Sometimes you chase the bear, sometimes the bear chases you.
For all those who serve or have served, thanks!
I've often wondered why we don't slam shots of tequila prior to beginning a trial. I think I've figured it out. It's because the next thing you know, I would inquire of the court whether in fact my learned opponent knew the difference between come'er and sicc'em. Then I'd be wanting to voir dire opposing counsel to establish if he could even distinguish between gee and haw. Next I'd be all like "Why don't you 'n him fight, winner takes all?"
That's why.
As if being seated in uncomfortable chairs & trapped in crowded, freezing lecture rooms all day weren't bad enough, I have the hotel neighbors from hell. Two doors down, they're noisy and apparently came to Little Rock to spend all their time in a hotel room. Or more precisely, on the balcony outside my room. Maybe that's a real special treat for them, I don't know. I do appreciate that 'Dad' luves his wittle girls so much that he has to sing a special song he made up just for them in his best runner-up American Idol voice but....I really don't want to hear it at 7 a.m. And I'm happy you learned how to do that projection thing so that everyone over at the Capitol building 1/2 mile away could hear you but seriously.
I wanted to stab you in the eye.
It's times like those that make me wish for this:
There should be asshole police with bats. As soon as you start misbehaving, you should get the shit beaten out of you. Put me in charge. I'm telling you, I'd fix all that.
Gene honey do you take requests?
I haz a nice hotel room. I haz a balconies.
Which is a good damn thing since it's a no-smoking room.
*sigh*
I haz a great view of downtown Little Rock though. Which compared to say Chicago or NYC is.....not very interesting.
So far it's been great! Mike's put new blades on my mower, my daughter's bringing BabyGirl over later with a present (which had better not be a damn kitten as she threatened), and CaliGirl sent me an exclusive hand-drawn sketch of.....something. Anyway, looks better than most of the stuff I've seen in MOMA, which is not bad for 14 mos. old.
By far the strangest gift has been what I was handed as we walked into a store I won't name this morning. A little appreciation gift, the lady said, just for mothers. Hmmm. Toothpaste, mouthwash, baby wipes & a maxi pad. Just what I needed. Not.
Very strange.
If you've been following the local news, you might deduce why this week I've been busier than a one-legged man at a squaredance. If not, well it's probably interesting only to me.
If I had some free time, I'm sure I could come up with something interesting to say about Mitt 'One Wife Is Bad Enough' Romney.
Ok maybe not.
Is it just me or is there no one particularly interesting yet in the field of potential presidential candidates?
Funny how these people absorbed enough of our culture to act as if they had some expectation of privacy from a video store clerk.
Funny too how, after something like that, we always hear this:
"But when the government says `Islamic militants,' it sends a message to the public that Islam and militancy are synonymous."
"Don't equate actions with religion," he said.
Yeah well that'd be nice if they returned the favor.
Besides, how else would we distinguish them from all the others, like those deadly Methodist militants? You have to watch out for them man cuz they'll hymn you to death.
Scary.