Someone Vacuum this Bed
I'm feeling short-tempered. I'm lying on my bed. It's dark in here; only my bedside lamp is on. Madeline just came in to check on me. Hey, Madeline. Now she's leaving. No, she just jumped on the bed. Checking things out. There's a lot of stuff on this bed, and it's full of crumbs. This could be compacting my bad mood. Or maybe I'm just noticing these things because I'm cranky.
I had a nice day today. I read the newspaper, finished a book, did a little internet research. I watched a Nature special on dogs. We took Madeline to the dogpark. We went to the Hollywood Farmers' Market. We napped.
Still, I'm irascible. I get deeply annoyed with things. I choose to believe it's a sign of restlessness. If I were busier I wouldn't have time to fret over the crumbs in this bed. Nor would I have time to whine about it on this blog.
Okay. Moving on.
For the past few days I've been feeling that George Tenet's book is nothing more than a personal defense of his own character and therefore I was going to dismiss its content completely. I just don't trust the guy to give it to me straight. Clearly that's because to me George Tenet is a terribly mutable person who somehow managed to hold onto that job a little longer than he probably should have; he's the guy who sat behind Colin Powell at the U.N., the guy who said "slam dunk", the guy who left quietly and in return got the Medal of Freedom. And that's all he'll ever be to me. I refuse to be swayed by this book. (Also, I read the Richard Clarke book and to be honest I don't know if I can handle another recounting of this country's horrific "run-up-to-war" fuckups.) Anyway, all that being said... I thought he was pretty compelling on 60 Minutes tonight. He was passionate and emotional enough that I really want to believe he's somehow the victim here. I feel for the guy. Basically, he's saying "I worked hard for all these years, please don't forget that." Imus's farm for cancer kids couldn't erase the "nappy hos" comment, and I'm thinking Tenet's defense ("I worked hard every day") probably isn't going to fare much better. 3000+ dead. I still have to blame him for a large part of that. Then again, I'm in a piss-poor mood right now.
My tooth hurts.
I'm thinking about writing my senators and congressman every week (or more) to ask them not to back off the timeline and benchmarks in the Iraq appropriations bill. I don't trust that anyone reads emails.
I had a nice day today. I read the newspaper, finished a book, did a little internet research. I watched a Nature special on dogs. We took Madeline to the dogpark. We went to the Hollywood Farmers' Market. We napped.
Still, I'm irascible. I get deeply annoyed with things. I choose to believe it's a sign of restlessness. If I were busier I wouldn't have time to fret over the crumbs in this bed. Nor would I have time to whine about it on this blog.
Okay. Moving on.
For the past few days I've been feeling that George Tenet's book is nothing more than a personal defense of his own character and therefore I was going to dismiss its content completely. I just don't trust the guy to give it to me straight. Clearly that's because to me George Tenet is a terribly mutable person who somehow managed to hold onto that job a little longer than he probably should have; he's the guy who sat behind Colin Powell at the U.N., the guy who said "slam dunk", the guy who left quietly and in return got the Medal of Freedom. And that's all he'll ever be to me. I refuse to be swayed by this book. (Also, I read the Richard Clarke book and to be honest I don't know if I can handle another recounting of this country's horrific "run-up-to-war" fuckups.) Anyway, all that being said... I thought he was pretty compelling on 60 Minutes tonight. He was passionate and emotional enough that I really want to believe he's somehow the victim here. I feel for the guy. Basically, he's saying "I worked hard for all these years, please don't forget that." Imus's farm for cancer kids couldn't erase the "nappy hos" comment, and I'm thinking Tenet's defense ("I worked hard every day") probably isn't going to fare much better. 3000+ dead. I still have to blame him for a large part of that. Then again, I'm in a piss-poor mood right now.
My tooth hurts.
I'm thinking about writing my senators and congressman every week (or more) to ask them not to back off the timeline and benchmarks in the Iraq appropriations bill. I don't trust that anyone reads emails.
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