war and weather
war and weather
Welcome to neurotic day. Natalie is going on a field trip today to the Buehler Space Center in New Jersey. I'll be biting my nails until she gets home tonight. No, it has nothing to do with being afraid of acts of terrorism. I just have this thing about long bus trips. One year her school ran a field trip and there was a bus accident on the way home and two kids died. So I'm not thinking about all the fun she will have on this trip and what a great learning experience it will be for her. No, I'm thinking about distracted bus drivers. I can't help it. I'm a worst-case scenario kind of person.
I seem to be having a problem with the site loading slowly ever since I put up the blogsnob link. Is anyone else having this problem?
So the war has taken the turn that I expected it would. Is it me or has this been a war of errors? Errant food packages killing civilians, Red Cross stations being bombed, and total denial of any and all mistakes from the automatons in charge. There's no denying this one. Friendly fire is kind of hard to blame on anyone else, or swee under the rug.
Strom has turned 99. I'm still holding out that bucket for you, Strom. Come kick it anytime you like.
I'm going to enjoy another day of spring-like weather. Is anyone else around here just a bit bothered by the warmth in the air lately? To some people, it means they get to enjoy great weather in December. To me, it means something is seriously fucked up.
Yes, only I could find the drawbacks to nice weather.