Hey Southie!
The SecDef must have gotten my message 'cause I can see you again. Yesterday at 1415, this morning at 0718 & 1221................lol
Friday, March 31, 2006
This Day In History
Washington, March 31 _ Lyndon Baines Johnson announced tonight: "I shall not seek and I will not accept the nomination of my party as your President."
Later, at a White House news conference, he said his decision was "completely irrevocable."
Read the whole story and see the NYT front page here.
Later, at a White House news conference, he said his decision was "completely irrevocable."
Read the whole story and see the NYT front page here.
Iranian Karma
First story......
TEHRAN, Iran (AP) -- Iran successfully test-fired Friday a missile with the ability to avoid radar and hit several targets simultaneously, the airforce chief of the elite Revolutionary Guards said.
Second story....
CNN) -- A series of earthquakes struck western Iran early Friday, killing dozens and flattening entire villages.
Howdaya like them apples?
TEHRAN, Iran (AP) -- Iran successfully test-fired Friday a missile with the ability to avoid radar and hit several targets simultaneously, the airforce chief of the elite Revolutionary Guards said.
Second story....
CNN) -- A series of earthquakes struck western Iran early Friday, killing dozens and flattening entire villages.
Howdaya like them apples?
Last Night Was Chaos
Last night's lecture was supposed to be about history and it veered a little into current events with a very liberal slant. The book had better not be propaganda. The lecture was again part of a series The Lowell Institute sponsers at various venues around Boston. The particular one took place at The Old South Meetinghouse.
Thursday, March 30, 6:30 p.m.
Death in the Haymarket: A Story of Chicago, the First Labor Movement, and the Bombing that Divided Gilded-Age AmericaIn May of 1886 Americans awoke to the news that a bomb had exploded a Chicago labor rally killing several policemen. Coming in the midst of the largest national strike Americans had ever seen, the bombing, the mass hysteria it created, and the sensational trial and executions that followed, made headlines across the country. National sentiment turned against the burgeoning labor movement, ending a moment of hope for the nation’s working class. James Green, professor of history at UMASS Boston and Howard Zinn, author of A People’s History of the United States will discuss the exhilarating rise of a visionary union movement and its downfall in the wake of the Haymarket tragedy
I missed the lecture last week with former governor Paul Cellucci about Diplomacy in a post 9/11 world. I think I would have enjoyed that a lot more.
So, since I am so far behind on all my reading right afterwards I popped over to my parents and gave the book to my mother for now.
Then I dash to the gym and find....I forgot my sneakers....home....get sneakers....back to the gym....sigh of frustration. I am just ready to close my locker at the gym when Jen calls. She and her boyfriend will need a ride home from Jordano's, but the drunk bus can wait for an hour. So I jump on the treadmill next to Trish and get all sweaty for an hour between that and some machines, take a shower and it's off the grab them. Their bartender is ready to close up and move to his own hangout which is halfway there, so I meet them in Marshfield..........where we end up staying for more than an hour. Jennifer was hysterically funny as usual. At one point when I was telling her about aggravating SouthieBoy.......she stopped me.
Jennifer: Listen, listen, listen, next time you talk to SB, you tell him....can you tell him something?
Me: Yes
Jennifer: You tell him....from me....I said...when you act like that...
Me: Like what?
Jennifer: Like you! You tell him I said he has my permission to call you a bastid!
Me: laughing
Jennifer: I am serious! You are a bastid! He has my permission to say it. Does he know Sr. Ann Rita? (obscure reference to a nun from her school days, a total nonsensical question)
There you go SouthieBoy!
Anyway....I am exhausted! Tonight is Stations and maybe the gym again.........what price chocolate!
Thursday, March 30, 6:30 p.m.
Death in the Haymarket: A Story of Chicago, the First Labor Movement, and the Bombing that Divided Gilded-Age AmericaIn May of 1886 Americans awoke to the news that a bomb had exploded a Chicago labor rally killing several policemen. Coming in the midst of the largest national strike Americans had ever seen, the bombing, the mass hysteria it created, and the sensational trial and executions that followed, made headlines across the country. National sentiment turned against the burgeoning labor movement, ending a moment of hope for the nation’s working class. James Green, professor of history at UMASS Boston and Howard Zinn, author of A People’s History of the United States will discuss the exhilarating rise of a visionary union movement and its downfall in the wake of the Haymarket tragedy
I missed the lecture last week with former governor Paul Cellucci about Diplomacy in a post 9/11 world. I think I would have enjoyed that a lot more.
So, since I am so far behind on all my reading right afterwards I popped over to my parents and gave the book to my mother for now.
Then I dash to the gym and find....I forgot my sneakers....home....get sneakers....back to the gym....sigh of frustration. I am just ready to close my locker at the gym when Jen calls. She and her boyfriend will need a ride home from Jordano's, but the drunk bus can wait for an hour. So I jump on the treadmill next to Trish and get all sweaty for an hour between that and some machines, take a shower and it's off the grab them. Their bartender is ready to close up and move to his own hangout which is halfway there, so I meet them in Marshfield..........where we end up staying for more than an hour. Jennifer was hysterically funny as usual. At one point when I was telling her about aggravating SouthieBoy.......she stopped me.
Jennifer: Listen, listen, listen, next time you talk to SB, you tell him....can you tell him something?
Me: Yes
Jennifer: You tell him....from me....I said...when you act like that...
Me: Like what?
Jennifer: Like you! You tell him I said he has my permission to call you a bastid!
Me: laughing
Jennifer: I am serious! You are a bastid! He has my permission to say it. Does he know Sr. Ann Rita? (obscure reference to a nun from her school days, a total nonsensical question)
There you go SouthieBoy!
Anyway....I am exhausted! Tonight is Stations and maybe the gym again.........what price chocolate!
I Am Too Tired To Type
Long day..........last stop.........drunk bus for my sister and her meatball.
Thursday, March 30, 2006
My Evil Laugh of the Day x 2
I followed a link from The Castle to get to these guys and their excellent pic. This is up on my desktop and will make me laugh all day. How do you think I *got* to the 8th ring of hell?
My other mean giggle is for stupid Cynthis McKinney. The people on Fox & Friends couldn't cover this because of all the Jill Carroll news. they were bummed, so was I. On the bright side.........guess who they would cut to for updates and reaction because he is live Thursday mornings? That's right.......MG Rick Lynch........good job kiddo!
Watch him here.. The link will take you to the Pentagon channel, scroll down and select the Baghdad briefing.
My other mean giggle is for stupid Cynthis McKinney. The people on Fox & Friends couldn't cover this because of all the Jill Carroll news. they were bummed, so was I. On the bright side.........guess who they would cut to for updates and reaction because he is live Thursday mornings? That's right.......MG Rick Lynch........good job kiddo!
Watch him here.. The link will take you to the Pentagon channel, scroll down and select the Baghdad briefing.
Jill Carroll Released
I'm happy. See...........I'm not completely heartless!
BAGHDAD, March 30 -- American journalist Jill Carroll, abducted in early January by gunmen in Baghdad, was released to a Sunni Arab political party in the capital Thursday morning after 82 days in captivity.
The whole story here.
BAGHDAD, March 30 -- American journalist Jill Carroll, abducted in early January by gunmen in Baghdad, was released to a Sunni Arab political party in the capital Thursday morning after 82 days in captivity.
The whole story here.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Tonight's Lecture
Tonight I attended a Lowell Lecture Series lecture at the Bostonian Society. The Lowell Institute sponsors lectures all over the city. I have attended science lectures at the Museum of Science and nature lectures at the New England Aquarium, current events lectures at The Old South Meetinghouse. But the historical lectures at the Bostonian Society are my favorite. Tonight's topic was Stephen Decatur and the lecture was given by Robert Allison, the author of "Stephen Decatur, American Naval Hero, 1779 - 1820". I have heard Mr. Allison speak before and knew it would be interesting.....plus, I'm a Navy girl, doncha know.......
I bought two copies.........one is autographed with a nice sentiment to SouthieBoy.......the other says "To Maggie, who is prettier than SouthieBoy"
I bought two copies.........one is autographed with a nice sentiment to SouthieBoy.......the other says "To Maggie, who is prettier than SouthieBoy"
The Nose on Your Face
This guy is always funny (if only he had nutella!). You should check him out. This post I found particularly amusing.
Top 9 Positive Stories On The Iraq War In The Mainstream Media
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A well-reasoned liberal assessment of the Iraq War (both pre-war and present) can be found here.
Also, the site he links to at the end is amusing.
Top 9 Positive Stories On The Iraq War In The Mainstream Media
9.
8. (tie)
8. (tie)
7.
6.
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3.
2.
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A well-reasoned liberal assessment of the Iraq War (both pre-war and present) can be found here.
Also, the site he links to at the end is amusing.
Monday, March 27, 2006
Major General Rick Lynch
Yea! Major General Rick Lynch..........my fav on the Pentagon Channel, got the quote of the day on the New York Times blast email "Headlines of the Day".
QUOTATION OF THE DAY
"It's hard sometimes to sort out who's killing who."
MAJ. GENERAL RICK LYNCH, an American military spokesman, on sectarian violence in Iraq.
I am a huge fan of the Thursday morning Baghdad Briefing. He is the best!
Congratulations, sir!
Happy Birthday GracieBaby!
Today is my sister's birthday and I remembered to call and sing!
Yesterday we were all at her house, sharing a meal, watching her open presents, laughing and talking.
We are so lucky.
Yesterday we were all at her house, sharing a meal, watching her open presents, laughing and talking.
We are so lucky.
Sunday, March 26, 2006
The Gym on a Sunday Evening
It was awesome! The place was virtually empty. There were 14 cars in the lot including my own. I saw one girl leaving as I arrived, so I had the locker room/shower/steam/sauna all the myself. There were four guys working out, only one seriously. I did my sad pathetic 40 minutes on the treadmill, some stretching, some yoga (not class, just stuff I've learned), a solitary steam and a shower. It was like having my own private club.
Watched Sopranos at Trish's house where my dinner was served to me.........I could get used to this!
Although my calves ache (you wouldn't know what to do if I didn't whine about something).
Watched Sopranos at Trish's house where my dinner was served to me.........I could get used to this!
Although my calves ache (you wouldn't know what to do if I didn't whine about something).
We Fight For People Like You
Read this story over at Real Clear Politic Blog
"An anti-gay protest outside the state Capitol on Thursday afternoon by members of a controversial Kansas church drew jeers, tears and confrontations from counter-demonstrators.
About 30 members of the Westboro Baptist Church, founded in Topeka by the Rev. Fred Phelps, stood on the sidewalk along Broadway, holding signs that said "USA = Fag Nation" and "Thank God for Dead Soldiers."
The demonstrators, mostly relatives of Phelps, went to the Capitol to oppose proposed legislation inspired by their latest protest target - funerals of American troops killed in Iraq and Afghanistan.
The group believes God is punishing the country - and causing the deaths of soldiers and Marines - because it condones homosexuality.
Margie Phelps sang, shouted and led chants, referring to the bombs, known as IEDs, that claim American lives in Iraq.
"Give me an I," she yelled.
"Give me an E."
"Give me a D."
"What does it spell?"
"Dead soldiers!" shouted the protesters.
Marine Lance Cpl. Jeremy Palmer, 22, of Commerce City, couldn't take it any longer as he listened to the Westboro members sing their own lyrics to the tune of the Marine Corps anthem.
He stood within a foot of the singers, waved a Marine flag and yelled the correct last line to the song.
"We fight for people like you," he yelled at them."
"An anti-gay protest outside the state Capitol on Thursday afternoon by members of a controversial Kansas church drew jeers, tears and confrontations from counter-demonstrators.
About 30 members of the Westboro Baptist Church, founded in Topeka by the Rev. Fred Phelps, stood on the sidewalk along Broadway, holding signs that said "USA = Fag Nation" and "Thank God for Dead Soldiers."
The demonstrators, mostly relatives of Phelps, went to the Capitol to oppose proposed legislation inspired by their latest protest target - funerals of American troops killed in Iraq and Afghanistan.
The group believes God is punishing the country - and causing the deaths of soldiers and Marines - because it condones homosexuality.
Margie Phelps sang, shouted and led chants, referring to the bombs, known as IEDs, that claim American lives in Iraq.
"Give me an I," she yelled.
"Give me an E."
"Give me a D."
"What does it spell?"
"Dead soldiers!" shouted the protesters.
Marine Lance Cpl. Jeremy Palmer, 22, of Commerce City, couldn't take it any longer as he listened to the Westboro members sing their own lyrics to the tune of the Marine Corps anthem.
He stood within a foot of the singers, waved a Marine flag and yelled the correct last line to the song.
"We fight for people like you," he yelled at them."
Madeline *Not*Bright vs. Bill Kristol
I love Bill Kristol!! I love Fox News Sunday. Chris Wallace asked the panel about Madeline's OpEd in the LA Times.
Bill ripped her a new one! the look on his face was priceless!
I thought last week's spanking of Juan Williams by Brit Hume (video here the last 3 minutes of a 10 minute clip) was awesome! This was better!!!!!!
I will link the video as soon as Fox puts it up!
What a great weekend. Got lots done, dinner with Trish last night, FoxNews this morning and I am on my way to my sister's house to celebrate her birthday.
Bill ripped her a new one! the look on his face was priceless!
I thought last week's spanking of Juan Williams by Brit Hume (video here the last 3 minutes of a 10 minute clip) was awesome! This was better!!!!!!
I will link the video as soon as Fox puts it up!
What a great weekend. Got lots done, dinner with Trish last night, FoxNews this morning and I am on my way to my sister's house to celebrate her birthday.
Friday, March 24, 2006
Madeline Albright meets John Lennon
Madeline Albright wants you to know, there is no good or bad. That concept is fiction.
"It is sometimes convenient, for purposes of rhetorical effect, for national leaders to talk of a globe neatly divided into good and bad. It is quite another, however, to base the policies of the world's most powerful nation upon that fiction. "
Hey Madeline, buy a clue! No one is saying the world is "neatly divided" into anything. The President just happens to have the stones to point out when something is "evil". Too many shy away from such words and concepts. There is evil in the world and if your don't ackowledge it, how can you hope to defeat it?
Edmund Burke said it best:
"In order for evil to flourish, all that is required is for good men to do nothing".
We are Americans and we won't do "nothing". We may have our starts and stops. We may falter. But we try and that's worth everything.
This is her op-ed in the LA Times.
"It is sometimes convenient, for purposes of rhetorical effect, for national leaders to talk of a globe neatly divided into good and bad. It is quite another, however, to base the policies of the world's most powerful nation upon that fiction. "
Hey Madeline, buy a clue! No one is saying the world is "neatly divided" into anything. The President just happens to have the stones to point out when something is "evil". Too many shy away from such words and concepts. There is evil in the world and if your don't ackowledge it, how can you hope to defeat it?
Edmund Burke said it best:
"In order for evil to flourish, all that is required is for good men to do nothing".
We are Americans and we won't do "nothing". We may have our starts and stops. We may falter. But we try and that's worth everything.
This is her op-ed in the LA Times.
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Hot Comment Party at the Castle
Yesterday I was hanging out at The Castle when out of nowhere and completely unrelated to the post.....Owen shows up. Owen is a lib flamethrower who pops into The Castle once in a while to agitate the Denizens and lust after the Armorer's arsenal. Generally speaking, as a lurker, when Owen shows I leave. However, for some reason, last night I stayed and and even returned after yoga. I actually responded to Owen in a thoughtful manner instead of sticking my tongue out and stamping my feet. Some thought my comments had merit. John of Argghhh! actually gave me the compliment of posting a quote from my comment on the sidebar. So go to the Castle scroll down and there I am on the right - Princess Crabby (I forget how John came up with it, but it was right after he tried tagging me with cockroach at another comment party).
Thank you John.
p.s. - I am not doing such a good job at lurking when I am there........I do a much better job at that SWO site I visit every day.
Thank you John.
p.s. - I am not doing such a good job at lurking when I am there........I do a much better job at that SWO site I visit every day.
Yoga, Masochism and Maggie
I am a person who believes that she should be treated well. I am self indulgent to a fault.
John at the Castle refers to me as "Princess Crabby". SouthieBoy finds me to be incorrigible when it comes to demanding adulation. He claims to do his level best not to feed my ego, but he fails miserably. If someone doesn't like me, it doesn't bother me because I really truly believe that the fault lies in the other person, lol. I am not kidding. I would never even tolerate a man looking at me crooked. The rules of the Rotation are to think I am the greatest thing since sliced bread......to acknowledge that it's all about Maggie.......to pay attention and deal with the fact that I am high maintenance.
I am not *into* pain of any kind, no whips, no chains, no spanking, etc.
So.............can someone please explain to me why I voluntarily went into the healthclub last night, laid on the floor and let Jerry torture me? Why would I willingly let someone make me grab both my ankles while on my stomach and assume the *boat*
position? Why would I even attempt *thread the needle*? If something can't be reached I have minions for that. If something is to heavy I have peons for that.
I can't raise my arms above shoulder height today......and I did it to myself. I can't figure this out.
John at the Castle refers to me as "Princess Crabby". SouthieBoy finds me to be incorrigible when it comes to demanding adulation. He claims to do his level best not to feed my ego, but he fails miserably. If someone doesn't like me, it doesn't bother me because I really truly believe that the fault lies in the other person, lol. I am not kidding. I would never even tolerate a man looking at me crooked. The rules of the Rotation are to think I am the greatest thing since sliced bread......to acknowledge that it's all about Maggie.......to pay attention and deal with the fact that I am high maintenance.
I am not *into* pain of any kind, no whips, no chains, no spanking, etc.
So.............can someone please explain to me why I voluntarily went into the healthclub last night, laid on the floor and let Jerry torture me? Why would I willingly let someone make me grab both my ankles while on my stomach and assume the *boat*
position? Why would I even attempt *thread the needle*? If something can't be reached I have minions for that. If something is to heavy I have peons for that.
I can't raise my arms above shoulder height today......and I did it to myself. I can't figure this out.
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Last Night's Lecture
Last night the Bostonian Society hosted the author Timothy Kenslea in a discussion of his new book "The Sedgwicks in Love: Courtship, Engagement, and Marriage in the Early Republic". He's a local guy and a high school teacher. He was very enthusiastic about his subject. I enjoyed his talk and maybe someday I will get to the book I bought and had him autograph for me.
Funny side note: I park at the valet in the garage one block down. I don't like to drive around looking for a legal spot and I am always late (last night I slid into my seat as Sue was wrapping up her introduction). I didn't realize what an impression I had made until last night. There are no lectures in the winter and I hadn't seen the night manager since November. I was there Saturday night for Damrell's Fire, but it's a different crew on the weekends. So I pull up and get out of my car and doesn't the son-of-a-gun come over to hug me and tell me how great I look. I just laughed, but....how weird is that?
Funny side note: I park at the valet in the garage one block down. I don't like to drive around looking for a legal spot and I am always late (last night I slid into my seat as Sue was wrapping up her introduction). I didn't realize what an impression I had made until last night. There are no lectures in the winter and I hadn't seen the night manager since November. I was there Saturday night for Damrell's Fire, but it's a different crew on the weekends. So I pull up and get out of my car and doesn't the son-of-a-gun come over to hug me and tell me how great I look. I just laughed, but....how weird is that?
Fish Balls
So, the Armorer is in Seoul and the talk turns to nasty food. Kimchee, fish balls,ewww. This caused me to have flashbacks to Malaysia Air onboard breakfasts. Fish balls with curry something and eggs..........no escape. The smell was horrific!
Like nothing else I've ever smelled except for one night in Connecticut. File this under you get what you pay for.
Jen and I were going to Foxwoods and needed a room for the night. We were staying two nights with the second night already booked in the Grand Pequot Hotel on property. So we thought we would cut a corner and stay off property our first night since we were going down late at night and could head over to the Spa early in the morning. Our line of reasoning was...why pay $200 for a room we would be in for 10 or 11 hours tops. So Jen goes on line to book a room. She cuts a further corner and doesn't use Expedia. Somehow, we end up at some horrible place near a truck stop just off of the exit. The address is programmed into her GPS and I am arguing with the mechanical voice. As we near this place we are laughing nervously, it looks awful. They had to unlock the door to the front desk, there were crazy knickknacks for sale, the whole thing is unreal and then...........they hand us a key. Not a keycard, a key attached to a tag with the name of another hotel. We go to the room (doors open right onto the parking lot) telling each other we are not going to stay. Yet we were drawn to the room. We go to use the key and the door just opens under the pressure of my hand. We walk inside and there was no light (I can't remember if we couldn't find a switch, didn't try or it didn't work. Jen is repeating over and over that there is not enough Chlorox Cleanup to take care of this. I couldn't speak. Jen says she looked over at me and she's never seen me look so horrified. I told her I knew that smell and we had to leave.......IT WAS FISH BALLS. We dropped the key and ran. I mean ran! We were laughing so hard that we could barely get in the car. Jen drove across the parking lot, hysterical. I called Foxwoods and they got us into Cedars. They were supposedly completely full, but I explained to the receptionist what had happened. she asked where we were and she said "Get out of there! I'll find you a room!" LOL, I think we called our mother then and told her. The laughs kept coming after that since I tried to use my keycard on some other guys room at Cedars and the room she gave us smelled like cigar..........but we did end up in a clean, non-cigar smelling room by midnight.
Lessons Learned: Fish balls bad. You get what you pay for. Avoid motels that a) are located behind track stops, b) have actual keys, c) lock the reception area at 2100 hours. There is nothing Jennifer and I can't laugh at.
Like nothing else I've ever smelled except for one night in Connecticut. File this under you get what you pay for.
Jen and I were going to Foxwoods and needed a room for the night. We were staying two nights with the second night already booked in the Grand Pequot Hotel on property. So we thought we would cut a corner and stay off property our first night since we were going down late at night and could head over to the Spa early in the morning. Our line of reasoning was...why pay $200 for a room we would be in for 10 or 11 hours tops. So Jen goes on line to book a room. She cuts a further corner and doesn't use Expedia. Somehow, we end up at some horrible place near a truck stop just off of the exit. The address is programmed into her GPS and I am arguing with the mechanical voice. As we near this place we are laughing nervously, it looks awful. They had to unlock the door to the front desk, there were crazy knickknacks for sale, the whole thing is unreal and then...........they hand us a key. Not a keycard, a key attached to a tag with the name of another hotel. We go to the room (doors open right onto the parking lot) telling each other we are not going to stay. Yet we were drawn to the room. We go to use the key and the door just opens under the pressure of my hand. We walk inside and there was no light (I can't remember if we couldn't find a switch, didn't try or it didn't work. Jen is repeating over and over that there is not enough Chlorox Cleanup to take care of this. I couldn't speak. Jen says she looked over at me and she's never seen me look so horrified. I told her I knew that smell and we had to leave.......IT WAS FISH BALLS. We dropped the key and ran. I mean ran! We were laughing so hard that we could barely get in the car. Jen drove across the parking lot, hysterical. I called Foxwoods and they got us into Cedars. They were supposedly completely full, but I explained to the receptionist what had happened. she asked where we were and she said "Get out of there! I'll find you a room!" LOL, I think we called our mother then and told her. The laughs kept coming after that since I tried to use my keycard on some other guys room at Cedars and the room she gave us smelled like cigar..........but we did end up in a clean, non-cigar smelling room by midnight.
Lessons Learned: Fish balls bad. You get what you pay for. Avoid motels that a) are located behind track stops, b) have actual keys, c) lock the reception area at 2100 hours. There is nothing Jennifer and I can't laugh at.
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