than Rudy’s. Love the comment at the bottom: “This is why you shouldn’t let people under age 30 vote…” hehe

The precursor was “I Got a Crush on Obama.”

Backstory here.

Indeed, Tweezerman just launched his bid for the 2008 Democratic presidential race.

Real name: Dal LaMagna. Former life: started Tweezerman Co. Previous political experience: once handed out tweezers inscribed with, “Tweezerman for Congress.”

I’m always amused by the long shots that run for political office. I remember an exotic dancer named Starlight (or something similar) running for some position here in San Francisco.  Definitely brings some appreciated humor to a process that may be quite dry.