Well, we didn't win a Pulitzer ... again.

This week Kendrick Lamar was awarded the Pulitzer Prize for Music. DAMN. If you buy it at Walmart, the album’s name has been changed to DANG.

It is the first time any musical artist outside the genres of Jazz or Classical has won this highly prestigious, though often controversial award.  In 1990, Poison’s Un-skinny Bop narrowly lost the Prize for Music to Mel Powell's “Duplicates: A concerto for two pianos and orchestra” — in a still hotly disputed selection.

Full disclosure: our organization has an adversarial relationship with the Pulitzer Committeebased largely on their continued refusal to recognize blog entries related to social alcohol consumption as a viable and distinctive art form. That’s bullshit, man.

Also, current Pulitzer Committeeman and Washington Post Editorial Writer, Eugene Robinson, is not exactly our biggest fan. I don’t want to get into it. Let's just say, he used to be a FADA regular and now he’s not. Officially, it was his decision, not ours. But he knows what he did, OK?

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Join us to pour one out for Barbara Bush.  After hours of trying, we could not think of a more touching and poetic memoriam for the former First Lady (and First Mom) than Roger Stone.

“Barbara Bush was a nasty drunk. When it came to drinking she made Betty Ford look like Carrie Nation #blottoBabs,” Stone wrote, hours after the former first lady's death. “Barbara Bush drank so much booze, if they cremated her … her body would burn for three days … May she rest in peace.”

That guy’s all class.