Heee! It’s always the giraffe that’s the ring-leader, isn’t it?
Amsterdam police say 15 camels, two zebras and an undetermined number of llamas and potbellied swine briefly escaped from a traveling Dutch circus after a giraffe kicked a hole in their cage.
I’m so glad to hear someone with his kind of background and know-how finally point out that McCain’s international experience isn’t quite what he claims it to be.
Jon Soltz: Right On, General Clark. Do Not Back Down. – Politics on The Huffington Post
Because in the matters of national security policy making, it’s a matter of understanding risk. It’s a matter of gauging your opponents, and it’s a matter of being held accountable. John McCain’s never done any of that in his official positions.
While in Sparta, we decided we wanted a bit of something to munch on, but it didn’t look like much was open. We see a grill right by the lovely theater and it looks like it might be open. We go down and try the door. Inside, we find a tiny little diner that feels like it’s trapped in another era. We ask the lady behind the counter what they have: “short order stuff. Hamburgers, cheeseburgers, sandwiches…” What kind of sandwiches? “Hamburgers, cheeseburgers…” We decide that a grilled cheese sounds safe. Two grilled cheese with tomatoes coming up! Oh, and a glass of water for me and iced tea for Jess.
For some reason, the sandwiches arrived with pickles on top. Lucy would have been appalled. We ate them and then I took the one step over to the counter to pay. She asked if I was paying for both and I said yes. “That’ll be $3.75.” Cheapest lunch ever! I’ve been trying to figure out the pricing ever since…$1.50 per sandwich and .75 for the tea?
Fascinating article on itches and the need to scratch. I heard an interview with the author on NPR last night.
Annals of Medicine: The Itch: Reporting & Essays: The New Yorker
“Scratching is one of the sweetest gratifications of nature, and as ready at hand as any,” Montaigne wrote. “But repentance follows too annoyingly close at its heels.” For M., certainly, it did: the itching was so torturous, and the area so numb, that her scratching began to go through the skin. At a later office visit, her doctor found a silver-dollar-size patch of scalp where skin had been replaced by scab. M. tried bandaging her head, wearing caps to bed. But her fingernails would always find a way to her flesh, especially while she slept.
One morning, after she was awakened by her bedside alarm, she sat up and, she recalled, “this fluid came down my face, this greenish liquid.” She pressed a square of gauze to her head and went to see her doctor again. M. showed the doctor the fluid on the dressing. The doctor looked closely at the wound. She shined a light on it and in M.’s eyes. Then she walked out of the room and called an ambulance. Only in the Emergency Department at Massachusetts General Hospital, after the doctors started swarming, and one told her she needed surgery now, did M. learn what had happened. She had scratched through her skull during the night—and all the way into her brain.
“Arrogance in this campaign will be perhaps more loaded than it would be in other campaigns,” he said. “They’re trying to say … ‘He’s not one of you.’ “
I guess I’m not the only one who hears the word “uppity” when people like Rove say that Obama is arrogant.