Friday, October 28, 2005

I got a Scooter for Fitzmas!

Don't worry, Rove- you'll get yours!

Here are some Fitzmas cards for you.

And you might be getting something special too, Big Dick Cheney...

See page 5 of the indictment, via Kos via TPM:

"Go to page 5 of the indictment [PDF]. Top of the page, item #9.On or about June 12, 2003, LIBBY was advised by the Vice President of the United States that Wilson's wife worked at the Central Intelligence Agency in the Counterproliferation Divison. LIBBY understood that the Vice President had learned this information from the CIA.

This is a crucial piece of information. the Counterproliferation Division (CPD) is part of the CIA's
Directorate of Operations, i.e., not Directorate of Intelligence, the branch of the CIA where 'analysts' come from, but where the spies come from.
Libby's a long time national security hand. He knows exactly what CPD is and where it is. So does Cheney. They both knew. It's right there in the indictment."

Thursday, October 27, 2005

NOW it's Fitzmas Eve

I like these Fitzmas lines:

a) Fa la la la la, ha ha ha HA!

b) Remember, treason is the reason for the season!

In the meantime, wearing this suit makes me dizzy:

And I just want to say that baseball is in no way a gay sport.

Saturday, October 22, 2005

Saturday night Serial Killers

I should have been madly hungover today.

I drank fistfulls of Jack Daniels last night with our houseguest - but after an Excedrin PM at 4:30am and an IHOP steak omelet @ noon, the effects were minimal.

Maybe it's just that the JD is better than the ROTGUT Cassandra gets at the Food 4 Less. "Premium Select" my aunt's fanny. (I know- I should just roll over to the liquor store myself for my "nerve tonic.")

If it's a Saturday night in the Fall of 2005, then I'll be at Serial Killers.

Thursday, October 20, 2005

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

What might have been

This today from a blog about maps:

Lawrence’s Map of Arabia
Seems T.E. Lawrence recommended that the Allied Powers cut up the Middle East differently than they did. He suggested seperate areas for the Kurds and the Arabs... but they didn't listen.
I guess the West really blew the one honest chance it had to give... or impose... or implant democracy in the Middle East when the Ottoman Empire fell at the end of WWI.
But they didn't listen. May because he was a little fruity-patootie.
I played him once. No wonder Cassandra thought I was a gaymosexual when we first met. But then she learned that I'm not gay.
I'm a geek.
Lucky girl.
I haven't blogged in a loooooong time. And nobody noticed.
Reminds me of the time I was working at an AM radio station, doing a Sunday shift from 2pm to sign off (like 11pm... usually no later) and I had a problem with the transponder and the xponder(?) and running from the engineering room back into the booth before the 30-second Kiwanis Club PSA for the Dog Dip ran out while I was supposed to be broadcasting the feed for the Colts game out of Baltimore (that's how old I am) so I ended up with dead air for about 30 panicked minutes...
And nobody called to complain... nobody cared.
I felt a strange relief.
Every Sunday there was one sweet retarded man who would call and ask how the Eagles did- even if it wasn't football season.
I always told him they won.