Drive-Bys

Sorry to be out of touch for a few days. A wake for the 89-year-old mother of a good friend was held in Outer Mongolia last Thursday evening, and attending involved two trains (and an extra-large coffee on the second one to make sure I didn't end up in northern Siberia by missing my own stop... which, if you're on the last train, means that the only hotel in town is more than a mile from the train station and there's nowhere else to stay*), rather than at the Omnibus Depot.

Friday I couldn't keep my eyes opened or my brain focused. Too freaking tired, both physically and emotionally. And then we had a couple of layoffs in my office. Really a small number, but a real kick in the morale.

This weekend the skies opened up and dumped all the precipitation they've been missing in both Texas and California directly upon the Depot d'Omnibus. (Or at least that's the way it felt.) Uck. I holed up on the couch and chewed through a couple three good thick novels.

Anyhoo... back to blogging.
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Windypundit gave me the giggles: Thunderwear. (My brother already has a hamper full of thunderpants, and it's not because he's carrying a loaded weapon -- he is the loaded weapon, especially after a fine Mexican dinner.)
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Via William Jacobson, a new artist whose album is high on my gotta have list: Kathleen Stewart sings "It Ain't Your Money to Spend." Priceless (and a toe-tapper, to boot).
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What makes me smile? Bourbon. Yummy, yummy bourbon.
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The media is just now getting around to asking this question??? If President Chicken Little would quit squawking that the sky is falling and call it what it was -- a recession instead of a depression -- the public wouldn't have panicked nearly so much, and the markets would be much more stable.

P.S. -- Grade Chicken Little yourself here. Interesting numbers so far. (And for my more liberal friends, feel free to post this on your own blogs and invite voters, too. I'm curious to see true numbers.)
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So Chicken Little is overwhelmed? It might help if he'd stick around the Oval Office and actually learn something, instead of dragging his telecrapper out on the road every other day. Gotta get those sound bites in, though. That's the important thing.
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My back teeth ached and my arteries clogged. But it all sounds so good.
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Giggles of the Day, Reader's Edition:


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Ubiquitous Blogthings:

You Can Be Deeply Passionate Sometimes

You are a loner, and you're fine with that. You find the most fulfillment in solitude. And you never feel more lonely than when you're in a crowd. You have cold feet when it comes to love. You have a lot of uncertainty until you convince yourself to dive right in. You are deeply passionate about several things in your life. You're not passionate about much... and the few passions you have are truly obsessions. Your sense of humor is very physical. Your facial expressions or spot on imitations of people are hilarious.

The Beach Test

... and...

Your Lucky Love Color Says You're Open

When someone gets to know you, the first thing they notice is your refreshing honesty. You are real and true to who you are. Of all the colors, you are the most comfortable in your own skin. And unlike what your color might suggest, you don't have a jealous bone in your body. Your heart is open, and you give your partner a lot of freedom. Because for you, stifling someone is not love.

What Does Your Lucky Love Color Tell Men?

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*And I know whereof I speak, as I did my own version of Blanche DuBois very late one Friday evening there. I still owe favors to a coffee shop bus boy (who drove me to the hotel and wouldn't let me pay him) and a very nice guy who was in town to visit his son (and wouldn't let me pay him to take me back to the train station). It's an hour back to the Depot d'Omnibus from there by rail. Longer by car. Bankruptcy far by taxi.