Friday, August 22, 2008

Anticipation

I don't think I can ever remember so much anticipation as the announcement of Barack Obama's Vice President. It's so funny, these newsmen look like fools as they keep checking their cell phones.

This will definitely go down in history as the biggest anticipation in history.

Who will it be?

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

I Want Condi

I wish I could take credit for this blog, but I can't. It appeared on The Huffington Post, written by Chris Kelly. It reads as follows and is brilliant, by the way:

I Want Condi

From the very beginning, the presidential race should have been between Sens. Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton opposing Sen. McCain and Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice. It could still be if we quit wasting time.
-- Letter to the Editor, Wall Street Journal 08/12/08


I don't believe Condoleezza Rice can actually play piano. Everything else she's ever touched has been a fraud and a catastrophe, why should her alleged musical abilities be any different? Think about it. Think about any event she's been even remotely involved in since you first heard her name. An endless string of threats and blundering and arrogant bluffs turned squalid pigf*cks. It's not that she can't do her job; she can't do anything. I think when she plays piano the piano catches fire and the audience dies. So yeah, sure, Condoleezza Rice for Vice President. Time's a wastin'.
But there's one other thing that we're always told to keep in mind when we consider Condoleezza -- I mean, besides her wondrous ability to play an instrument: Whatever happens, It's not her fault.
Sure, she ignored the warnings about bin Laden, and she was shoe shopping during Katrina, and she can't find her ass with her hands on Lebanon, or North Korea, or Pakistan. It's not her fault because those aren't her area.
Her field of expertise is the Soviet Union. Ask anyone at the Hoover Institute. She's just brilliant on the Soviet Union.
She's written books on the Soviets, a dissertation even! She speaks Russian. She has impeccable credentials -- for a top slot in the Ford administration.
So it's not fair to get down on her for her inability to handle Zimbabwe or Iran or Venezuela; George W. Bush needed her at his side in case Brezhnev came back.
And she was a woman and a minority, too! Which would have been really something, in about 1975. But, considering the Berlin Wall had fallen in 1989, making a Sovietologist National Security Advisor was like putting Pocahontas in charge of NASA.
During Dr. Rice's tenure, we've had a devastating terrorist attack and two wars. Peace between Israel and the Palestinians went nowhere, and Pakistan sold everybody the bomb. In 2000, there was serious talk about making Bill Clinton Secretary General of the United Nations. In 2008, Mexico and England are the only places Air Force One can land without dropping flares.
But it wasn't her fault. She was standing watch on the Danube.
She's been trained since birth to handle Russia. If a strongman ever took over there she'd box him in faster than you could say "détente." And if that strongman ever even thought about invading somewhere? She'd know about it, and she'd slap him down faster than you could say "containment."
Or maybe not.

GEORGIA ROUTED AS PEACE BID FAILS
- Headline, Wall Street Journal 08/12/08

So where's Condi, while the French broker a peace treaty?

Has anyone checked the shoe stores?

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

My Dirty Little Secret

I have a secret and I must tell someone. I just can't help it.

Well, here it is...

I have another blog. Yes, a very incriminating, blog. One in which no one is spared. Yes, no one. It revolves around Tuolumne County and it's residents as well as it politics and government.

Email me if you'd like to be let in on my dirty little secret.

Thursday, August 7, 2008

A word of Advice

I guess I thought I was above it, but it finally happened. Yup, even I am not invincable. To make a 1hour 56 minute story short. I called AppleCare today to figure out wny Safari was acting so slow. Well, we did ths, we did that....we waited. We redid. and then we added, deleted and resintalled. Lo and behold during the reinstall, there wasn't quite enough room so we had to be selective. So we didn't add a few things. All seemed well, We said our goodbyes and I restarted. Whoops!

Mot enough room for Mac OSX to start! What now? All my precious thoughts, my future blog ideas, my guzillion email account settings, my address book. Yup, can't access any of it.

Luckily, I did have my Time Machine activated so I hope tomorrow, I can call AC again and we can figure it out. I fortunately have all my addresses on my ipod, along with a month's worth of calendar items, but what about all those email messages I really wanted to save? Can they really be found?

Apple provides a cheat sheet for all your settings. I had printed it out, but hadn't filled it in. I really wish I had because I really need the passwords for a couple accounts.

So, my friends, beware. Little glips may occur. Our precious little laptops and towers are not as invincible as we think they are. Protect yourself. Wear a condom over your head if you have to but remember, Take precautions.