You know who really talks with his hands? Donald Rumsfeld. It’s like he’s doing some kind of hand jive in every picture you see of him. And the one’s I’ve been seeing lately show a disturbing trend. First, he’s got this kind of “Look, nothing up my sleeve” pose, that just makes me think he’s trying to misdirect us from… Read more →
Day: March 20, 2006
I need to write something SERIOUS with that…
The good news Friday, which was somewhat overshadowed temporarily by my illness, is that my birthday gift from Ralph arrived. This year, he made me a gorgeous fountain pen, turning some box elder (a.k.a. “Manitoba Maple“) to produce a really wonderful item. The pen’s cap is threaded, so you can screw it on to the pen (I assume this is… Read more →
“Celebrating” St. Patrick’s Day
This year was pretty clearly the worst St. Paddy’s Day of the decade for me. I was already mocking myself on Thursday night because my plans for celebrating were basically: 1) dress Sarah in a green shirt 2) go see V For Vendetta which is a much less rambunctious celebration than it has been for most of the last decade.… Read more →
