So ... Where-est  the aye I?

I see Job
... and I see Kersh

but no I

???

Include being at a pre-school, starring a a Dick and Jane book and thinking, "What a couple of dorks." As for the Puritans' primers, what a bunch of dorks.

Tragic though, isn't it?

America still suffers from the Puritan hangover. I remember during the Clinton/Lewinsky scandal where America essentially threw out the business of running the government for a year in order to get to the bottom of a blow job, in France their President died. During the State Funeral procession his casket was followed by his family that included his wife and two mistresses and their children all mixed together.

Nobody in France seemed to really care about their presidents sex life, but here in the US we seem to have gotten our minds stuck in our zippers somehow (perhaps the Primer helped there too).

Z is for Zipper...

OK, enough history of the relevant irrelevants.

Let's discuss what a disservice the GOP has done to the noble and loving elephant.

The Odd Couple

I got more animal vidies if anyone's interested.

As runs the glass, Man's life does pass...

It is so hot and humid that it feels like a sauna outside. Glad to be home and in the air conditioning. The weather has given me a massive headache. We had thunderstorms all last night so I didn't get much sleep as they were right overhead and I had two scared kitties to comfort.

Dinner will be meatloaf and mashed potatoes.

A real tone... slay, bite, whip, feeling the rod. At least this stretch of the list ends with some moonshine.

I think thats what Beck is implying. Cause somehow the US response towards BP is actually less than our response to 9-11? You see, the ACLU went out of its way to protect Muslims after 9-11, and its saying nothing to protect Mom and POP gas stations. And a couple of them have been vandalized.

So if this is a huge overeaction on the part of the US, I think someone needs to step up, and demand that we stop sending out predator drones to target corporate oil execs, and Ma and Pa gas stations.

And yeah, I know its tough. We can't waterboard Cheney to find out just what he knew about MSM and when he knew it...

These were the first two words I learned to read.

to take a guess at what the universe is trying to tell me?

Recently I read a book which featured the White Horse of Uffington. Fascinated, I searched out some info about this prehistoric horsey, and found that it's made of chalk; scholars believe that chalk was important to these people because flint occurs in chalk, and flint is so useful in many ways.

I'm now reading Ariana Franklin's Mistress of the Art of Death (which is very good, if anyone's interested in picking it up). The protagonist is a medieval female doctor who is a doctor to the dead; she examines bodies to discover why and how they died. She's investigating the murders of some children, who, she believes, were killed in chalk, by a very sharp, faceted instrument. Anyone want to take bets that that instrument will turn  out to be flint?

So, in the space of a few weeks, I've gone from never thinking about chalk to being confronted more than once with the chalk hills of England, and the flint which runs through them. I wonder what it's supposed to tell me...

In other news, no wonder I have such trouble with my wireless network:

Hello! I'm not exactly new, but I was absent for a long time after my first posts, and just recently started posting again. I am hoping to maintain a weekly commentary on the Sunday Gospel text used in the liturgical cycle of many churches (which I am also posting on my blog Mother Hen).

I am also an author. I just published Vampire Girl (under Zoltan Abraham - my real name), which uses the motif of the vampire and the medium of fantasy literature to critique oppressive and abusive forms of Christianity, while offering a positive message as well.

I have been an avid reader and an occasionally frequent participant on Daily Kos since November of 2006.

Since I am more or less a newbie, I am open to feedback from the old timers on the rulers for this site.

Peace and blessings!

I got another email from Dorothy's family, one person who had never seen her headstone and was thanking me for visiting.  

Turns out Dorothy's family was quite wealthy; her grandfather had made a killing in DC real estate.  And she worked as a costume designer for theater and opera!  So I read her character right...great interest in the arts.

And then there's this quote...

I wanted to thank you for taking such care with Dorothy, for hearing her voice and being interested enough to want to know her.

I need to take a few moments, there's something in my eye....

OK, I'm back...

I don't have many memories of learning the alphabet, but I do have a favorite abecedarium, from Edward Gorey (which he wrote, but never got around to illustrating)...

A is for Arsenic someone thought fun
To include in the icing on top of a bun

B is for Bats that swoop out of the air
And squeaking inaudibly catch in one's hair

C is for Cord of a moderate length
To use it requires a dollop of strength

D's for Dirigible seen in the distance
It hangs in the sky with a baleful persistence.

E's for the East from where patently comes
A sinister person who lurks in the slums.

F is for Fog of the pea-soup variety
Whose onset occasions a vile impropriety

G is Genuine which this is not:
The real one's been taken to further a plot.

H is for Hoop and a stout one at that
Its ricochet progress has knocked many flat

I is for Idiot met on the moor
He appears unperturbed, but the light's rather poor.

J is for Judge whose address to the jury
Is compounded of errors, omissions and fury.

K is for Kris with a blade that is wavy,
One wonders why somebody smeared it with gravy.

L's for a Letter that lay in a trunk;
Its contents explain how the dinghy was sunk.

M is for Madhouse wherein is confined
A lady whose friends drove her out of her mind.

N is for Nowhere, at least on the map;
Our being directed here looks like a trap.

O is for Opal, an ill-omened jewel:
The fate of its owner bids fair to be cruel.

P is for Precipice crumbling away;
Where was it you said she was walking today?

Q is for Quilt wrapped round a dead torso
A sick-making sight could scarcely be more so.

R is for Ray from a wicked invention
That dissolves at a distance the parts you don't mention.

S is for Suicide, so it would seem -
Then who was it uttered that unfinished scream?

T's for Tarantula, what a good chance
To study the native approach to the dance.

U's for Umbrella, discovered beneath
A piece of old sacking, along with some teeth.

V is for Vengeance planned far in the past
Although often delayed, it's been taken at last.

W's for Water; it pours through the sluice,
Quite soon even swimming will be of no use.

X is for X, the mad genius of crime,
Who's escaped the police for the seventeenth time.

Y is for Yonder, where something is laying
Which proves, seen close to, to be somebody dying.

Z is for Zero, the hour of doom;
It will strike any minute, but none knows for whom.

I think Dorothy might get a chuckle from that.

officially graduated from college, as of yesterday!

Now busy relaxing and getting ready mentally for the next stage of life. Spent a relaxing day watching series 3 of Doctor Who and having time to myself. GLORIOUS.

Did you know?

The xenopus; an highly aquatic frog that lives in sub-Saharan Africa is one of the few animals whose species name begins with the letter X. Anyone who has tried to name the animals A-Z knows of this strange fact!

Heh!

from Van Jones on his take on what Obama might say tomorrow night regarding cleaning up the Gulf, On Obama’s ‘Megaphone Moment’: ‘People Want To Be Called To Service’

(As) the president told Politico, “I think this disaster is going to shape how we think about the environment and energy for many years to come.” Van Jones also predicted that “people are going to be shocked” by Obama’s “passion” in his address to the American public tomorrow:

You’re going to see him down, boots on the ground. You’re going to see him speaking more from his heart, and people are going to be shocked when they actually hear how much passion this president has to see a foreign company come over here, corrupt our government, kill innocent workers, slag up the coastline, destroy the ecology and economy in an American region that has been a jewel for us. When you hear his passion, I think people are going to be shocked. And then we’re not going to be talking about the profanity; we’re going to be talking about the profundity – of having a president that cares as much as the President does care.

"Here I stand. I can do no other. God help me. Amen." Martin Luther, 1531

By which I mean, I got it out of the hampers and sorted it, he carried it down and put it through the washer and dryer and brought it back upstairs, and I sorted it and he hung everything hangable and I folded the foldables, and then he put everything away.

So that is done, and that makes me feel better.

I had an interview tomorrow with someone but his car has broken down, so we are rescheduling. I had an interview today, and he was nice enough but not any real sparks flying. Have another interview Friday, and plus have to reschedule the one. Then I'll decide.

I am having IBS issues, and suspect it is just either the last remains of the stress from the weekend or it is my body cracking the whip to remind me of how frail my functionality is.

Afghanistan a World Leader in Minning.

The previously unknown deposits — including huge veins of iron, copper, cobalt, gold and critical industrial metals like lithium — are so big and include so many minerals that are essential to modern industry that Afghanistan could eventually be transformed into one of the most important mining centers in the world, the United States officials believe.

The vast scale of Afghanistan’s mineral wealth was discovered by a small team of Pentagon officials and American geologists. The Afghan government and President Hamid Karzai were recently briefed, American officials said.

We came. We saw.  We prospected.
Dig baby. Dig
Here we go again.