I am so glad we live in a country where we can openly scoff at someone ;)
Once again I highly recommend Saddam's Cyber Palace

I couldn't do it. I went into my reasonably clean kitchen, and thought about all that grease, and just went ugh! I'm eating Leo's pizza goldfish instead.
It was either that or girl scout cookies, and girl scout cookies should be saved for when you're in a good mood.

Crudballs! A few nights ago, we ordered pizza. I got pepperoni and extra extra cheese. So much cheese that the pepperoni's were in danger of sliding off the edge in a big cheesy avalanche. -pant pant-


I open the fridge, and it's gone.

you know what? I'm pissed, and I'm gonna make french fries! :p I'm gonna spatter nasty grease all over the kitchen, and make Hubby-Man, the evil pizza eater clean it all up.
nyah. That's what he gets for smoking my cigs and eating my pizza and making me wrong for smoking and liking cholesterol ridden foods.

Wrongness in the form of Saddam's blog
Here's some excerpts:
Well, I've almost used up all my Scuds, which is actually pretty good, since I didn't have any to begin with. HA HA HA!!!! Anyway, I better stock up for what promises to be a long seige. I'm going to head over to my favorite store for supplies.

They're bombing me again. I can wait them out, though. Sooner or later, they're bound to run out of bombs.
This whole situation points out the fundamental problem with democracy: Every few years they have these things called elections.
That is not fair to dictators like me.

:: Sunday, March 23, 2003 ::
My son Uday is not looking too good. I have had propped him up in a chair in the corner ever since we dug him out from under the 50 tons of collapsed concrete and steel. I had to use a bicycle pump to reinflate his body, which actually worked better than I expected. But now he just sits there. I talk to him, but he won't answer.
One of my cabinet aids, Abdullah, said that's because Uday has been dead since that initial missile strike Thursday morning. I thanked Abdullah for volunteering his opinion, then shot him. I don't need negative vibes like that. Not at a time like this.
On the bright side, I have been informed that we have captured some POW's. See? I'm feeling better already.

:: Saddam "No Nukes Here" Hussein 8:56 PM [+] ::

That last bombing raid caused my son Uday to fall out of his chair. I had to lift him back up and duct tape him in place. Granted, he's still dead, but I think he's getting better.

I asked Uday earlier to clean up some of the debris lying around the bunker, but has he? No! He just stays in that chair, slumped against the wall. If it weren't for the duct tape holding him upright, he'd be srawled all over the floor. Sometimes I wonder if he is truly a product of my loins, or if his mother cheated on me. I would ask her, but I can't remember which of my wives bore him.
He's always been a little lazy, but this is ridiculous. I can't help but feel he is taking unfair advantage of this whole being dead thing.

Reiter Dairy Inc. of Barberton, Ohio, recalled 150 half-gallons of its Topps Vitality Fat Free Chocolate Milk because it contains significantly higher-than-labeled levels of vitamins A and D.
The recalled milk contains approximately 44,700 international units per quart of vitamin A rather than the intended level of 2,000-3,000 units and 4,000 units of vitamin D instead of the intended 400-600 units.
Excessive amounts of vitamin A ingestion can lead to severe health problems, including birth defects and irreversible liver damage. Excessive amounts of vitamin D may result in abnormally high blood levels of calcium and phosphate, which may lead to abnormal deposits of calcium in various parts of the body.

News on the news front. Reporters keep asking "experts" if we have enough "force" to do the job. What they mean is "can the combined militaries and all their vehicles and armaments etc. kill all of them without killing any of us?"
DUH. War is MESSY on all sides. The networks are trying to make up for it with snazzy theme music. Fox has a stirring march, heavy on the drums of war. MSNBC takes a more somber tune, in keeping with the rising death toll. I watched CNN for a good long while, and they never took a commercial break. Maybe they haven't found a composer yet?
But wait, there's more!
The nevy has brought in dolphins to help find mines in the gulf. I thought the navy had abandoned dolphins as unreliable...? How much of Bush's 75 BILLION dollar request goes to dolphin food?
In the "it's not fair" category, we have these scrolling across the ticker-
Iraqi's are pretending to surrender, then shooting at us! it's not fair!
Republican Guard are wearing civilian clothes, and shooting at us! it's just not fair!
15,000 republican guardsmen will fight to the death around Baghdad! How rude!
Russia refuses to freeze Iraq's bank accounts, they're using human shields, and shooting from hospitals and mosques! Don't they know "the rules of war"?
sheesh
Since when was war fair? Fair war is called diplomacy.

I just bought the biggest mouse for Sinbad.
I would show a pic of the actual mouse, but it's being digested as I type.

One small thing. I (gore-hound that I am) went looking for articles on the footage of our POW's that US media won't show. btw, a good choice. It's nasty. However, if it's against the geneva convention to "make p.o.w.'s an article of curiosity" how come we can get away with footage of us giving food or water to the p.o.w.'s we have taken?
I understand it's a difference in scale, but isn't it the same action? Is our media not presenting people as articles of curiosity to a curious u.s. public?

This morning I was reading Yahoo News, and found an article titled U.S. Marines Rip Down Saddam Portraits When I read this section - Safwan, 375 miles south of Baghdad, is a poor, dirty, wrecked town pocked by shrapnel from the last Gulf war (news - web sites). Iraqi forces in the area sporadically fired mortars and guns for hours Thursday and Friday. Most townspeople hid, although residents brought forth a wounded little girl, her palm bleeding after the new fighting. Another man said his wife was shot in the leg by the Americans.

A few men and boys ventured out, putting makeshift white flags on their pickup trucks or waving white T-shirts out truck windows.

"Americans very good," Ali Khemy said. "Iraq wants to be free."

Some chanted, "Ameriki! Ameriki!"

Many others in the starving town just patted their stomachs and raised their hands, begging for food.

A man identifying himself only as Abdullah welcomed the arrival of the U.S. troops: "Saddam Hussein is no good. Saddam Hussein a butcher."

An old woman shrouded in black — one of the very few women outside — knelt toward the feet of Americans, embracing an American woman. A younger man with her pulled her away, giving her a warning sign by sliding his finger across his throat.
In 1991, hundreds of thousands of Iraqis died after prematurely celebrating what they believed was their liberation from Saddam after the Gulf War. Some even pulled down a few pictures of Saddam then — only to be killed by Iraqi forces. -
I started sobbing. I feel such grief for these people. I feel such anger that they have continued to be subjected to that kind of fear. I think I know why we didn't fully invade in '91, and I'm afraid we won't finish the job this time either. We need this to be over.

I walked away from Bush's speech last night when he said (I can't find it) It was just too much for me. I went out on my porch and looked at the moon, and I thought "It's a full moon tonight, that's supposed to be ideal for attacking." There was a cloud next to the moon that really looked like an upside down face. I tried to get a photo of it with the camera, but it didn't work out. I was trying to decide if it was an image of a god, looking down on us. Perhaps it was Aries, the God of War. Perhaps it was Hades doing the body count, and trying to figure out how big a boat Charon would need tomorrow. Maybe it was the Christian God, appearing upside down, turning his face away. Maybe it was just clouds making a face at me ;)
Note how depressed and angry the US feels today. Yesterday the DOW was up more than 200 points before Bush opened his mouth. I wonder how low it will get today? Is this some conspiracy to repress the middle class by shrinking their 401K's?
I think I may have insulted my friend. I was on the phone with her and really sucked into this stupid Prez thing. She was catching me up on her life, and her hubby, and I thought I was listening and being a support for her. Then she said "Should I not talk about my husband?" I apologized for being sucked up, and asked her to please continue, please please. But she never went back to the subject. I feel like I somehow failed our friendship. I think I don't know what I think. I want to sleep, or burst into tears, wrist slashing almost sounds good. I only feel this way after one of Boy George's little pep talks.

I swiped this from that delightful, but rarely updated e-zine, Liveround:
MY LATEST PARANOIA (Vol. 2, February 1999)

Rev. Dr. C. Frank Lee, ULC, HHZBE, ROHHC, POEE, IGPS, ETC...

I was watching an infomercial for the "Protien Power Plan". A dietician came on and was talking about the research he had done. It seems he went to a government pig farm and took a look at what goes into the food they use to fatten pigs with. He found that the government-approved pig fattening food contains 14 percent protien, 63 percent carbohydrate and 23 percent fat. He then looked up the USDA recommended diet for humans and found the government recommends a diet consisting of 15 percent protien 60 percent carbohydrate and 25 percent fat. When he said that, it all became clear. The plot becomes even sicker. The USDA is fattening up the people just like they fatten pigs for slaughter.

It was during the Reagan administration that the USDA suddenly decided proper heath required more carbs and less protien. The Republicans are controlled by (if not entirely made up of) aliens. They want to collapse the world economy to usher in the New World Order. Also, by shutting down the power grid all the internet and the food supply, people will panic and fill the streets making them easier to harvest for food for the aliens. The New World order and Bavarian Illuminati are all apart of the alien menace and must be stopped! Arm yourselves will high powered weapons and shield your house with a plasma field lest you become food for the aliens.

I received a half dozen roses on Valentine's Day from my amazing
hubby. When they finally started to die off, I plucked all the petals, along with all the flower heads from the spray of Heather that had come with. -the universe was paying attention, that day- Sexy man comes home and asks me why I have a bunch of flower petals in my mixer bowl, and I say, I want to try to make rose water
(as a reminder to anyone not currently living my life, I have TRIED to preserve and/or reuse the flowers given to me all my life. This has always resulted in either unidentifyable black crispy things, or black mush.)
Buck looks to the ceiling for guidance, then starts stuffing all the flower bits into a clean bottle for me. He then pours tap water into the bottle and caps it tight.
I already know this is going to result in black mush, but I like living as an optomist, so at least once a day I pick the thing up and try to shake all the air bubbles into one spot. The bottle is crammed with rose petals and heather, so the most I can do with the shaking is to get a few more heather flowers to float to the top of the bottle. Yesterday, I got fed up with the air pockets I knew must be in the bottle somewhere, and I got a stick to poke around in the bottle with. I twist the cap on the bottle, and I hear -pfft! and liquid starts foaming out of the bottle. So I tighten the cap real quick, wipe up the liquid, and stare at the bottle for a while. Eventually my curiosity overcomes my unwillingness to make a mess, so I put a folded paper towel under the bottle, and twist! Once again, pink liquid pours up from the bottle top. Huh. Twist on, no liquid. Twist off, fizzy pink stuff! Amazing! I did this until the bottle stopped overflowing. Thanks to my Amazing Hubby-man We made Rose Champaign!!!

Time is just flying by this morning. L has picture day today. I hope we can make his hair spiky enough to suit him

Yay! A has moved in!
!!!
It is so cool to have a roomie! Here I am, 33+ and I finally get to experience roomieness.
ahhh.
She brings a whole new feel to the house, and it's so comfortable. I don't know what I was expecting. Well, ok, I was expecting that I would make sacrifices, and it would be a good learning experience for me. Other than that, though, I don't know what I was expecting. I feel so fortunate to have such a fun, drama-less, healthy occurrence!

Things I remember from a very young age:
My sister climbing the bookshelf to get the green stamps out of the shoe box they were kept in.
My sister sticking green stamps all over me.
Saying, "Mommy! Mail me!"
Mom losing it, then laughing like crazy.

I recently brought that one up to my Mom again. We decided I was about 2 or 3 at the time. She had forgotten that we went to New Jersey twice. She kept insisting that I was only about 3 months old, and I *know* I said "mail me"

I am looking at NASA's photos of Columbia's left wing, and reading an article about who showed up at a public meeting about the future of spaceflight.
When I think about the consequences of a war on Iraq, I grieve for them. None of the terrible things that will happen to them have happened yet, and I should be celebrating their lives instead of hurting over their future.
When I think about life without a continual push for progressive spaceflight, I itch all over inside! I feel the hairs standing up all over my body! Ayeee! (itch itch itch)
Look, I know there's shit going on all over the world. I know it sux to live in [pick a country], and we are all under a heavy burden of [choose a weight]. AND

There are moments in everyones life that make us great.
Entering a burning building to save a life. Standing before a tank in a public square- and dying for it. Hugging a child, hugging an adult, hugging a stranger, touching another. Sending a living being off this planet and BRINGING IT HOME AGAIN, not once not twice, but more than a thousand times! When did these things become cliche? These acts lift our heads from the muck and mire of our daily crap, and remind us that life covers the whole wide world!

Every time a craft leaves this planet, it brings us just a little closer to seeing this world as one big group of people, instead of a bunch of little groups of people -Buck

I never really cared for the TV persona of Mr. Rogers. I liked the trolley, and the castle, and the grumpy looking old lady who lived in a tree. It is a shock to find in his commencement address at Dartmouth, so many similarities to my own ways of being. I hate it when I come face to face with my prejudices. I assumed that Mr. Rogers was a christian, and I further assumed that he was incapable of having any real depth or connectivity to anything. I am ashamed and disgusted with myself. Of course...I'll get over it ;)

I sure had a good time trashing my prez. yesterday. I also made homemade brownies. I melted the chocolate and everything. They're quite tasty, but the texture is weird.
Weird... i before e, except after c. Or when sounded like "a" as in neighbor and weigh... so how come weird is pronounced weerd not wayrd?

Another quote from Bush's thursday night speech. I started thinking how he would feel if he knew there were Pagans in America praying to their gods, asking for him to recieve "guidance and wisdom and strength"

quote-My faith sustains me, because I pray daily. I pray for guidance and wisdom and strength.

If we were to commit our troops — if we were to commit our troops I would pray for their safety, and I would pray for the safety of innocent Iraqi lives as well.

One thing that's really great about our country is that there are thousands of people who pray for me who I'll never see and be able to thank. But it's a humbling experience to think that people I will never have met have lifted me and my family up in prayer. And for that I'm grateful. It's been a comforting feeling to know that is true. -end quote

This one slid in under the wire. Did anybody see it? Buehler, Buehler?
Bush Assures UN Rights Boss U.S. Not Using Torture

I don't hate George Walker Bush as a person. I despise what he is doing as President in the name of MY country. As a matter of fact, here's another one. Did you know the former Attorney General has drafted articles of impeachment for Bush, Cheney, Ashcroft and Rumsfeld? At the homepage Votetoimpeach.org I found a refresher course in civic responsibility.
We, the people of the United States of America have an easy opportunity to make our voices heard. I say speak up, the world is listening.

Feeling despair over the state of the US? Go visit Amnesty International. It'll help cheer you up. Last night I got tired of being in despair. I refuse to give Bush that power over me for one second more.
We as a people can survive this. We survived Mc Carthy, we survived others, we'll survive this.
Better yet, we as a people can fight this. You know why? Because we can speak out without fear serious of reprisal. No one is going to knock on your door for the content of your blog. No one is going to amputate your tongue, or maim your family members because you don't like Bush.
If we live in fear Bush wins.
I will not fear an angry little man.

So last night my President delayed "Survivor" so he could say nothing in a genuinely artificial sincere way.
WE NEED TO REMEMBER THAT WE ARE NOT POWERLESS

Welcome to me.