If you could ask Jimmy Carter a question, what would it be? Because one of us gets the chance to ask a question, and one of us wants to make sure to have a good one.
And one of us will not ask a question that results in a Secret Service throw-down, so keep that in mind.
I don't think continuing to campaign is going to win Edwards any votes. There will be some people who think he should be spending his time with his wife, and there will be plenty of people who think his wife's illness will be too distracting for a potential world leader.
The long, lost King of Suck posted...and comments were down so that you couldn't abuse him. He was talking about maybe jumping on a group blog, but he was pretty far gone, so he may not remember it.
Anywho, I had a lovely Spring Break, thanks for asking.
Today there was an anti-war rally on the Pentacrest. It didn't appear to have the greatest turnout. I stopped to observe, but the speaker was less than dynamic and I got bored. Maybe if you're trying to get people fired up about Iraqi civilian deaths, you should know the number--or at least not admit you have no idea if the number you're saying is accurate or not. I may be wrong, but I believe he shouted a number, then said, "Is that total? Or today? For the year? Well, whatever it is, it's a lot!" I have an ear infection, so I may not have heard the middle part accurately.
The war is for oil, yadda yadda.
I'll be having cabbage today because the Irish apparently love the stuff. That's why I'm on my 5th bloody mary so I can get the stinking mush down.
I mean boiled cabbage, really! What I won't do for the Irish. The drinking, the cabbage. I'm a giver. Well, my drink is empty. Erin go blah, everyone!!
There might be some posting going on here in the next day or two. I can't be held responsible for the content. If there is any.
Pulled an all-nighter last night, swigging Mountain Dew MDX like it was my job. Finished the paper at 6:30 a.m., but I am fairly certain it was the biggest piece of sh*t I have ever put my name on.
Turned it in anyway. The class is General Ed, which means my biggest turd of a research paper ever is still better than at least 80% of the rest of them. And the class is curved. Thank God for freshmen sometimes, helping me out like this.
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I almost got hit by a van today. Was crossing in the crosswalk in front of a stopped work van, and before I finished clearing his vehicle, he hit the gas. He slammed on his brakes immediately, and I looked at him like WTF. He waved apologetically. Too busy on his cell phone and lighting a cigarette to pay attention. And I was wearing a bright gold sweatshirt, he couldn't miss me.
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Time for bed yet?
It's been icy and snowy hereabouts, which you already know if you read Drudge every day (IOWA SHUT DOWN!!! BLIZZARD!!! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!!). It's now in that fun melt-and-refreeze cycle where the snow melts in the sunshine every day and then refreezes at night. There's a delightful ice rink out in the parking lot right now.
Besides all that, I've been busy with midterm fun. Paper due tomorrow that I haven't started yet, and two exams still to come this week. And some neighbor kid has been screaming her head off for a good 75 minutes.
Plus I tried to lose a finger today and that is not helping me type. The bandage interferes, you know?
So yeah, better get going on that paper. Trilobites are exciting!!!