I am shockingly tired right now. Guess the party was good 
Sounds like the Iraq (or Iraqi?) elections went fairly well, with an estimated 60%+ turn-out. It’s very unfortunate that the day couldn’t have been peaceful, but that would mean we had been transported to a different universe.
Here’s hoping that it makes a difference.
weather.com - Local Severe Weather Alerts Details
I wish it would have waited a day. I’ve got some plans for today, plus if this snow came tomorrow then there’d be a good chance that work would be slower than normal ’cause people would go home early. Oh well, I like work so it’s ok.
Soon I’ll be off to participate in a certain ferret’s birthday party.
That’s right.
No laughing!
Hey, it isn’t my ferret.
Ok, so maybe a little giggle is ok.
Ok, so I didn’t really know the woman in the car in front of me, but I saw her yesterday. And true to form, she made that left without a turn signal again.
To be honest, I don’t know that she was a she. In fact, she might have been a he with very "feminine" hair and motherly behavior. For the sake of argument, lets assume she was a she and not a he.
Yesterday she was, apparently, teaching a child to count because she kept sticking up her hand and then raising all 5 of her fingers (or for you purists, 4 fingers and 1 thumb) in sequence. And shaking and wiggling them, perhaps for dramatic effect. Do you know how many times you can count to 5 during ten minutes of bumper-to-bumper, slow traffic? Neither do I, but I’m fairly sure that "a lot", "too many" and "please stop" are front-runners.
I was sorely tempted to begin holding up my hand and raising my fingers in sequence.
GameCenter: Recap - SuperBowl.com - Official website of Super Bowl XXXIX
That was so… depressing.
sigh
I’ve brought another sheep into the fold… I mean, lamb to the sla… damnit.
It took a little voodoo, but I convinced my sister to run a blog. “Why?” you ask. Impertinent mortal whelp!
Actually, though, the main reasons are:
At least, those were my main reasons for convincing her. There are other good reasons, such as the diary/entry style of management should work well with the idea of placing designs with their description and pictures online.
Oh, I suppose you are wondering where the blog is, exactly, and here you go: My world as I see it. You must cut her a lot of slack because it opened today and she’s exceptionally new to it. In other words, I’ll be helping make the site look better. Promise.
Well, we finally got some snow. There’s not too terribly much (maybe an inch or so), but the problem is that there are no trucks managing the snow.
I also have a very very light car, which ought to make the drive home … interesting.
Wish me luck this evening!
WHFS Changes Its Tune to Spanish (washingtonpost.com)
If you dont’ have a Washingtonpost.com login, you may have to sign up for one. Here’s a quote to help it make sense:
WHFS-FM, the Washington area radio station that was a pioneering purveyor of alternative rock to generations of young music fans, did a programming U-turn yesterday by ditching the genre for a Spanish-language, pop-music format that transforms it into the largest Spanish-language station on the local dial.
Washingtonpost.com
It was quite the (rude!) shock on the way home last night. I think the decision that the FCC made a few years ago that led to ClearChannel and Infinity owning most of the radio stations, in a word, sucks. And sucks badly.
The above move is a result of that. For some background, WHFS had been one of (if not the) rock/alternative-rock station for the last 36 years. They’ve been a big force, even if they’ve slipped for (apparently) the last decade. I have two really big complaints, one I think just suddenly switching formats (it just flipped over at noon) is a slap in the face to all the people who’ve supported you in the past and two, it’s going to make a huge impact on the scene in DC. WHFS organized a TON of music events that someone else is going to have to step in and fill.
Blah. God I hate ClearChannel and Infinity (Infinity owns 99.1 which was WHFS).
Ok, well in case you didn’t notice the big ol’ post, the second part of the story is out. Enjoy 
As for Orbiter — well, if you’ve got a PC and are interested in space, orbital mechanics and space flight, then check it out. My only gripe would be that, when in the cockpit or in the atmosphere, there is no sound. I’m sorry, but there is a lot of sound during, oh, say a Space Shuttle launch.
Anyway, it is very cool if you’re into that sort of thing.
And so Monday passes.
What, thought I’d have something insightful to say? Obviously you’re new here then.
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So the original title (which was …) was very unliked by the WordPress system so it has been replaced with dot dot dot.
*shrug*
Whatever.
Go read dooce
I’ve filed this under "It’s Funny, Laugh" as well as General because I find this woman’s writing style to be down write hysterical.
In the good, funny way, not that other way.
Here’s an example… it involves a dog, a vacuum and fleas.
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Quote from Mother, if you’re reading this, the part about the four women, it’s not true
I was a little nervous at first because they showed up a bit early and we hadn?¢‚Ǩ‚Ñ¢t yet put Leta to bed, and putting Leta to bed it a little bit of an idiotic ritual involving tub time and squealing and giggling and SPLASHING SPLASHING water that those without children might think insane. But Nikki immediately asked to hold Leta, and I was charmed instantly. Leta of course grabbed her watch immediately, and Nikki was nervous about letting her put it into her mouth because it might be dirty, and I explained that Leta lives with Chuck. And Chuck lives with his ass. Therefore, the two classes of logic I took ten years ago tell us that Leta gets licked by Chuck?¢‚Ǩ‚Ñ¢s ass on a regular basis. Who cares if the watch is dirty?