Harrison is still talking trash about Tig, but I'm hesitant to put Tig's response up. In the meantime, I caught Willow in a very cute pose while I was over Heidi's the other day. So for all you dog fans (and dog bloggers) out there, here's what's going to be a Willow Before pictureHeidi put her back on a diet. Poor thing has the tendency to get diabetic when she isn't at the perfect weight, due to her previous owner overfeeding her to the point we used to call her "Willow the Pillow." And we all know what diabetic animals do the most, don't we? That's right. They cause more messes than Tig after he's groomed himself all day.
See the way her ribs stick out? When she's at the right weight, she looks terrible. She looks like she's being starved. And since she's a Ridgeback, of course, she acts like she's being starved. But you can see the fat on her lower ribs. Photographic evidence that her rations must be cut. Poor Willow.
Say, Harrisonif I were you, I'd stay away from Lair Simon's blog. He has four cats.
I'm beginning to suspect, from hints dropped here and there, that Harrison's AHM lives pretty darned close to me. But no, I didn't stay in the stands for the Fort Lee fireworks. I was only in them for the shots of the troops. They pretty much take over the stands, and my friends and I like to sit outside the track on the nice cool lawn. There's a hill in front of a barracks building that we like to set up on. You can lie back on your blanket and watch the fireworks in comfort, and there aren't so many people around. This year, Heidi did not roll down the hill with her daughter. Hurting your neck once reminds you that you're no longer ten, and while it may be fun to roll down a hill, ten-year-olds don't get whiplash from it the way their [cough-cough] mothers do.
Anyway, The Terriorist manages to make me laugh on a regular basis, and he has nice things to say about Gracie (who is, indeed, quite beautiful), so he's been added to my links page. I haven't figured out which category yet, though. I don't have one for dogs that blog. permalink | |
The ICJ negated Israel's reason of self-defense behind building the wall. This is the cogent excerpt from the ICJ:
I'm no lawyer, but I can read English. Correct me if I'm wrong, but there is no mention in Article 51 that the attack must occur by a member state. Read the second-to-last paragraph above. The court is twisting the meaning of the words of the UN Charter to fit its decision.
Now go look at the two Security Council resolutions. The first concerns the 9/11 attacks, and calls for action against that attack and also
Apparently, the words I cannot find, but that the ICJ can, in the above resolution are "everywhere except in Israel or the disputed territories."
Now the cogent parts of resolution 1373
Apparently, this resolution also says "Except for Israel," but once more, I can't find it. It must be a requirement that you be an "anti-Zionist" to read those words into the resolutions.
Once again, the world rules against Jewish self-defense. I am unsurprised. Deeply disappointed, as usual. Extraordinarily angry, of course. But not surprised. permalink | |
Frank J. is entering his third year as a blogger. So I'm going to make up a song just for him.
After a year's subscription to the Norton antivirus software, I have come to the conclusion that Symantec sucks great big hairy you-know-whats. When I uninstalled everything today, I had to go into the control panel and remove a few more Symantec programs that insinuated themselves into my computer (LiveUpdate, for example), and completely ignore the scary warning that some of those programs might still need the files I was deleting, was I sure I wanted to get rid of them? Uh, yes. Go away.
The main reason Norton sucks? First off, it does nothing about an incredible variety of trojans, one of which I got. I had to download anti-spyware programs to get rid of thinstaller client. So what am I paying Norton for? To make sure I don't get email viruses. Well, now that I use Hosting Matters, my email is scanned on the server, and they're not charging me six bucks a month for the privilege, which my former hosting service wanted to do. (Hosting Matters rules, by the way.)
But the other reason Norton sucks so much, and the reason I want nothing to do with them ever again: It insinuates itself into nearly every aspect of your computer. You can't boot up a goddamned Word document without being online, because Norton does some kind of check on the internet every time you activate it. When I discovered that it was trying to contact the Symantec site when I was simply copying files from one folder to another, I was furious. I put up denials in my firewall program (Tiny Personal Firewall, love it). What right does Symantec have to send some kind of message out because I was moving files from my memory stick to my computer? And so, never again.
Sarah G. told me the name of an antivirus software she uses. I forgot it. She's out of town. But perhaps some of you have suggestions.
As to the rest of the software woes, I bought an external DVD/CD burner some months ago, and have been unable to use it. Because the jerk at CDW didn't tell me I needed at least Windows 98 Second Edition. So here's my second software question: Should I just pick up Windows 98 SE on Ebay, or is there a special Sony Vaio edition I need to find? I was under the impression there will be patches that I'd need for this model. Anyone have a better idea? permalink | |
Two years ago, I wrote an analysis of the UN resolutions against Israel, and found an astonishingly high percentage of anti-Israel resolutions, in spite of the fact that Israel is one tiny country in a very big world.
Let us review the information. From 1947 to 1989, 690 resolutions or parts of resolutions referring to Israel were voted on. The results of those votes:
Looking at the above information, Is there truly anyone out there who is surprised that the World Court ruled against Israel, and that the EU and Arab nations will use this to push for a resolution in the UN?
In another unsurprising move, the only judge to rule for Israel was the American judge.
But here's a very interesting fact from the New York Times article on the ruling.
What is the electronic intifada?
How is it they got the ruling out before the ICJ did?
Does anyone out there think this was anything but a kangaroo court ruling from the get-go? permalink | |
I think I must be getting old. My back never really bothered me during the drive, except for a little bit of stiffness. Bothered me bigtime this time around.
Time to start exercising.
I haven't been around to many blogs. Mom's on AOL, and dialup at that, so I do the least amount possible while I'm there. Plus, all those family things, and going to my hairdresser and picking up kosher meat (rib steak for dinner tonight, yum), and damn, that reminds me, have to take the family pack of chicken cutlets and turn it into individual packets and freeze it. Oh, and Eden Wok in West Orange is under new management (again), and ohmigod, it's the best kosher Chinese food I've ever had in my life. They got so much better. I want to drive back to NJ just to get a large chicken and broccoli from Eden Wok. If anyone goes to West Orange and then passes through Richmond, you'll make a friend for life if you pick me up an order.
Tig left me a present. Hairball in my bed. The sheets are nearly done drying. Sigh.
There was a car fire on 95. I have gotten so good at taking one-handed pictures while driving that I simply reached over, took out the camera, held it without looking at it, and snapped away. I got a great picture. Perfect, really. But it was the third picture I shot. The third picture on my memory stick is always the one that gets corrupted. I don't know if it's the camera or the disk, but I know that my great picture isn't so great. So you can't see my shot of the car fire.
The storms were over by the time I got to Richmond, and luckily, I didn't drive through any of them that raged through the area. Which is a very good thing. Some storms were dropping three-quarter-inch hail and winds of over 70mph. My Jeep has the soft top on. I knew about the storm and kept a weather eye out for bridges, overpasses, and covered gas station islands. Luckily, I didn't have to use it.
If you ever drive the I-95 corridor, here's a tip to get around Baltimore faster: If the sign north or south of the city warns you that there will be delays at the main tunnel and suggests you take 895 as an alternate route, believe it. Every single time the sign has warned me, it has been telling the truth. It would have taken me at least an extra half hour to get through the backlog.
I find it astonishing how few people take heed of suggested detour and warning signs. Every single time I've taken a suggested detour route, it's gotten me out of horrendous traffic. I also usually have maps along. This time, I didn't because they got rained on when I left the Jeep out with the windows off. I have to remember to stop by AAA and get new ones.
I'm home for a brief moment, then off to Busch Gardens with Heidi and the girls tomorrow. My nephew decided he'd rather stay home and see his friends before he goes on vacation. Ah, well. No need to worry about the dynamics changing because we brought a boy along this time. It's just us girls again. I expect many high-pitched giggles will occur throughout the day. No, not me. I don't giggle. I laugh. I chuckle. I guffaw. I chortle. I even snort. But I no longer giggle.
When I was a teenager, and giggled regularly with my favorite giggle partner, which would be my cousin Sharon (and sometimes her older sister Ellen), we used to read the Archie comics and say, "Tee hee? Who says 'tee hee' when they laugh? Nobody says 'tee hee'!" So we'd try to use comic words in real life. Ellen would say, "Tee hee." We would also say "Tee hee." Then we would all collapse into a fit of laughter.
If I'm not mistaken, that was right around the time we played an imaginary strip poker game. We had real clothes on and we didn't really want to take them off. So we put on imaginary clothes, and we kept adding more imaginary clothes so we wouldn't lose. We all wound up being clothed in imaginary great winter furs. I would explain why to you, but there is no why. I was thirteen, Sharon was fourteen, Ellen was sixteen. That's why.
I miss Sharon. She was killed in a drunk driving accident nearly eleven years ago. Not a month goes by that I don't think of her. Perhaps that's why I don't giggle anymore. My giggle partner is gone.
The last time I saw Sharon, she tried to get me to crash a party in the Village by following a couple dressed in formal wear. We didn't know who it was, but we thought since the couple were wearing a tux and a gown, it would be an interesting place to be. We lost track of which brownstone they entered, or we'd have done it. She was an amazing woman. I always thought we'd grow old and grey together. We'd be in our nineties, giggling at lunch over something silly Sharon just said.
Oh, well. Maybe I'll giggle a little bit with the girls tomorrow. permalink | |
As promised, photos of how the Army celebrates Independence Day at Fort Lee, Virginia. Each of these pictures will be seen in more detail on a separate page, which will not be uploaded until I get back to a high-bandwidth line. Meantime, here are smaller jpegs you can enjoy here. I do hope none of you are on 28k modems.
Spending the Fourth of July on an Army post is a very different experience from what most people are used to. Needless to say, people are very patriotic. Besides the selection of the usual July 4th fare (Sousa, various patriotic anthems), we heard more than a few country songs written since 9/11, most of them of the "We're America, and we're gonna kick your ass" variety. 9/11 has not sunk into the background on Army posts, as it has in many places in America.
I really like being there for the Fourth. And as the post is a big training post, I get the feeling the soldiers are very happy to be there for the festivities, too. They don't get a whole lot of free time, and I feel for them, wearing full uniforms in the Virginia heat. Then again, it beats the heat of a summer day in Iraq.
You know, even during the heights of my hard-left liberal youth, I never had anything but respect for our Armed Forces. They do something that I wasn't able to do, and for that, they have my unending gratitude and respect. permalink | |
I'll be in transit by the time most of you read this. For those of you who are interested in joining me, I was thinking of a restaurant in Montclair Tuesday night, butI may have family obligations that will cause me to cancel. The train and bus lines stop right across the street from the restaurant. And I can drive to a transit point those of you who need to get back via train or PATH. I'll know more tonight, and will email those of you who already responded.
And by the way, I have some great pictures of my Fourth of July at Fort Lee (I'm wearing the t-shirt today) that will be up a bit later. The soldiers put on a show for us. permalink | |
Three stories that illustrate profound differences in thinking, and one that is bound to cause international outrage.
First, the good news: In a recent poll of palestinians, 79% of them say they would favor a "mutual cessation of violence." The bad news: 59% of pals still support suicide bombings.
I'm trying to figure out how 79% can say they want an end to violence while nearly two-thirds still want to see Israeli civilians blown up.
The IDF found another would-be suicide bomber and got the belt before it could kill Israelis.
The IDF says it will not use artillery against Kassam rockets.
Yes, that's the difference between Israel and the pals. Israelis do not deliberately target civilians, and do their best to reduce collateral damage. The pals deliberately target civilians, and rejoice over their deaths.
Now here's the story that will doubtless cause international agencies (and the French) to demonize Israel: Ehud Olmert says that Israel has no obligation to help the palestinians build industry.
Of course, we're going to get charges of discrimination and racism about that salary difference. Because it's not like, oh, American farmers pay migrant workers less than minimum wage to pick crops. Or it's not like Americans hire illegal immigrants to clean their houses and take care of their children for less than they'd have to pay a legal worker. Or it's not like there aren't sweatshops in America where foreign workers work long hours for little pay in horrible conditions. No, no other nation is guilty of anything like that. Only Israel, right?
Yeah. permalink | |
You can read the rest of it here.
And for those of you who were rooting for Gracie to get her holiday tuna: Here's photographic evidence.
Have a happy and safe Fourth, everyone.
Three cheers for the red, white and blue. permalink | |
Last week's blogs are archived. Looking for the Buffy Blogburst Index? Here's Israel vs. the world. Here's the Blogathon. The Superhero Dating Ratings are here. If you're looking for something funny, try the Hulk's solution to the Middle East conflict, or Yasser Arafat Secret Phone Transcripts. Iseema bin Laden's diary is also a good bet if you've never been here before.