Not So Special

The Project For a New American Century, the group which provided the theory for which the Bush 43* Administration is the practice, is not really so unusual.

There are groups all over the country, people who sit down and talk about their big plans for reforming the world and/or saving civilization. They sit around and talk and give presentations, persuading one another that their Big Plan is foolproof, the most obvious thing in the world. PNAC was typical of such groups.

The big difference is, they got a country to play with, to test out their grandiose agenda.

Test it to destruction....

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "Not quite, but getting there."\\

Alberto the Torturer Flees

I sat in the lookout tower last night and watched the beautiful full Moon in its splendor, and said to it as I often do, "Wait up for us, lady, we'll be back."

As the early-morning Sun warms the lookout's little glassed-in space, I feel at least a hint of hope that this country may yet recover from its current miasma of corruption and despair and reach into space again: Alberto Gonzales, one of the more conspicuously plague-addled rats, has deserted the sinking shi*.

Call your Senators and your Representative, let them know that he'd damn well better not make good his escape.

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "From your lips to Allah's ear."\\

I Don't Know

I don't know what to do with myself.

I flunked out of nursing school in the third term. I audited the second term the next year, in order to be re-admitted to the program for the third course. But I didn't pass the skills test.

So now I've done nothing at all about getting back into school or about trying some other career path for the last six months and now it's time for school to start again and I'm not prepared -- academically, emotionally or financially -- to go back to LBCC or to Chemeketa Community College in Salem (the next-nearest nursing school, and allegedly more supportive than LBCC).

So what now? I don't know.

I surely don't know.

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "Do not despair."\\

|| John says, "What do you know?" ||

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "I do what I'm made to do."\\

Colonoscopy Today

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "What fun."\\

[Update: I survived :-) ]

Doubling Down

Philip Atkinson's answer to the failure of neo-conservatism:

Double all the bets and have faith that it will work this time.

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "There is a word for repeating one's actions and expecting different results."\\

Sad Anniversary

Today marks the 30th anniversary of the death of an unique entertainer who changed our culture forever.

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "Also Elvis."\\

The Benefits of Procrastination

The scaffolding was delivered Friday, and with the help of Peter (a neighbor we've hired for the job), we got it assembled. The shingles had already been delivered, and with Peter's help we got them raised to the attic.

We were going to start tearing off the shingles on Saturday, but we were feeling lazy by then and didn't get started on it, instead doing less intense work like cutting up tree trimmings and doing laundry.

We feel better about that slacking now, seeing as how it rained most of last night.

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "And are you going to tear off shingles today?"\\

Hello Again, Motorola

In response to my post about my Motorola Q phone, I received a very encouraging-looking e-mail from Matthew Greenberger at Motorola, saying he couldn't imagine why I was having such trouble with the phone, and offering a readable, detailed, illustrated set of instructions for sending e-mails.

Unfortunately, every time I go to Sprint's web site and try to log on to change the settings on my account, I always get "not available at this time1" when I try to move on to Step Three of Five.

Now I've received a phone call at home from Mr. Greenberger. Gosh, sounds like he's serious about straightening this out.

Okay, I'm not working tomorrow morning, so I'll call him back during business hours.

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "Wear a sword, but be ready to accept a pleasant surprise."\\