For those of you that might have missed the most crazy random headline of the past week, on Monday, August 22, The Rev. Pat Robertson , one-time presidential candidate and full-time zealous maniac made the following remark referring to Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez: "You know, I don't know about this doctrine of assassination, but if he thinks we're trying to assassinate him, I think that we really ought to go ahead and do it. It's a whole lot cheaper than starting a war, and I don't think any oil shipments will stop." He continued: "We have the ability to take him out, and I think the time has come that we exercise that ability." - - Take him out? Has America's favorite uber "Christian", who has blamed 9/11 on the ACLU (among others), been watching "The Sopranos" and conveniently forgotten one of the most important Ten Commandments? The ridiculous and hypocritical nature of this statement is newsworthy, but not the first...
I know I need to stop looking, listening and over absorbing myself in the news from the Gulf Coast, but it sure is hard to relax when you know that people so close by are suffering and possibly dying. I'm glad the news has some small stories of hope to report like people and animals being rescued and attended to. Last night, in our much tamer version of the storm, a beautiful small pigeon got confused (with the barometric pressure drop I guess) and flew right into our glass front door. She was stunned, but not badly hurt from what I observed. K and I made her a little nest in a drink cooler with towels and bird seed and she stayed there all night and was gone by morning. I wish I could reach out to others in need right now like we did that pigeon last night. All I can hope and pray for is that the Red Cross and National Guard can take care of the many hundreds of people and animals that need so much help right now. I wish there was more we could do because it seems like those of us...
Today I flew to Nashville for my grandmother's 83rd birthday (much more on that later), but I had some fun moments in the early a.m. on Southwest Airlines. First off, thanks to my LYB for giving her sister the hook up with a super cheap round-trip ticket to Nashville. Yes, I should have driven from Birmingham, but my car is in the shop and this ticket was cheaper than renting a car. Enough about all that, now to the humor. After two hours of sleep last night I boarded a plane this morning got an excellent window seat and sat peacefully with my Diet Coke and the ever frivolous SkyMall magazine. As the plane was turning on its pre-engine switches (you know where the fans come on, but the engine isn't on yet) an older woman, clothed in a bizarre South American dress with an embroidered woman on the front that said "Honduras", raised her hand and said to the flight attendant, "My husband will be here in five minutes." She said this very matter-of-factly like sh...
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