I was introduced to the slogan “Keep Calm and Carry On” by Joe Scarborough, who began using this as his Twitter image after Alabama lost to LSU last November. Since it was red and white, I thought it was a Bama thing. The short documentary above tells the real story, and I like it better. Very well done. (HT: Abraham Piper)

Some of you may be wondering why I’ve been paying attention to this whole Rush Limbaugh dust-up. If you have been reading my blog for any amount of time, then you no doubt know why. I believe it is an urgent priority to sound the alarm about President Obama’s HHS mandate.

Most of us in Louisville heard the news yesterday about a 2-year old little girl who was found alone in the middle of a field after yesterday’s deadly tornadoes. No one knew who she was or where her family was until today, and it’s not good news. Here’s the report:

My good friend and former colleague Lawrence Smith had a close call with a tornado yesterday. He’s a reporter for our local Fox affiliate, and he and his camera man caught on video their near miss with one of the many tornados that strafed Southern Indiana on Friday. Chances are that you have already seen the raw footage (see above) because every news outlet in the country has been running it this evening. It is terrifying. Lawrence’s report on the evening news is below. I am grateful that you are okay, brother Lawrence. Great reporting!

The Wall Street Journal has an interesting piece on the progress of Google+ since the big roll-out last year. The bottom line is that it’s not doing very well. Google likes to boast that they’ve had 90 million users sign-up since its launch last June—which at first blush sounds really impressive. But it turns out that people are simply signing-up for the service and then spending little to no time on it. The crucial stat is not how many users there are but how much time users spend on the network. When you look at that stat, it paints a pretty grim picture for Google+.

I was an avid comic book collector as a kid. I had a notion that the rags I was collecting might someday be worth something, so I stored them all in little plastic bags. I don’t know what they’re worth today, but I’m sure that it’s far less than I was hoping when I was a kid. But that wasn’t the case for Michael Rorrer who recently found 345 comic books neatly stacked in a basement closet as he cleaned out his great-aunt’s Virginia home after her death. He didn’t know that they were collector’s items and sat on them for a long time. He mentioned something about them to…