Supporting The Troops
Doonsbury walks the walk
Trudeau is donating all his proceeds from the sale of his newly released book “The Long Road Home: One Step at a Time” to the Fisher House Foundation. Also, Andrews McMeel Publishing, the book’s publisher, is contributing 10 percent of its take from the book to Fisher House.
Fisher House offers family members of wounded troops temporary housing at little or no cost during their loved one’s hospitalization. With locations at 32 veterans and military hospitals throughout the United States and in Landstuhl, Germany, Fisher House is largely funded through private donations.
Thursday, June 30, 2005
Good To Know
Study ranks July 4 vacation bottlenecks
go here
The road between Oregon's Willamette Valley, where Portland sits, and the Pacific coast is known for recreation, wineries and beauty. This weekend, it will also be known for slow traffic, the group said in a study titled "Are We There Yet?" Interstate 64 in the Tidewater region of southeastern Virginia is second on the group's list of vacation bottlenecks, followed by the Maryland-Delaware shore, Branson, Missouri, and North Carolina's Outer Banks.
Yay for us, I guess 70E is going to be a lot of fun this weekend.
Study ranks July 4 vacation bottlenecks
go here
The road between Oregon's Willamette Valley, where Portland sits, and the Pacific coast is known for recreation, wineries and beauty. This weekend, it will also be known for slow traffic, the group said in a study titled "Are We There Yet?" Interstate 64 in the Tidewater region of southeastern Virginia is second on the group's list of vacation bottlenecks, followed by the Maryland-Delaware shore, Branson, Missouri, and North Carolina's Outer Banks.
Yay for us, I guess 70E is going to be a lot of fun this weekend.
Randomness
My boss hurt her knee again. I know this because she made a point of telling us all about it. One of the other women in the office twister her knee as well. I think that there is some new, really virulent strain of orthopedic problems lose in this office! It has become easier to catch a turned ankle in this office then to catch the flu because at lunch today as I was getting out of Minnie and going back to the office, I slipped and twisted my ankle. For the record? OW.
If the PTB really loved dog owners they would make available an inexpensive Doggy Tread Mill because then no matter what the weather was, or how sore your ankle was, your dog could burn off their doggy excess energy and not wind up as furry area rugs. I think this is something the ASPCA should be all over. I think they should be busy in some lab somewhere developing this not just to relive me from my dog getting on my nerves but because I don’t think the world needs any more really fat labs or obese basset hounds and it would cut way down on the number of dogs getting turned into the shelters because their owners claim they “just don’t have time to exercise” their dog or “the yard turned out to be too small” or the “dog barked all the damn time and ate my shoes” or whatever. A Doggy tread mill would be a wonderful invention and for smaller dogs they could make a larger version of those gerbil wheel things. Think how much less yapping there would be in the world if little yappy dogs could run out all that energy instead of having to yap all the time to burn off energy.
What do the people with those little pretend purse dogs do when their little pretend purse dogs yap too much and really get on their nerves? I suppose they could just flush them or if the yappy really got on their nerves maybe they put them down the disposal. Maybe instead of furry area rugs they make furry toilet paper cozies with them. Maybe if disposaling the yappy dog isn’t an option maybe they give them to Goodwill with the other momentarily trendy accessories they now find annoying, like Nichole Ritchie. What are Paris Hilton et al going to do when the little pretend purse dog trend is over? Maybe they can all send them to NYC and create herds of little pretend purse dogs to act as prey animals for Pale Male and his kin! Wouldn’t that be cute? Pale Male and the babies’ dive bombing the concrete canyons, little pieces of pretend purse dogs gripped in their talons! I think it would do wonders for New York City’s eco-tourism numbers.
Randomness
A highly intelligent British student was jailed for life on Wednesday after he admitted bludgeoning his parents to death This was a headline on CNN international. Now, the story goes on to explain why he was described as “highly intelligent” answer? It’s irrelevant. But I looked at the headline and I was like “You have to be smart to commit murder? Wow, Darlie Routier would be glad to see that! If he was really smart he would have gotten away with it, so his attorneys claimed he is also mentally ill - but not so mentally ill that it interfered with his taking his girl friend to New York and running $54, 000 in charges up on his dead parents credit cards. I wonder if it would have made CNN International at all if he hadn’t been “highly intelligent” had he been “Highly Stupid”, then it never would have gone past the local paper and the headline would have been: “ Local Idiot Offs Parents, Goes To Jail”.
My boss hurt her knee again. I know this because she made a point of telling us all about it. One of the other women in the office twister her knee as well. I think that there is some new, really virulent strain of orthopedic problems lose in this office! It has become easier to catch a turned ankle in this office then to catch the flu because at lunch today as I was getting out of Minnie and going back to the office, I slipped and twisted my ankle. For the record? OW.
If the PTB really loved dog owners they would make available an inexpensive Doggy Tread Mill because then no matter what the weather was, or how sore your ankle was, your dog could burn off their doggy excess energy and not wind up as furry area rugs. I think this is something the ASPCA should be all over. I think they should be busy in some lab somewhere developing this not just to relive me from my dog getting on my nerves but because I don’t think the world needs any more really fat labs or obese basset hounds and it would cut way down on the number of dogs getting turned into the shelters because their owners claim they “just don’t have time to exercise” their dog or “the yard turned out to be too small” or the “dog barked all the damn time and ate my shoes” or whatever. A Doggy tread mill would be a wonderful invention and for smaller dogs they could make a larger version of those gerbil wheel things. Think how much less yapping there would be in the world if little yappy dogs could run out all that energy instead of having to yap all the time to burn off energy.
What do the people with those little pretend purse dogs do when their little pretend purse dogs yap too much and really get on their nerves? I suppose they could just flush them or if the yappy really got on their nerves maybe they put them down the disposal. Maybe instead of furry area rugs they make furry toilet paper cozies with them. Maybe if disposaling the yappy dog isn’t an option maybe they give them to Goodwill with the other momentarily trendy accessories they now find annoying, like Nichole Ritchie. What are Paris Hilton et al going to do when the little pretend purse dog trend is over? Maybe they can all send them to NYC and create herds of little pretend purse dogs to act as prey animals for Pale Male and his kin! Wouldn’t that be cute? Pale Male and the babies’ dive bombing the concrete canyons, little pieces of pretend purse dogs gripped in their talons! I think it would do wonders for New York City’s eco-tourism numbers.
Randomness
A highly intelligent British student was jailed for life on Wednesday after he admitted bludgeoning his parents to death This was a headline on CNN international. Now, the story goes on to explain why he was described as “highly intelligent” answer? It’s irrelevant. But I looked at the headline and I was like “You have to be smart to commit murder? Wow, Darlie Routier would be glad to see that! If he was really smart he would have gotten away with it, so his attorneys claimed he is also mentally ill - but not so mentally ill that it interfered with his taking his girl friend to New York and running $54, 000 in charges up on his dead parents credit cards. I wonder if it would have made CNN International at all if he hadn’t been “highly intelligent” had he been “Highly Stupid”, then it never would have gone past the local paper and the headline would have been: “ Local Idiot Offs Parents, Goes To Jail”.
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
FYI
From our IT folks
There is currently an attempt to have end users install malware on their computers through an e-mail notice that appears to originate from Microsoft asking the users to install a security patch. The download is really a variant of the SDBot that will install a backdoor and make the system a zombie for the purposes of scanning and denial of service attacks.
From our IT folks
There is currently an attempt to have end users install malware on their computers through an e-mail notice that appears to originate from Microsoft asking the users to install a security patch. The download is really a variant of the SDBot that will install a backdoor and make the system a zombie for the purposes of scanning and denial of service attacks.
We never kissed and made up
U.S. military: Afghan crash may be from hostile fire
Seventeen troops were aboard the MH-47 aircraft when it went down Tuesday, the statement said. The copter is a variant of the Army's twin-rotor Chinook transport used by special operations troops.
The troops aboard are believed to be members of a quick response force composed of various Special Forces units, CNN Pentagon correspondent Barbara Starr. A quick response force is a special operation that moves in under fire to extract U.S. forces on the ground or reinforce them.
The U.S. military said the aircraft had been taking part in "Operation Red Wing," aimed at defeating al Qaeda militants carrying out harassing attacks and gathering intelligence, Reuters reported.
"Initial reports indicate the crash may have been caused by hostile fire," the U.S. statement said. They are comfortable with their use of "May"? It "May" have been the result of hostile fire? Did they think it was an early July 4th celebration gotten out of hand?!
U.S deaths in Afghanistan plus 17.
from CNN.com
U.S. military: Afghan crash may be from hostile fire
Seventeen troops were aboard the MH-47 aircraft when it went down Tuesday, the statement said. The copter is a variant of the Army's twin-rotor Chinook transport used by special operations troops.
The troops aboard are believed to be members of a quick response force composed of various Special Forces units, CNN Pentagon correspondent Barbara Starr. A quick response force is a special operation that moves in under fire to extract U.S. forces on the ground or reinforce them.
The U.S. military said the aircraft had been taking part in "Operation Red Wing," aimed at defeating al Qaeda militants carrying out harassing attacks and gathering intelligence, Reuters reported.
"Initial reports indicate the crash may have been caused by hostile fire," the U.S. statement said. They are comfortable with their use of "May"? It "May" have been the result of hostile fire? Did they think it was an early July 4th celebration gotten out of hand?!
U.S deaths in Afghanistan plus 17.
from CNN.com
Warm enough for ya?
I walked outside to go the lunch today and it was like walking into a public pool. I could almost smell the chlorine. It was too warm, too humid and not at all enjoyable. I never liked swimming after the pool water got as warm as the air. But, it wasn’t a public pool in August it was a parking lot in June. Lovely.
There is a setting some where in the bowels of the A/C that guarantee that it will never be comfortable through the entire building, half of us bring sweaters or blankets and the other half spend the day panting and fanning themselves – all year round. Pretty much except for my office where it is always cold. In our building we have colds all summer long from going from the heat outside to the cold inside – but we aren’t the only ones; why can’t restaurants just cool themselves to where it is cooler then it is outside? Why do they all have to chill themselves to the point of forcing their patrons to eat in what amounts to a walk in freezer? If its 90 degrees outside there is no reason to chill your dinning room to 60 degrees. Gawd.
People For The Ethical Treatment Of People?
I had the overwhelming desire to help actual real life human beings for a change so when they called me to give blood I scheduled myself an appointment – but before I could go, of course! I had to take care of the Dog That Is Not Mine, again. That morning I found him out and about yet again and instead of making myself crazy and messing up my clothes and angsting about notifying his people, I just tied him up in my yard and I went to work. By the time I got home he was gone.
Kind Of.
He was not in my yard, which is not to say he was in his yard. I was took Dogger out and lo and behold TDTINM was back. Yay. I chained TDTINM back up and took care of my actual dog. I had a schedule to keep. I had places to go and people to help. Actual real live people I have done enough taking care of dogs lately. My fellow humans need me.
So.
I did the blood thing. I also signed up to be a marrow donor. I have a neat card for my wallet and everything. Go Me.
Okay. Back home. TDTINM is still in my yard. He looked dead. He wasn’t. I noticed his people were not at home. No car in the drive way {Florida Evans} Damn!Damn!Damn!{/Florida Evans} . TDTINM could not stay in my front yard all night. He barks and he’d get taken – again, not my dog, not my concern. Yeah. Right. So.
Operation Dog Drop
I go to TDTINMs yard and check out the gate. I don’t want to abuse the gate by trying to figure out how to get it open. It’s thoroughly jerry rigged, and Rube Goldberg wouldn’t want to mess with the bits and pieces that keep it closed. I have developed an audience by now. I go to their side porch and on the porch are two bar stools. My plan is to take a bar stool put it over the fence, put the dog on the bar stool and then motivate the dog to get off the bar stool – all the while, TDTINM would be on a chain that I am going to attach to a solid part of the fence so that Huiddoggy won’t get away. I share this with my audience, who laughs and proceeds to ride her bike up and down the street singing
It Won’t Work! Ha, Ha, Ha!!!
It Won’t Work! Its not going to workkkkkkkkk Ha, Ha, Ha!
When she’s though doing her victory lap I ask her what she would do. She would open the gate and chain the dog to his dog house. I say “Clever, but how are you getting the gate open?” She easily pops the gate open and I chain up the dog.
I told you your idea wasn’t going to work. Kids. Whatever happened to “seen but not heard?”
I walked outside to go the lunch today and it was like walking into a public pool. I could almost smell the chlorine. It was too warm, too humid and not at all enjoyable. I never liked swimming after the pool water got as warm as the air. But, it wasn’t a public pool in August it was a parking lot in June. Lovely.
There is a setting some where in the bowels of the A/C that guarantee that it will never be comfortable through the entire building, half of us bring sweaters or blankets and the other half spend the day panting and fanning themselves – all year round. Pretty much except for my office where it is always cold. In our building we have colds all summer long from going from the heat outside to the cold inside – but we aren’t the only ones; why can’t restaurants just cool themselves to where it is cooler then it is outside? Why do they all have to chill themselves to the point of forcing their patrons to eat in what amounts to a walk in freezer? If its 90 degrees outside there is no reason to chill your dinning room to 60 degrees. Gawd.
People For The Ethical Treatment Of People?
I had the overwhelming desire to help actual real life human beings for a change so when they called me to give blood I scheduled myself an appointment – but before I could go, of course! I had to take care of the Dog That Is Not Mine, again. That morning I found him out and about yet again and instead of making myself crazy and messing up my clothes and angsting about notifying his people, I just tied him up in my yard and I went to work. By the time I got home he was gone.
Kind Of.
He was not in my yard, which is not to say he was in his yard. I was took Dogger out and lo and behold TDTINM was back. Yay. I chained TDTINM back up and took care of my actual dog. I had a schedule to keep. I had places to go and people to help. Actual real live people I have done enough taking care of dogs lately. My fellow humans need me.
So.
I did the blood thing. I also signed up to be a marrow donor. I have a neat card for my wallet and everything. Go Me.
Okay. Back home. TDTINM is still in my yard. He looked dead. He wasn’t. I noticed his people were not at home. No car in the drive way {Florida Evans} Damn!Damn!Damn!{/Florida Evans} . TDTINM could not stay in my front yard all night. He barks and he’d get taken – again, not my dog, not my concern. Yeah. Right. So.
Operation Dog Drop
I go to TDTINMs yard and check out the gate. I don’t want to abuse the gate by trying to figure out how to get it open. It’s thoroughly jerry rigged, and Rube Goldberg wouldn’t want to mess with the bits and pieces that keep it closed. I have developed an audience by now. I go to their side porch and on the porch are two bar stools. My plan is to take a bar stool put it over the fence, put the dog on the bar stool and then motivate the dog to get off the bar stool – all the while, TDTINM would be on a chain that I am going to attach to a solid part of the fence so that Huiddoggy won’t get away. I share this with my audience, who laughs and proceeds to ride her bike up and down the street singing
It Won’t Work! Ha, Ha, Ha!!!
It Won’t Work! Its not going to workkkkkkkkk Ha, Ha, Ha!
When she’s though doing her victory lap I ask her what she would do. She would open the gate and chain the dog to his dog house. I say “Clever, but how are you getting the gate open?” She easily pops the gate open and I chain up the dog.
I told you your idea wasn’t going to work. Kids. Whatever happened to “seen but not heard?”
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
It's a Conspiracy
I just paid $4.19 for a 12 pack of coke. Are we buying soda from the Saudis too? why are we not bringing the joys of "freedom and democracy" to The Kingdom? they treat their women like shit and sit on "our" oil too. We bomb middle easterners for that kind of crap.
Speaking of Bandu Bush, at his speech this evening he's going to say
No, you asshole, those were created on a sound stage in Brooklyn. He's looking at pictures of the carnage... It's been "worth it" FOR HIM. I sure the soldiers who lost arms, legs, their lives are really glad their sacrifice has been "worth it" for him.
I just paid $4.19 for a 12 pack of coke. Are we buying soda from the Saudis too? why are we not bringing the joys of "freedom and democracy" to The Kingdom? they treat their women like shit and sit on "our" oil too. We bomb middle easterners for that kind of crap.
Speaking of Bandu Bush, at his speech this evening he's going to say
Like most Americans, I see the images of violence and bloodshed. Every picture is horrifying and the suffering is real, It is worth it.
No, you asshole, those were created on a sound stage in Brooklyn. He's looking at pictures of the carnage... It's been "worth it" FOR HIM. I sure the soldiers who lost arms, legs, their lives are really glad their sacrifice has been "worth it" for him.
A flower grows in Raleigh
Dogger and I put gas in the car ($2.08 at Sams Club). On the way home I was admiring the flowers in front of the houses and thinking how nice the neighborhood looked, until I came to the one that looked kind of abandoned. I was home.
No flowers at all. It little absentee owneresque. I pulled into the drive way and said “Do I want to go to Wal-Mart and buy some flowers?” I answered “Yes. Yes I do.”. Dogger was thrilled. I prayed it didn’t get sunny on the way to Wal-Mart and once at Wal-Mart PETA would not have any roaming buttinskys to throw up a picket line around my car to protest Doggers forced incarceration in a too hot car. I opened the windows and parked under a tree and prayed for rain. I told Dogger I would be right back.
I strode into the garden section and did not see garden. I saw hanging plants, I saw yard art – thankfully none that I wanted, a bunch of yard furniture. No bedding plants to speak of. Its just June!. I know everyone else got there garden on in May, but shouldn’t there be replacement plants to make up for all the bedding plants who suffered crib death? I mean how about those curb busters who planted in April and then the plants died because it was April? I remember there were shelves and shelves of bedding plants at the Wal-Mart garden section. I walked past them many, many times. I didn’t need bedding plants then because I was still enjoying the dregs of my fall bedding plants and I would still be had someone who was not me decided that they just were not alive enough to display any longer. I was totally willing to get little feeding tubes for them…
Anyway. I went further into the garden section and looked around. There were a few bedding plants left but they were all ready leggy and pale. I had pale, leggy bedding plants at home all ready. I needed something stocky and sun kissed. I put on my sunglasses and searched on.
Finally, I found what I was looking for. I got a couple of pots of a furry, yet spiky looking plant and a couple of pots of a plant with pretty pink and green leaves. I don’t have a clue what they are, but they were on sale and not dead.
I also picked up a .75 bag of top soil. I was standing in line and I started to think “Hmmm. “Top Soil” isn’t the same as “Potting Soil”. Should I go find a bag marked “Potting Soil?” do I want to lose my place in line? Is Dogger being slow roasted in the parking lot? Has she managed to get a thermometer and then learned to read it and is she pissed? Does she have PETA on speed dial? Are they on their way to “liberate” her? Where did she get a cell phone? Do I want to pay more then .75 for a bag of dirt?” . I selflessly put Doggers’ well being ahead of my soil snobbery.
Dogger and I arrive home again. I pull into the drive way, take Dogger into the air-conditioning and start to add some Curb Appeal.
I check out the pots on hand and go grab another couple from the shed. I’m sitting on my front deck, surrounded by flower pots, up to my elbows in the bag of damn – sight –better-then- the-top-soil-we-have-here-no-wonder-I-have-no-grass and supervised by four pots of greenery. The neighbor across the street hollers over “Hey Neighbor, whatcha doing?” I wondered if the trip to Wal-Mart was a hallucination, her question caused me to question how tight my grasp on reality is. I took a deep breath - from where the neighbor was standing she could see the pots and the dirt. I was up to my elbows in potting soil. I’m pretty sure I was not
1. Knitting,
2. Baking a cake,
3. Washing my hair,
4. Vacuuming my bedroom
5. Pilling the cat.
The front of the house looks much nicer now and whatever I planted seems happy.
Dogger and I put gas in the car ($2.08 at Sams Club). On the way home I was admiring the flowers in front of the houses and thinking how nice the neighborhood looked, until I came to the one that looked kind of abandoned. I was home.
No flowers at all. It little absentee owneresque. I pulled into the drive way and said “Do I want to go to Wal-Mart and buy some flowers?” I answered “Yes. Yes I do.”. Dogger was thrilled. I prayed it didn’t get sunny on the way to Wal-Mart and once at Wal-Mart PETA would not have any roaming buttinskys to throw up a picket line around my car to protest Doggers forced incarceration in a too hot car. I opened the windows and parked under a tree and prayed for rain. I told Dogger I would be right back.
I strode into the garden section and did not see garden. I saw hanging plants, I saw yard art – thankfully none that I wanted, a bunch of yard furniture. No bedding plants to speak of. Its just June!. I know everyone else got there garden on in May, but shouldn’t there be replacement plants to make up for all the bedding plants who suffered crib death? I mean how about those curb busters who planted in April and then the plants died because it was April? I remember there were shelves and shelves of bedding plants at the Wal-Mart garden section. I walked past them many, many times. I didn’t need bedding plants then because I was still enjoying the dregs of my fall bedding plants and I would still be had someone who was not me decided that they just were not alive enough to display any longer. I was totally willing to get little feeding tubes for them…
Anyway. I went further into the garden section and looked around. There were a few bedding plants left but they were all ready leggy and pale. I had pale, leggy bedding plants at home all ready. I needed something stocky and sun kissed. I put on my sunglasses and searched on.
Finally, I found what I was looking for. I got a couple of pots of a furry, yet spiky looking plant and a couple of pots of a plant with pretty pink and green leaves. I don’t have a clue what they are, but they were on sale and not dead.
I also picked up a .75 bag of top soil. I was standing in line and I started to think “Hmmm. “Top Soil” isn’t the same as “Potting Soil”. Should I go find a bag marked “Potting Soil?” do I want to lose my place in line? Is Dogger being slow roasted in the parking lot? Has she managed to get a thermometer and then learned to read it and is she pissed? Does she have PETA on speed dial? Are they on their way to “liberate” her? Where did she get a cell phone? Do I want to pay more then .75 for a bag of dirt?” . I selflessly put Doggers’ well being ahead of my soil snobbery.
Dogger and I arrive home again. I pull into the drive way, take Dogger into the air-conditioning and start to add some Curb Appeal.
I check out the pots on hand and go grab another couple from the shed. I’m sitting on my front deck, surrounded by flower pots, up to my elbows in the bag of damn – sight –better-then- the-top-soil-we-have-here-no-wonder-I-have-no-grass and supervised by four pots of greenery. The neighbor across the street hollers over “Hey Neighbor, whatcha doing?” I wondered if the trip to Wal-Mart was a hallucination, her question caused me to question how tight my grasp on reality is. I took a deep breath - from where the neighbor was standing she could see the pots and the dirt. I was up to my elbows in potting soil. I’m pretty sure I was not
1. Knitting,
2. Baking a cake,
3. Washing my hair,
4. Vacuuming my bedroom
5. Pilling the cat.
The front of the house looks much nicer now and whatever I planted seems happy.
Monday, June 27, 2005
He can Run But He Can't Hide
The Dallas Morning News has done many things over the years that annoyed me, they are profoundly right wing and they lurve Shrub - which is normally enough to keep me far away from a publication and certainly not contributing money to it, but what kept me as a subscriber for years and keeps me a daily visitor to their site is this: They never let Walker"Hee, Hee! I got away with it!" Railey or any one who may want to help him live the lie - forget healmost killed put his wife into a vegetative state (and then walked away from it all, including his children)
Railey might have gotten away from the courts but he is never, ever, ever, restraining orders be damned going to get away from the Dallas Morning News. They have chased that wifemurdering putting into a vegetative state sum'bitch across the country and kept on his heals every step of the way and they just busted him again
The Dallas Morning News has done many things over the years that annoyed me, they are profoundly right wing and they lurve Shrub - which is normally enough to keep me far away from a publication and certainly not contributing money to it, but what kept me as a subscriber for years and keeps me a daily visitor to their site is this: They never let Walker"Hee, Hee! I got away with it!" Railey or any one who may want to help him live the lie - forget he
Railey might have gotten away from the courts but he is never, ever, ever, restraining orders be damned going to get away from the Dallas Morning News. They have chased that wife
I blame the Bush Administrations environmental policies
Shark Kills Girl
Bear Kills Couple
( and I also feel very sorry for those people and their families)
Shark Kills Girl
Bear Kills Couple
( and I also feel very sorry for those people and their families)
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