Friday, December 31, 2004

Highlights From 2004

A soldier with the Idaho National Guard asked about old and missing equipment. Many in the audience cheered.

"You can have all the armor in the world on a tank, and a tank can be blown up," Rumsfeld replied. "You can have an up-armored Humvee and it can be blown up."

Retired Army general Barry McCaffrey, a veteran of the 1991 Gulf War, said it was "outrageous" for a Defense secretary to make such comments to soldiers being sent into harm's way.

Comic Jay Leno related Rumsfeld's comment on NBC's Tonight Show. "Then he got in his armored car and left," Leno said.

How does Rumsfeld survive?
Thank you!
The following information was received by our office.

Ms Donna Salinas (Their examples are Mr and Mrs. I'm sure the Ms sends my letter straight ot the Liberal Scum Pile)

Topic of your message: Budget (They didn't have Humanitarian Issues as an option. Also no topic titled The Idiot President)

Your message: Dear Congressman Istook, This is in regards to the administrations budget for the upcoming inauguration. As the the Washington Post reports "The inauguration is expected to be one of the most expensive in history. Inaugural organizers initially estimated that the cost for three days of events would reach $50 million. Last week, the committee said it would spend $30 million to $40 million, all of it paid for by private donations." That is 3 times the amount of aid that President Bush initially offered to the devastated Indian Ocean Nations and still more than his latest offer. In light of world events, don't you think it would be wonderful if President Bush gave the money that has been donated for a party, to the Tsunami victims? I believe it would be the right thing to do. Please won't you suggest a proposal to your fellow Representatives? Sincerely, Donna Salinas

Does this message require a response from Congressman Istook?: yes
I'll let you know if it gets one.

Wednesday, December 29, 2004

From The Village Voice
"For it has been said so truthfully that it is the soldier, not the reporter, who has given us the freedom of the press." So said Georgia senator Zell Miller, the Democrat who played keynote speaker at the GOP convention. The crowd at MSG loved it. Unfortunately for journalists killed while doing their jobs this year, what Miller said is not entirely true. Some journos sacrifice as much as soldiers.

This year, 55 of them did, according to the Committee to Protect Journalists ( Manik Saha, Humayun Kabir, Kamal Hossain, José Carlos Araújo, Juan Emilio Andújar Matos, Deyda Hydara, Ricardo Ortega, Asiya Jeelani, Veeraboina Yadagiri, Duraid Isa Mohammed, Safir Nader, Abdel Sattar Abdel Karim, Ayoub Mohamed, Haymin Mohamed Salih, Gharib Mohamed Salih, Semko Karim Mohyideen, Nadia Nasrat, Ali Abdel Aziz, Ali al-Khatib, Burhan Mohamed Mazhour, Asaad Kadhim, Waldemar Milewicz, Mounir Bouamrane, Rashid Hamid Wali, Shinsuke Hashida, Kotaro Ogawa, Mahmoud Hamid Abbas, Enzo Baldoni, Mazen al-Tumeizi, Karam Hussein, Dina Mohammed Hassan, Dhia Najim, Mohamed Abu Halima, Antoine Massé, Francisco Javier Ortiz Franco, Francisco Arratia Saldierna, Dekendra Raj Thapa, María José Bravo, Carlos José Guadamuz, Sajid Tanoli, Antonio de la Torre Echeandía, Ruel Endrinal, Eliseo Binoya, Rogelio Mariano, Arnel Manalo, Romeo Binungcal, Eldy Sablas, Gene Boyd Lumawag, Herson Hinolan, Adlan Khasanov, Paul Klebnikov, Simon Cumbers, Dusko Jovanovic, Aiyathurai Nadesan, and Bala Nadarajah Iyer.

So when I'm screaming at the talking heads on network and cable television I will stop and say a prayer for the brave journalists that really are trying, and succeeding most of the time, to get the truth out.
Yes, he is growing like a weed.
He is so affectionate and funny.
And Sma-a-art, mygod is he smart!

Preznit Bush, who is "not a geologist" by the way, in case any of you thought he must be a geologist since he's obviously not a historian or a mathematician or a humanitarian or a... well, I could go on and on with all the things he's not but the important thing, the thing to remember is what he is and, that is "A war president". So the "war president" who says everything is hunky dory in Iraq and all you schmucks that think otherwise are just being duped by our liberal press, upped the paltry 15 million in aid he was going to send to the Indian Ocean Nations to a less paltry 35 million, after he assumed remarks made about wealthier nations being stingy were directed at him. Not only is he increasing the aid to $35M but he says there's more where that came from. He probably should check with the agency that it came from though.
First, the U.S. Agency for International Development, which distributes foreign aid, will have to ask for more money, since the initial $35 million aid package drained its emergency relief fund, said Andrew Natsios, the agency’s administrator.

Drained it. There is no emergency cash folks. We are going to have to buckle down and not allow any tornados , hurricanes, floods or earthquakes to occur for the next year or so. By "we" I mean you republicans, you "values voters" better start praying for an uneventful year.

Saturday, December 18, 2004

Here's the Family Christmas Letter for 2004.
OK, I want to Choose The Blue when I'm shopping but I've got a couple of questions.
If I shop Target, which is red, at Amazon, which is blue, am I shopping blue or red? Can I stop by the Starbucks (Blue), located in the Super Target, and have a latte without supporting the Gee Oh Pee?
I've been enjoying listening to Sirens of Song when I'm at work or on the the computer at home. They have tons of other free streaming stations at
Ten signs your sick of the holidays

* You've got red and green bags under your eyes
* You're serving reindeer pot pie
* When you hear, "Sleigh bells ring, are you listenin'?," you scream, "No! I'm not listening!"
* You climb on your roof and start shooting carolers with your air gun
* You think you hear your Christmas tree taunting you.
* Instead of spending time with family, you're watching some guy make photo copies
* You're busted for running through town wearing nothing but mistletoe.
* You've got eggnog coming out of your ears
* Your standard response, "And happy holidays to you too, you bastard"
* Two words: tinsel rash

Friday, December 17, 2004

I have survived the office party. Two more hours and I'm outta here.

Phone, stop ringing. People, people, let it wait till after the holiday already.

Tuesday and Wednesday nights I cooked 50 bags of Christmas Trash. Last night, 4 huge pans of dressing. Tonight is Evil Fiendish Bread Night. I'm cooking all of it in small loaves for my husband to take to work. No saving or sharing the dough. Tonight the evil bread is dead. My friends Dr. Pepper and Jack Daniels are going to help me with the baking. By tomorrow I will have forgotten there is an an oven in my house. I will wonder what that big box in the kitchen is for.

I said, Stop Ringing Already!

Monday, December 13, 2004

I can't keep up anymore. Christmas is such a hassle. My boss is off more often than not, leaving me to do his job AND mine. Plus I have to organize all the Christmas crap at work. Everyone else is goofing off but I have to get payroll out twice in one month! Relatives are visiting and leaving their dogs with me while they take a 10 day cruise! Young women are still having beach weddings and pleading for barefoot sandals. (I tried not taking any orders till after Christmas, but they beg) And to top it off, someone gave me something sardonicly called "Amish Friendship Bread". It's dough with instructions for caring and feeding for 10 days and on the 11th day there's a ridiculously complicated process of separating and sharing and baking that only an Amish Woman with no other life would have time to accomplish! And then you fucking start all over so you're fucking baking this bread every 11th day for the rest of your fucking life! Friendship my ass! The card should have said "Here's another responsibility you can't possibly live up to and our friendship depends on the life of this dough." This is why I don't have friends.