So, I’m taking out the garbage this morning and a close neighbor walks up to the garbage bin.

Neighbor: “Morning Scorpy (edited for secrecy)”

Me: “Morning”

Neighbor: “Hey I heard that Bush blah, blah, blah killing Iraqi’s and sucking blood, blah, blah, blah”

Me “Where’d you hear that”

Neighbor: “Oh, on Air America”

Me: ”Air America that’s the freaking Cop Rock of the Radio!  Whadda ya a freakin’ idiot?”

Neighbor:"...?"

Me: “Er...”

Neighbor: “Where’d that come from?”

Me:  “I’ve been reading this blog...”

Help me!

The 30-year-old English teacher donned a horse costume emblazoned with the words “Demand Democracy Now” on Dec. 12, 2004, and ran on the Shatin race track. He said he was following the example of British suffragette Emily Davison, who in 1913 ran onto a British race track demanding women’s right to vote, and was killed by a horse.
“I’m shocked,” Pearce said of his sentence.

Pearce, who has been living in the former British colony since its return to Chinese rule in 1997, is best known for dressing up as Spider-Man and climbing on top of a jumbo TV screen in Hong Kong’s central business district to protest Beijing’s bloody crackdown on the 1989 pro-democracy protests in Tiananmen Square.

Feel free to speculate his next move.

“This is not Home Depot’s fault,” he said. ”But I am blaming them for letting me hang in there and just ignoring me.”

Or How I Hate the Left and Won

First stop:
Post office.
Pull in beside mini-van with Kerry/Edwards sticker. Enter post office and play little game of who’s the biggest loser in this place that belongs to this rig.

Every employee is on Quaaludes. Everything’s normal for this branch.

Woman staps up and wants to buy ONE STAMP. Postal worker takes 2 minutes getting one stamp, hands it to her and jokingly says that’ll be $37 dollars. Slight mumbling (I think she uttered BusHitler or something) and then they laugh. She looks at stamp and says $37 for THIS portrait? Haahahaha, use it for a dart board says postal worker. 5 minutes later, customer waks out with her ONE STAMP and I ask as she goes by Who’s on the stamp? She mumbles something incoherently. My number’s finally called and I ask the clerk Who’s on the stamp? Reagan, he answers.

Must. Fight. Urge. To. take this %^&* out side and pave the walkway with her or GO POSTAL on clerk…

(remembers tribute to Islam stamp and funny haha Bush stamp ...).

So I bought two sheets, one to frame and one for my Yule cards to the troops this year to alternate with my hero stamps. I have a roll of 100 flag stamps at home but this made me feel better. A little.

Onto the bank, nearly get t-boned about 4998576 times on the way.....everything ok so far.

Pull into the dry cleaners to pick up an alteration. Pick up contents of wallet that ended up in every corner of my Jeep from slamming on brakes 4998576 times while avoiding aforementioned t-bones. Walk in, can’t locate ticket. No problem, she says, what’s your phone number, I’ll look it up in the computer. Locates order THERE but can’t find it on rack. I say Great, just what I need today, I’m about ready to kill someone. (OOOOOOOPS)

She says Ohmy, you really shouldn’t say that, my son got suspended from school for that.

I exclaim YEA, BUT I’LL BET IT WOULD HAVE BEEN OK IF HE PELTED A BLACK CONSERVATIVE KID WITH OREO COOKIES NOW WOULDN’T IT? !!!!!!!!!!
It when right over her head I’m sure, but that’s just what slipped out.

I think I need to go to kickboxing early tonight and spend a little extra time on the stair glider. Each stride I stomp on a lefty. I feel better already.

Discover has an online article on the research done into the physics of large mammaries

Jennifer Connelly

Why the interest?

One side effect of the obesity epidemic in America is rarely noted: Women’s chests are expanding nearly as fast as their bellies. Poor eating habits, as well as breast implants and the estrogens in birth-control pills, have led to an increase in the past 15 years of more than one bra size for the average American woman—from a 34B to a 36C. For many women, this has been a burdensome trend. A pair of D-cup breasts weighs between 15 and 23 pounds—the equivalent of carrying around two small turkeys.

Make yer jokes about Newton, the second law of physics, and large breasteses here.

I always said I’d get her back for not getting me that pony.

Sondra,

Greg

We had the opportunity to meet one of the Transitional National Authority (TNA) members on 1 October.  Colonel Hudson has arranged a meeting with Judge Wail Abdul Latif at his office in the international zone (IZ).  We decided to make it an office convoy since it’s a relative quick trip that we have done numerous times and somewhat safe, if there is such a thing over here.  Everyone in this picture, except for our two interpreters, is a lawyer, legal administrator, or paralegal.  Above all, they are Soldiers.  I guess you could say we’re not your typical law firm.

Convoy Briefing

After arriving at Mr Latif’s office, Colonel Hudson, Lieutenant Royer, Dr. Zwayne (interpreter) and myself went inside for the meeting.  My role was less of an official one and mostly for security reasons.  Mr. Latif greeting us in a traditional Iraqi manner and were offered all types of beverages.  The conversation focused around the Iraqi constitution, since he was one of the drafters.  Mr. Latif had explained how he had researched many constitutions from various countries and how they had all played a part in drafting theirs.  He did admit that there were several differences between the Kurds, Sunnis and Shia that would have to be worked out over the years and he realized this is just the beginning of a new Iraq.  Mr. Latif was very optimistic about the constitution being approved.  Good news to us all considering that is another stepping stone towards the mission coming to a close here.

COL Hudson, Dr. Zwayne, myself, and Mr Latif

While this was taking place inside, the rest of our convoy was busy building relations with the future of Iraq.  It seems that a little girl had won over some of our fellow Soldiers outside, particularly Specialist Brad Rokicki

SPC Rokicki and his new friend

It seems that most of the children here are very curious about Americans and, as in the picture below, some things are universal when playing with kids.  Is she cute or what?

SPC Rokicki having some fun

Back inside, we wrapped up our meeting on a very positive note.  COL Hudson also gave Mr. Latif some of the products we had generated use while training the Iraqi Army and police on human rights.  He also managed to slip him a Marne Division patch and pin.

Exchanging handbooks and good will

Before leaving the IZ we made a couple of other stops on the way back to see our personnel from 4th Brigade and eat lunch.  After confirming all was well with those from the Vanguard Brigade, we loaded up for the quick dash back to Camp Liberty.  Just how I like it, everyone back, safe and sound.  Mission accomplished.  Not bad for just another day at the office.

Conducting post convoy operations.

So this is what passes for intelligent debate from the left:

Black Democratic leaders in Maryland say that racially tinged attacks against Lt. Gov. Michael S. Steele in his bid for the U.S. Senate are fair because he is a conservative Republican.
Such attacks against the first black man to win a statewide election in Maryland include pelting him with Oreo cookies during a campaign appearance, calling him an “Uncle Tom” and depicting him as a black-faced minstrel on a liberal Web log.

Kinda Makes Malkin’s new book all the more apt and timely.