WWIII - Thank you, Tyrant Bush

I read the news today, Oh Boy...

Israel is fighting back - fighting back hard, and while the sentiment in my mind is "Yes - it's time to do something about those who are shelling and attacking your country" - Israel is not planning to do just that. It appears that Israel is looking for their own "Final Solution" - and have forgotten the 1930's and 1940's and how poorly that turned out for the aggressors.

And truthfully - this is all the Tyrant George Bush's fault. Had he not, from the FIRST DAYS of his regime, planned and schemed to destabilize the region by illegally, immorally and ill-advisedly invading Iraq, things would have remained "strained" but not escalated in this manner.

This is the beginning of WWIII - and I fear for the outcome. I fear for those who have loved ones living or vacationing in Lebanon - both Arab and Western. I fear for the Israeli people who are, like myself, powerless to stop a government gone mad.

I fear for the world - because the Tyrant George Bush's eyes are said to have lit up with glee when he learned how to unleash the power of the USA's nuclear arsenal.

I fear for the world - because this isn't about "terrorism" anymore, it's not about land-grabbing in the Middle East - it isn't about oil. Thanks to the Tyrant Bush and his cabalistic evil regime, this is now about Moslems everywhere HATING Americans, just because we are American. Just because we were born here. Regardless of anything else we have or have not done since birth. No matter that I did everything legal in my personal power to thwart the re-election of the Tyrant and his minions.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.

Why don't I feel fine?

Shell Gone? Bob Lives On. Why me?

So I go to get gas last night and the Shell station on the corner has Indiana Religious Icons (orange traffic cones) at all of the pumps - can't get gas at all. WTF? I was gonna get the gas, then get the car washed. I got gas this morning at the Marathon (7 cents/gallon cheaper) but this is worrisome. I will have to check more closely tonight.

Bob, in the meanwhile, lives on in my rearview mirror. This morning again there was yet another attempt at web-building going on, and again I thwarted it, and again he did a bit of bungee jumping. To be perfectly honest, I'm getting a bit bored and annoyed with Bob. However, since the Shell station was nonfunctional last nite, I didn't get the car washed yet, so I haven't been able to powerwash him into a new existance. Soon.

So I call to get my results from the Dr. office. "You have diabetes - go get more tests done".

Now I'm thirsty constantly (was only at night before). I feel lightheaded - I'm afraid to eat anything for fear I'll trigger some insulin event thingy. I'm really depressed and ready to just say FUCK IT ALL - between the heart crap and this and being unable to exercise and stuff. Why do I have to keep going on when going on sucks so much?

*sigh*

BOB LIVES!!!!!!!!

So this morning, I"m on my way in to work and I see something spinning in the wind-wake from my side rear-view mirror again - BOB!!

He tried to spin a web from the top of the window to the mirror and down to the doorframe, but the wind-wake tore most of it apart. After one episode of "bungee jumping" he learned - he crawled back into the mirror housing again.

When I got to work, I disconnected the web from the window and door. While this may seem cruel, I really have no desire to have a pet spider living in my outside door mirror. Sorry folks, I'm just heinous that way.

So sometime tonight I will stop at the gas station that has the carwash and have Bob power-washed out of the mirror housing. Hopefully he will survive and scurry out and spin a web somewhere at the carwash instead of on my car.

Viva Bob!!
Just... Viva somewhere other than my car. Kthksbye

Followup

It appears the trauma was too much for Bob.

His body is still stuck in the crack between the mirror and the plastic cover. I haven't seen him move in 2 days.

RIP, Bob.
In your next life - perhaps you will not do bungee jumping.

Anthropomorphism and the Bungee Jumping Spider in the Cave

Such a small little spider - barely 1/8 of an inch from nose to backside. Of all the silly places for him to decide to make a web - on the outside side-mirror of my car.

I had started driving to work this morning before I noticed him there. He was crawling around on the mirror while I drove thru the subdivision. It takes me 2-3 minutes to get out of our subdivision, and I go pretty slow because there are lots of cats and kids around, not to mention teenagers shooting out of the alleys without looking carefully first. Perhaps the spider thought it was a nice fresh summer breeze...

Sitting at the stoplight before turning onto the main highway, the spider starts to dangle from the mirror - suspended some 4 inches down from the mirror itself.

Now, take a break here - let's describe my mirror. This isn't your stainless-steel latched-onto-the-door mirror. This is one of those Space Age New Technology Black Plastic Dome type mirrors - sort of like the letter D with the flat stick part being the mirror.

Back to the dangling spiderciple, already in progress. Perhaps we should give our spider a name. How about... Bob. Bob the Spider.

Ok, so Bob is lazily spinning his way down toward the ground, I suspect in an attempt to create a great BIG Bob-the-spider web on the mirror and door of my car. What Bob failed to realize was that my car was about to turn left and start travelling at 45 mph.

Vrooooooommmmmmmm

Bob begins to fly. I don't think Bob has ever flown before. I suspect Bob thinking something like this:

Bob: OH SHIT!! WTF??? HOLY... WHOAAAAAAAAHHHHHH.. OMG OMG OMG OMG... sSTOP!!! WHOAAAAHHHHH

The car slows down for the next stoplight.

Bob: Oh whew. Ok... back up to the mirror - I need a stronger anchor to deal with this wind. Ok, anchor set, now back down to... WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA WHOAAAAAHHHH STOP STOP STOP STOP QUIT BEATING ME AGAINST THE MIRROR!!! OWIE OWIE OWIE OWIE STOP ALREADY STOP!!!!!!!!!!

Stoplight.

Bob: *pant**pant* Ok, this isn't working out so well. Maybe I can just strap myself down onto the mirror until this wind storm stops. Ok.. I feel the wind... the wind is strong... STOP THE WIND!!! STOP IT... I"M STILL BOUNCING OFF THE MIRRROR STOP!!! STOP!!!!! OWIE. OWIEEEEEEEEEE

Stoplight.

Bob: Must... Get... To... Safety... *Bob crawls into the plastic cover part of the mirror* A cave. A safe cave. I can wait here until the wind storm is over.

Stoplight

Bob: Ok.. safe now. Wind gone. I'll just crawl out and.. OH SHIT.. WIND.. Back to the cave...

Stoplight.

Bob: Ok, I'll just stick one tentacle out... just one... Wind.. Back to cave...

Stoplight

Bob: You ain't fooling ME!!! I'm in this cave, and I'm STAYING RIGHT HERE.

I pulled into work, gathered my stuff and opened the door - Bob was still huddled in his mirror-housing cave.

Bungee Jumping is NOT healthy for spiders, it appears.

Drugs and Herbs

So I got this book on herbs and herbal medicines. Very interesting read, particularly on the history of medicine from a pharmacological point of view. Considering that the Tyrant George Bush has just used his FIRST veto to condemn millions of Americans to suffer needlessly from potentially cure-able diseases based on his Xtian "pseudo-science", this is of interest.

Speaking of the stem-cell thing - First off - I would donate every remaining "egg" in my body - and any additional material needed - if it would bring back Mom and have her be happy and normal again. Secondly - the "embryos" that were about to be used to help find cures for such things as alzheimers and lupus and other horrible diseases, are going to be destroyed anyhow. There won't be any "babies" from them. But it seems Christians would rather see them DESTROYED than used to improve the health and lives of the POST-BORN.

The "heat wave" continues. Seems to me it's just "Summer" - but the news says it is a "heat wave" so I suppose they must be believed. It is hot and humid and muggy. Must be Summertime in Chicago.

The Thunderstorm

Oh, what a lovely, lovely thunderstorm last night.

Started around 10:30-ish, maybe 11. First the full-sky "heat-lightening" - then flashes, booms, crashing. Monsoon winds and driving rain. A gully-washer, in Denver it would have meant flash flooding. Torrential, primitive, wild and violent.

I loved it. Of course, the 20+ degree drop in temperature was VERY welcome indeed also. But the storm was the real attraction. Watching the treetops thrashing in the wind, the sheets of rain driving across the pavement, saturating the ground and turning the flowerbed into a mudslick.

It's been a while since we've had a really GOOD night-time thunderstorm.

Spoke Too Soon?

*sigh*

Well, the pollacks have managed to squash SOME of my flowers.
Asshats.

They also are moving at a SNAILS pace. Must be paid hourly.

And they broke my BBQ grill.

This Means War.

Good News/Bad News - Part II

Good News:

They tyvek'ed my house, and are putting up the siding. It will be a nice shade of grey. It's rather pretty.

They took down the fences and did NOT squash my flower gardens! Also, they took down the back porch light and will be putting up my new one...

And the guys all seem to speak Polish, not mexican - at least the ones at MY house.

Bad News:

I have no idea how I'm going to be able to hang up my wind chimes or my outside thermometer now.

Meh.

Things that annoy me about me

I hate it when I do stupid stuff

like throwing a pillow at the cats and not noticing I am also taking direct aim at a glass of iced tea sitting on the edge of a table....

promising myself I'm going to get something into the mail, then conveniently forgetting it on the top of the dresser when I waddle out to work...

remembering to buy a birthday card, then forgetting to send it...

not being able to sleep and playing online video games instead of folding laundry...

cleaning up room A by throwing all the stuff into room B, instead of the trash...

Losing my keys... yet again. Is it all THAT Hard to put them in the same place every night?????????

Bah.