December 15th, 2003

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Okay, since the media's pissing all over itself like a puppy when mommy comes home...

...I have to ask.
1: What does Saddam Hussein have to do, in any way shape or form, with the status of things in the Middle East? Okay, the Iraqis know that he's not running their country now. But surely they knew that... well what, when the US came tromping in the front door and announced 'HELLO, WE'RE HERE FOR SADDAM'? So seriously: what's the benefit to them- what's the benefit to us?
2: apparently there is an article in the London newspaper the Telegraph which throws the whole war on Iraq into grim, horrifying contrast. This article went to press about oh 5 hours before Saddam was captured. Anybody wanna bet that Bin Laden 'gets captured' the week we go into the New Hampshire primaries?
3: Oh, and isn't it good to see that the evil horrible liberal media has fallen in step with the administration within a mere 3 years, since it was the tool of the devil all through Clinton's administration?

To me, the whole thing is starting to look more and more like the work of a poorly-orchestrated cabal. The Manichurean Candidate, gentlemen. Not The Keystone Kops. I'm just surprised nobody seems to notice this. My folks were in the midwest and Pennsylvania 8 months ago, and said when they got home that they couldn't believe the lack of critical thought involved in the view of their relatives in re: the 'war on Iraq' (read: the Geneva-Convention-violating invasion of Iraq). Everyone they spoke to was going on and on about how evil Saddam was and how he had something to do with the World Trade Center attack.
I don't know what troubles me more: the fact that the attempts to divert attention are so fucking obvious-- or the fact that they don't honestly need to be more subtle.
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This Isn't Alice's Fucking Number for Christ's Sake.

So we are rolling the phone plan over @ work into a different provider.

I was offered the option of picking a new #, or sticking with the # I had. I chose the former, because about once a week I'd get someone else's voicemail: generally it was a woman, speaking in Spanish, asking regarding a housecleaning position. My Spanish is not good enough to permit me to coherently tell her there is nobody at this phone who wants a housekeeper, so she calls back.
Over.
And Over.

So yes, new phone number! say I, thinking that this will be my ticket to unlimited bliss and freedom from Senora Gonzales calling at 4 PM to ask me about the housekeeper position in the house I don't own. Curiously, while some of the folks have been able to grasp 'I'm sorry, there's no housekeeping position available at this phone number'- not a one of these has been able to tell me where she got the damn #.

New phone. It's too small. It's freakishly small. It's mutated-pigmy-chihuahua small. I'll put it this way: it has a little leash on it, that you can put fingers through while you're using it so you don't drop the thing?
The leash is nearly twice as long as the phone. And is just barely big enough to surround my whole hand.
And.
I've already gotten voicemail for a Tracey from her brother who wanted her to know that the book she wanted him to pick up doesn't exist.
Sent within the last 1/2 hour.

Fuck!!!
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But! Something good happened.

So I had been looking at the world and whining about the fact I did not have ANY free bookshelf space. Wah wah wah, no bookshelves for me, wah.

Get home tonight, get out of the car, and leaning against the wall next to the garbage are two uprights from the Ikea shelves I have in the hall, and five shelves for it. I will need to buy 12 shelves to A) fill out the extant space and B) fill out both uprights, but then- I will have about 48' of empty shelf-space.
THAT ought to keep me going for a while. Hah-HAH-hah. Hah. Heh.
And since I'm a dork: 15 of the appropriately-sized shelves will cost me $90, not the horrific amount more I thought it'd be.

And to fill it out, a silly quiz in the style of the Halloween Trick-Or-Treat one. I gave it my whole friendslist, and this is what it gave me back...
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