Can I Get My Mitts on a Dictionary? Is there an etymologist in da house?

So, this week, there was a Republican presidential "debate"... That is, if you can debate with 14 different people all yammering and saying nothing. As a point of digression, I like what Jon Stewart has done in naming this "Clusterfick to the Whitehouse."

Now, politicians and celebrities and those in the spotlight often come up with responses to questions that make no sense... given our current administration, nothing should really come as a surprise. But I was a little taken aback by Gov'nah Mitt Romney's blantant misuse of two (not one, but TWO) phrases in one sentence.

Question: We've lost 3,400 troops; civilian casualties are even higher, and the Iraqi government does not appear ready to provide for the security of its own
country. Knowing everything you know right now, was it a mistake for us to invade Iraq?

Romney's Response (partial): Well, the question is kind of a non sequitur, if you will, and what I mean by that — or a null set.

Dude, I don't even know where to go with this... sadly, of the others running under the guise of Repiblicanism, he seems the most articulate and coherent of the group. Not that articulate and coherent, or even the ability to use words correctly are of mass importance to the Republican party. After all, Mitt was probably just trying to relate to the masses... you know, the children that weren't "left behind" and not the ones pandering from door to door with a Bible spreading the true word of Jesus.

Super Genius Rating: 3

Vacation Time

Just shortly before noontime, I was officially on vacation! I spent the afternoon finishing my packing, getting keys to people, having a lunch, washing my car... playing. Tomorrow morning, I head out toward DC... do the walk. Then it is Baltimore, Atlantic City, NYC and the Catskills. Niagara is now out. When I got home today, I checked my mail--no passport. The officials were doubtful that my drivers license alone would be problem-free at the border, and as I mailed off my birth certificate with my passport app... I decided I would stay 2 nights in the Catskills and just drive home from there. Just about an hour ago, my neighbor came knocking... my passport had, in fact, come--just to his mailbox. So, since I had already booked and pre-paid my room for two nights, I'm sticking with it. The passport will get enough use in June.

Believe it or not, I've been very preoccupied with my vacation, neglecting to ridicule the City of Ypsilanti's Council requesting that we all join in a national day of prayer today to help the city through its fiscal struggle. Or the envelope I got in the mail yesterday with decriptions all over the outside about how Jesus loves me... or some such thing.

Ok, gotta get from here... DC is awaiting its new "madam" I can pimp. LOL

Just another Thursday

So, regarding the suspicious car that is parked in the cult parking lot that my office window overlooks... it was still there all day today. Tomorrow, if it is still there, I will capture a photograph. I still could not get my co-workers to cooperate with the investigation. It's sad. Even the police didn't come back today... but there is movement at the compound... suddenly there were other vehicles coming and going today--I bet it has SOMETHING to do with that car. Yep, must be the case.

In other news, for those of you who drive Intrigues, let me make a point of clarification... it is the name of the car, not what you are supposed to create while changing lanes--MAYBE!! Use a blinker--and that goes for non-Intrigue drivers, too.

And since my road rage is not easily diminished today, let me just say if you drive a F150 (or its non-Ford equivalent), that does mean you have the right of way. I may have a Saturn, but I will take you out. I'm ALMOST up to 20 lbs on one set of reps on that bicep curl machine--I'm a force, baby... a FORCE!

Speaking of a force... can I PLEASE have spring? Dude, I don't care if we bypass spring and go directly into summer, but I may well suffer a nervous breakdown if it snows again before December.

And since I cannot seem to get warm, I now need to go make some chai... decaf, of course.

The Blame Game

So, with over 20 boxes of Cadbury eggs in my freezer, I find myself compelled in the stores to buy more… a weird and sick obsession for which I take no responsibility. Others are obviously to blame… after all; I live in the United States and therefore am free of all accountability generally prescribed such a matter. First, these things are only sold at Easter time… so, clearly we have to place blame with the Christians/Catholics for their insidious coup not only on me for renouncing their faith, but the evident disregard for all their followers giving up sweets for Lent. Secondly, Cadbury is a UK export… so the Brits need to take their hit… which given the number of hits the Brits take these days, doesn’t necessarily seem fair, but what’s one more at this point?

And speaking of blame… could the Ann Arbor Police watch a few episodes of Law and Order already? Geez… here I am sitting at my desk looking out the window when I see the police pull up to investigate a car that has been parked in the lot of the church that my window looks out on. (Yes, I face the church… the irony has not escaped me.) The police officer gets out, walks around the car, looks in a few times before getting back into her car, pulling forward a few feet, stopping, backing up, and reparking. She gets back out, talking on her little do-hickie as they do, and again walks around the driver side only looking inside at the truck. She attempts to open the driver side door; it is locked… she then gets back in her car and takes off… leaving me screaming in my office to check the other door!! Now the car sits out there taunting me all day long. I know there is something in that trunk, a body perhaps? Sadly, my co-worker in the finance area will not go out there and further investigate. I mean, we HAVE rubber gloves in the kitchen there, we are set up for forensic investigations on our lunch break!! There you have it, the rampant crime in Ann Arbor is all to blame on lack of Law and Order training videos… everyone knows that a bullet in the right spot would have revealed the dark secrets of that trunk… and provided me with endless entertainment… instead, they leave me to my imagination… which can be quite sensational.

Inventions for Prophet

Today, SK and I came up with a brilliant idea for a new item that we need to create, market and prophet from… so all you venture capitalists out there looking for the next great thing, drop me a line. What we are proposing is an Ask the Prophecy device. We envision this to be the head of say, Jesus, on a rudimentary handle made of pine or oak, or some other imitation wood with another piece of wood or imitation wood over the handle, you know, to make it a ‘t’ shaped handle—gives good grip! The head would be hollowed and filled with water (perhaps even holy water) and inside would be a floating die with answers to questions people may be inclined to ask advice of… a rough draft of sayings might include:

“So as it is in Heaven.”
“Amen.”
“Peace be with you.”
“Love your fellow man.”

These saying would appear when you opened the mouth of the prophet. Perhaps it is even contrived that when you turn the head back toward you after asking your question, the mouth pops open all on its own. Other prophets could of course be used, why limit the potential?

We are now taking orders.