So, OK, this was an OK day, altogether.
Probably mostly because I am just so flaked out. I didn't get to sleep last night until about 22:30 for some reason. I went to bed at 21:00 and watched the clock for that long, yeah. So, tonight I'm really foggy. As in, "What day is this? Well, OK, which year?" I did wake up on time and get to work forthwith, but ... about noonish, I got really really hungry. Which was OK, 'cause it was almost time for me to go to lunch. Which I did, all in good time, about 12:30, which is my usual lunch time. And then BAM! it's like I hit a brick wall. All of the energy that I had escaped out of, I dunno, was it my ass? Somewhere, it left. I was driving the console today, so I was sitting. I've had several coronaries, so I know whereof I speak here: I was actually thinking that my heart had simply quit beating. No pain or anything like that... just absolute inertia. I was sitting in front of the console, and I just knew for a split-second there that I was never going to get up... it was over. Luckily, I was wrong. That whole experience was probably 20 seconds total. But scary. I think that this weekend took my to my limit. And maybe a little beyond. O'yeah, I have found a lot of corroborating evidence on the Jessica Lynch thing. Do a google on her, or just ask me for the links. Yeah, totally UN-american. One thing that has always pissed me off: people who say, "America: love it or leave it!" and another thing:"My country, right or wrong!" America: love it or leave it? No Fu*#$^@ way. If you love it, you will stay here and make America right... that's called the democratic process. and My country, right or wrong? No, fool, wrong is wrong. A majority claiming that they know what is right doesn't make it so: see the constitution and the bill of rights if you disagree. And yes, a patriot *can* disagree with the sitting administration. It doesn't make them traitors, it means that they're disagreeing. And it probably means that they're more patriotic than the dummies who believe everything that the sitting administration tells them. This is just as true now as it was in 1964 and 1978 and in 1956 and in 1997. So, tomorrow we will discuss shit. As in, literal shit. In the Mail: On the shelf: