Friday, January 30, 2009


Mitch McConnell, the top Republican in the U.S. Senate, warned his party on Thursday it must appeal to a broader spectrum of American voters if it hopes to recapture power in Washington.
I am thoroughly enjoying watching the Republican clown show as they whine about shooting themselves in the foot. Feet. Whatever.

Keep up the good work, boys.


Water bills too high?

This might be the problem (work safe, virus free).

Yeah, I'm trying to figure out how to get that link to work.

Update - here. Best I can do.



An unlikely pearl of wisdom from generally reliably whacko Kathleen Parker -
There's plenty to criticize, but shouting socialism in a crowded panic room is laughable under the circumstances.

About damn time - Senate Passes Health Insurance Bill for Children. Thirty-two cretins voted to let poor kids die.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009


How interesting is it that a Bush appointee - Chief Justice Roberts - messed up his little part in the ceremony?


Am I the only Democrat in the country NOT on the Mall today?

Just a few observations...

HW Bush should swat Cheney out of that wheelchair and use it himself.

I've heard waterboarding is good for a bad back....

As rich as the Bushies are, couldn't they afford to buy Laura something better than a burlap sack? I know,I know - it's probably some high-priced designer original. Still looks like a burlap sack to me.

Great hat, Aretha.

Our new First Lady looks wonderful, but in a few years they'll be clubbing the boys away from Malia.

North Carolina took this today so D.C didn't have to -

(Ye Olde Back Forty)

By training and inclination, I think in terms of sacred music. I don't care if you praise God, the FSM, the Goddess, or none at all....

Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.


Sunday, January 18, 2009

I’d get down on my knees, but it’s too hard to get up.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

What a day. There will be champagne, backslapping, high fives, and terrorist fist bumping.

And I hear there’s a new Democratic president, too.

On Tuesday, I will be a one-year cancer survivor.

Oh, not one-year cancer free…it’s still with me. But when I was first diagnosed, nobody expected me to see the summer.

I saw it. It was hot.

And damnation, but it’s cold now.

I still have chemo and it’s side effects, I have neuropathy that makes it difficult to use my hands and feet. I get tired and short of breath.

But in many, many ways – this is one of the best times of my life. I am enjoying life, and the aforementioned aches and pains are nothing.

I am lucky, blessed, whatever.

And living to see a Democratic president being swept into office - the first African-American president, no less – what a gift!

My conservative acquaintances have their noses firmly stuck in the air. “President Bush didn’t cause all this security trouble and expense”.

Oh, I love it – like his Magic Republican Cooties or something protected him? And kept the crowds away.?

I just smile sweetly and say “I suspect over half those crowds would be cheering for Donald Duck if it meant saying ‘good riddance’ to Bush”.

Nor have I bothered watching any of Dubya’s "farewell and revise” attempts. The only thing he could say that would possibly interest me is “Yes Officer, I understand my Miranda rights”.

When you’re celebrating Tuesday – spare a thought for me, please. Raise a glass, smile, say a prayer, or send a good thought. All are appreciated.


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