My Little Cthulhu

There, I climbed up to the lookout tower and blogged about something before the end of the month.

True, there are more pressing things to blog about than My Little Cthulhu, but something is better than nothing.

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "Well, some somethings are better than nothing, anyway...."\\

Don't Look at Me

I wasn't one of the tens of thousands who wrote / telephoned / e-mailed Congress to get the worst bits removed from the misbegotten Lieberman-Kyl Amendment.

It's been a very difficult, unpleasant month, and I didn't do much of anything. I didn't even write this Saturday afternoon post until Sunday evening (no wonder the lookout seems even shakier than ever -- it's doubly imaginary).

But I'm so glad that we aren't at war with Iran.

Yet.

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "At least, not officially."\\

Thank You, Adoptive Mothers

Mothers who adopted orphaned children in Botswana, Jamaica, Cambodia and Lebanon get a special letter of thanks from thepetitionsite.com

And by the way, Kathe gets a special thank you from me: Thanks for Waldy, Michu, Biftu and Tesfaye.

//The Magic Eight Ball says, "Give credit where credit is due."\\

Why "Kucinich Doesn't Have a Chance"

"Dennis Kucinich and Mike Gravel have low poll numbers -- because we don't include them in our polls."

Yep, that would explain it, all right.

The Magic Eight-Ball says, "Suspicions confirmed."\\

Uh... Yeah

Here's an idea: Maybe Congress, instead of perpetually going back and froth about drilling for oil in the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge, should instead decide once and for all to make it, like, a refuge for, y'know, wildlife.

Just a thought.

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "There have been worse ideas."\\

Stiff-Necked, Inflexible, Intolerant

Come on, is it really necessary to be so insistent about this "equality before the law" stuff? Do we really have to be, you know, equal equal? All of us?

Well, yes. We do.

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "Yes."\\

Unmashed Radishes

Food Not Bombs cooked in our kitchen again, as usual, even though the Fall Festival was running in the park. They left us a huge bowl of radishes and a challenge to do something with them.

Reasoning that radishes are basically just a kind of turnip, we decided to eat them mashed. We microwaved them, which seems to have been a mistake, since they came out chewy rather than mashable.

Ah, well, live and learn. If we ever have occasion to try it again, we'll steam them.

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "Food is life. Treat it with respect."\\

Blog Like a Pirate Day

Ask me teh blog like a pirate, will yeh? Why, I'll have ye known that I blogged like a scourge o' the sea afores ye knew which end of a cutlass teh hold, ye hornswoggled bream!

Aye, 'tis a day fer piracy in word, which is a buggerin' welcome change from piracy in deed, o' which we've had far too much o'late, as well as sundry other offenses 'gainst the laws o' man an' God.

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "Oy, such a tzimmes you made out of pirate dialect, it shouldn't be read by a Tsarist!"\\

Good Ideas

Such as

Education for all -- even girls.

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "Good idea."

War Made Easy

The title of the film is War Made Easy. The subtitle is How Presidents and Pundits Spin US Into War. The question is, why do we keep falling for it?

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "Good question."\\

Roofing

Most of the roof has been replaced in the last few years. One of the trickier sections has just been finished, done by Kathe and me, with the extremely valuable help of Peter, a student living next door, who made a first-rate human fly as he dangled from a rope nailing up shingles.

Soon comes the rain, but by golly the roof is sound at the northeast corner.