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Friday, Jan. 17, 2003 - 3:00 p.m. Smurf turf!So U.N. weapons inspectors found warheads in Iraq. They were in their carry-on baggage. Thank you, I'll be here indefinitely. Bush is a horrible liar. He can't mask his intentions for shit. He's going after Iraq because � in his words � "this is the guy who tried to kill my father" and they have all that oil our Texas oil president would love to control. He's going after Iraq because it's like the Yankees playing the Tampa Bay Devil Rays � the devils don't have a chance. We'll crush Iraq and look big and bad and powerful doing it. North Korea's the real problem. North Korea's where we know they have nukes. They've told us. And yet, Bush is willing to talk with North Korea, whereas he's bullying Iraq around rather than negotiating with them too. As it was pointed out on NPR this morning, this discovery of the warheads (which were empty of any chemical weapons, by the way) could be viewed as evidence that these weapons inspections are working and there's no need to attack. Just continue to search. If something drastically dangerous is found, then consider whether or not to send in bombs of our own. On to lighter news ... Well, it's not news, per se. A column on CNNSI.com asked for the most hideous college basketball court designs in the country. One was Boise State, which I happen to think has the worst football field in the nation. But, regarding the football field, the column mentions that birds have been known to dive-bomb the field because the blue turf resembles a lake. HA! Stupid birds. And they call it "Smurf Turf." So I preordered Harry Potter and the Pile of Money from Barnes & Noble. It'll be fun to read � and June 21, the Summer Solstice. A good day for reading. I'm not going near a bookstore that day, either. There's something of a mystery going on back at Notre Dame. A month ago, during a four-day weekend at the end of the semester (set aside as "study days" before finals start on a Monday), a freshman from Wisconsin disappeared after a late-night, off-campus party. His friends left the house at 2 a.m. and offered him a ride. He decided to stay a little longer. No one heard from him after 4 a.m., when a nearby hospital worker on a smoke break may have talked with him. His parents visited campus for the first time since then this week. (They received a medal "that is given to all incoming students," and yet my pal LJ and I do not recall being given any such medal.) It's a sad and eerie story that will hopefully have a pleasant ending, but it doesn't look promising. But I'll leave you with these queasy entries from Miss-Edith and Kinetix. In fact, that's the second of two in a row from Kinetix, so be sure to click "previous" on his page. Happy reading!
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