Awwww!



My future kids.



My real future kid.

Beat that dead horse

I can't help it, I'm surrounded by this stuff daily. But tell me this isn't just a bit wrong...

"The memo says soldiers need precision-guided pistols, in addition to heavy-fire machine guns, to ensure that innocent people are not killed." --Washington Times article

It makes sense...supposedly, when guarding convoys from attacks, the soldiers are left with M-2s and grenade launchers (for which accuracy means blowing a hole in a building...or a crowd). And instead of having to lots of little holes in lots of people, they would rather blow one big hole in just a few.

OK, it doesn't make sense.

A Rose by Any Other Name...

So it's "global struggle against violent extremism" now.

Right. That's a desperate appeal for support there.

I can hear the military--giving nice, flashy, animated briefings with the new moniker GSAVE. I feel so patriotic.

Blah, blah, blah

Trying to blog surreptitiously at work is so fun. Even when I have nothing to blog about.

Nothing I'd like to blog about that is...Just read the NY Time article about the lady who fired her nanny after reading the nanny's blog. Had many mixed emotions about it too. First, oye, I want to be married and have kids, but damn, I don't want to be that righteous and awful. Second, what kind of an idiot is this girlie-girl giving her boss the address to her blog and writing about her sexual escapades and complaints about her boss's family? Third, blogs may be over, at least in the voyeuristic diary-type blogs that people read only for the outrageous crap that people do in their lives. You might as well be watching yet another season of the Real World, only the bloggers don't band together in other reality shows that show them drowning themselves and eating sheep intestines. No, that would be fun. Unfortunately, these penthouse forum bloggers are considered a step above tabloid trash because it's their life that they willingly put out there. Think the Washingtonienne. Blech. The humanity.

Fourth, I need to blog.

Fifth, must stop reading Harry Potter and have wild sexual escapades with next cute stranger.

Sixth, no. There are no cute strangers in this town. Have cute wonderful boyfriend. Must not think of Gary Oldman. Icky old nutty man.

Seventh, I'm getting old. Especially when I'd rather have Gary Oldman over any of those stupid ass little children with the smirky faces in 90210-lite sticky beach dramas such as OC and One Tree Hill.

Eighth and final. Am old. And writing this at work. Must stop now.

Well I never was in fashion.

It seems that the blogging fad is coming to an end. Be it too many opinions, too much happiness, too much depression, too much writing, too little experiences, ADD, or just sheer boredom. So, I say goodbye to Prodigal Blog and RHPT (otherwise known as "only-real-men-like-Hello-Kitty"). Ciao pazzi e tenere tue galline a tuo! May you forever comment on everyone else's blogs.

I can't think of anything original to say about how horrific the recent bombings were in London. Just remember that it is just one of many from Al Qaeda:

--Feb 1993 - 1st World trade center bombing (6 dead)
--June 1996 - Khobar Towers housing bombing (19 dead)
--Aug 1998 - US Embassy bombing in Kenya (247 dead)
--Aug 1998 - US Embassy bombing in Tanzania (10 dead)
--Oct 2000 - Bombing of the USS Cole (17 dead)
--Sept 2001 - World Trade Center/ Pentagon attacks (2973 dead)
--Dec 2001 - Attempted plane bombing from Paris to Miami flight (0 dead)
--Apr 2002 - Bombing in a Tunisia synagogue (19 dead)
--June 2002 - US Consulate bombing in Pakistan (19 dead)
--Oct 2002 - French supertanker bombed in Yemen (1 dead)
--Oct 2002 - Nightclub bombing in Bali, Indonesia (202 dead)
--Nov 2002 - Israeli owned hotel bombing in Kenya (16 dead)
--May 2003 - Car bombing in Saudi Arabian compounds (25 dead)
--May 2003 - Suicide bombers in various locations in Casablanca, Morocco (42 dead)
--Aug 2003 - Hotel bombing in Jakarta, Indonesia (10 dead)
--Mar 2004 - Bombings in Spanish trains (191 dead)

Let it be the straw that breaks the camel's back and create concensus worldwide that extremism and terrorism should not coerce us into isolation or fear of retaliation when a fellow nation gets attacked. I don't want to live in Israel-like conditions with my trusty AK on my side. Not that I advocate nuking the world to a parking lot, but we've got to stop bickering and thinking solely of our individual welfare and work together to end this. ARgh.

Supervillainess Supreme

Supervillainess supreme



Bow down peons.

Try it out...feel the power.

Thanks Mellie for the link, because this was way too fun.