There’s been excitement galore around the office today – a huge new shopping center opened up nearby and the parking lot is visible from our windows, high over a typical vista of mid-American stripmalls. We’d gotten used to seeing a giant empty lot, then a giant empty hole, then a giant empty store, and so on. This went on for almost 2 1/2 years, owing to some zoning hangup or other. Then it seemed that loading up the store and getting it stocked took forever – we got used to seeing a vast expanse of parking lot, with freshly painted…
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This is the infamous House O’ Big Inflatables. The people that live here apparently subscribe to the More is Better mentality when it comes to cheap plastic crap and tasteless seasonal decor. This is a tiny image of the giant bunny inflatable they had up after Valentines Day. It stayed up for about a month and a half; all the way through Lent everything. At Christmess, they had 11 (eleven) large inflatables. Last year, they had 10. The year before, they had 8 or 9. This is all on a normal sized front lawn. There’s very little lawn visible (or…
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A couple of major news organizations have picked up the “Iraqi prison rape” story – The Seattle Times and The Guardian (UK). And if the U.S. military has no jurisdiction over these freelance cowboys, you can be sure no one else in Iraq does. So I guess they can do anything they like. This is a prescription for further trouble. That’s actually a blog entry from my old hometown paper – bloggers are go! It’s a commentary on the item in the Guardian, which seems to be the first “major” running the story. One civilian contractor was accused of raping…
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One of the biographical panels from Maggie Moo’s Ice Cream in Sugar House, Salt Lake. It depicts Maggie driving off to seek fame and fortune, fabulously accesorized. Despite the cartnoonyness, the ice cream really was good there.
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It’s Catsmas at Get Fuzzy. I’m in a partying mood – all I need is a stupid hat (oh, wait…).
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This chonology probably couldn’t be more damning. And how strange that the phrase “rape rooms” is used repeatedly, yet it doesn’t seem to have entered the public consciousness – although it has entered the blogosphere. Maybe it’s entered the public subconsciousness (or unconsciousness, in the case of the fr33pers), and that’s all that’s needed. There couldn’t possibly be rape rooms in Iraq anymore (and of course there were before, right?) because we’ve been repeatedly told there aren’t. A fifty-three-page report, obtained by The New Yorker, written by Major General Antonio M. Taguba listed some of the wrongdoing: ‘Breaking chemical lights…
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Adam Felbers has a solution to our problem in Iraq: The latest revelations out of Abu Ghraib are so mind-bogglingly horrifying that we need to act now, and act hard. What’s notable about this is that if we have any intention of getting the hearts and minds of the Arab world while said organs are still in their hosts’ bodies, we’re going to have to use Bush administration tactics. We have to go into Commando Apology mode. Give it a neat-sounding mission name like “Operation Iron Contrition,” or “Operation Enduring Oops.” Excellent gambit! We could also drop thousands of personalized…
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SPRINGFIELD — For the past 10 days, U.S. Senate candidate Barack Obama hasn’t been able to go to the bathroom or talk to his wife on his cell phone without having a camera-toting political gofer from his Republican rival filming a few feet away. In what has to be a first in Illinois politics, Republican Jack Ryan has assigned one of his campaign workers to record every movement and every word of the state senator while he is in public. What, do they think he’s going to boost a car or something? Obama’s got my vote and my husband’s vote.…
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Aw! David started blogging again, although he moved Geeky Ramblings over to WordPress, owing to not wanting to have multiple authors on Moveable Type. He’s already uploaded all of the trip photos from his camera, the excellent Canon EOS Digital Rebel. I’m taking more time to tinker with mine. I’ll get my gallery uploaded later on. In the meantime, his photos are in RoadTrip2004 Disregard all the horrible full-figure shots of me, look only at the scenery and flowers.
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Okay, this is so not me, but it made me laugh when I saw it. Today it’s very warm and very muggy, but it was also very much about to rain like hell. So the thought of this imaginary me prancing around in a bikini is just ludicrous. Or maybe it’s lewdicrous; could be. However, it’s cute and of course the kitty is in it. Hi, kitty! And by the way, by the time I got home, the heavens burst open and I had to run around outside trying to cover up the one flower bed and protect it from…