Snappy Casual - The Alumni Lounge

The Dinner photos are officially here.

Joel Achenbach dedicates several pages in this Sunday's Washington Post Magazine to his cover story on global warming skeptics and their merry war against alarmism. I have no doubt that the Post's ombudsman will be receiving mountains of correspondence taking the paper to task for photoshopping out the horns in all the photos.

It's a popular read - Technorati already counts 49 inbound links as of today.

The Al Gore CO2 parody makes it up on Instapundit.

Office Space parody, co-starring 3, 159 and 281:




Silence of the Lambs parody, featuring 227 and 295 with a brief appearance by 159:

Wonkette does the annual dinner: Part I and Part II, both with fine photos.

Today was the CO2 ad launch at the National Press Club. Sheer awesomeness was witnessed by the DC press corps. A short Flickr series is here.

The ads are here.

Thanks to to 285 for all of his hard work. Other notable winners include 10, 45, and 182.

A few select shots:


The team has a few laughs before the big event



Watching the ads



A pensive yet attendant audience

Special agents 303 and 159 made it down to the Mall on Friday afternoon for the federal bureaucrat love-in. The snark-tastic photo essay is over at Bureaucrash.

Selected additions below:



No, it's not a scene from Red Dawn, it's a celebration of military technology and the powers of barbed-wire fences to keep the citizenry in its place.




Now we know what's keeping our boys in Iraq going strong - government issued crack (on the left, with nutritutional information, no less). Crack - it's not just for Maxine Waters' constituents anymore.




You're never too young to learn how to mow down an advancing line of tote-bag clutching tourists.




The Army National Guard represents, proving once again that it is, in fact, all about the Benjamins.




Navy divers are less ambitious, prefering their rewards to be delivered in beer form. Grease pencil caption on the glass reads "Please Don't Feed the Divers...Divers Will Work for Beer." Now what kind of message is that to be sending to our children?




This was in the Special Forces tent where we learned that the ultimate warrior needs the ultimate...golf cart. Pimp my ride, Sarge.




Giggling teens with rocket pops are hell-bent on taking down the President, and they've got the placards to prove it.




Even psychological warfare experts can spare a moment to flash a devilish grin at the camera.

Photos from the AFF roundtable on pork in the federal budget are here.

Tim (a/k/a 281) looks like he could use a drink.

If there's a table with wine and guacamole, it has to be an AFF event.

Attendees Kirb their enthusiasm.



And look who showed up: Matt Dailey, Evans Pierre, Tim, Ivan, and - is that Dave Weigel in the black? If there were any more usual suspects, this event would have been directed by Bryan Singer.

Mr. Alarm wants to make sure everyone knows he was at this party along with with "Washington, D.C.’s brightest young conservatives: rising government stars, journalists, intellectuals and other overachievers." It seems some people are just cooler than the rest of us.