...to come up with yet another lame dancing metaphor designed to make you people want to click over to The Cotillion. So, since there are no metaphors to be found, just click on over, eh?

Oh, and there's some contest going on that has something to do with testosterone or something like that. But honestly I haven't had enough coffee yet, so I don't know what that's all about, yet it's looking like we just surrendered ourselves to Arthur {insert dramatic pause here} KING of the Britons, instead of being the autonomous collective we all thought we were.

Sigh.

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As is usual on Tuesdays, it's Cotillion Time.

Twirl on over to The Gray Tie for the best and brightest of the XX-chromosomed bloggers.

UPDATE: Beth's done a Cotillion Harriet Miers Roundup. Go and be enlightened, my devoted Cake Eater Readers.

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