Durant's Rousseau and Revolution, p. 606 247.0 miles cloudy, cool
I am not sleeping well. Every time I think 0bama can't get worse, he gets worse, and I dread each new day. What is he going to do to us next? What kind of hell is my country being turned into, what kind of life will my poor grandchildren have?
My cousin called, mighod what a soap opera. At least everyone's still standing.
Then we went to an Indian restaurant in West Sacramento for a caching event. Before we went in we found the lightpole cache right outside, and left the final 3 EatStayPlay tokens. We also saw 2 of them get picked up. The food was great and the company good. We tried for one other cache as we left, but couldn't find it. Oh, well.
Back when he was capitulating to the dwarfish tyrant that rules North Korea, President Obama said “Words must mean something.” He was right about that. It’s a pity that, here as elsewhere, his actions do not live up to his words. Which is why, were I a betting man, I’d wager there will be no Purple Hearts distributed at Ft. Hood. Looking for the purloined letter? It’s right there in front of you.
Durant's Rousseau and Revolution, p. 606 247.0 miles cloudy, cool
105 recordings of 41 types.
Rasmussen: -10; 47/51. I bet it goes down when the terrorists-to-New-York decision filters in.
They finally expanded Farmville!
Today we went to Chucky Cheese in Concord for my cousin's child's 9th birthday party. We picked up Bernadette and Gareth, then headed south along the river levee. Bernadette began to get nauseated because of the winding road. Fortunately, there was a turnout so she and I could trade places. And so on into Concord, where we located the party venue and found a Burger King for lunch. Gareth was sweet and happy again.
Then we did some caching. A couple were along a bike trail where we let Gareth walk as long as he wanted. He enjoyed exploring, then he enjoyed Rich carrying him. He prefers Rich to the rest of us: taller and firmer, I guess. We put out the last of our tokens and got to #6500!
Then it was time for the party. Lots of people came, even though they have to pay toll going back to Benicia. (Or maybe not. We were a carpool and got over the bridge free.) Gareth walked around and looked at everything and especially the blinking lights on the games. I was disappointed that they didn't have a ball pit. Nor do they have the Band. He was mildly interested in Chuck E.
He had a whole slice of pizza. I just kept putting it in his mouth and letting him bite it off.
When the real Chuck E. Cheese came out I took him over to watch. He was baffled because there were two, the animatronic one and the mascot. But then the rat started getting the kids to scream... Gareth looked worried at the first one but the louder one made him cry. I took him back to his chair and held him till he calmed down. Some birthday cake helped. For the rest of the party Rich followed him around the game floor.
Back in town, Rob had cleaned up the living/play room. Amazing. And at our house, Rich got a Steelers flag!
0bama bringing KSM to NYC. This is a terrible terrible decision, more of the "blame Bush" mentality. Walid Phares comments. I see him called the SOBama. Every time I think he's hit rock bottom and can't make me any madder, he digs deeper. 0bama's Friday mess.
Durant's Rousseau and Revolution, p. 606 247.0 miles smidge of rain
99 recordings of 39 types.
I'm up 1.9 pounds. That gingerbread shake yesterday was a mistake. My blood pressure is low borderline.
Rasmussen is -9, 47/52.
I went out to the Retreat House. After Mass I gave a volunteer a couple of gifts for the raffle at the upcoming wine event. One was the cactus cookie jar and tray I won at another raffle, and the other is a re-gift of something I've never used and probably never would. As I left, I counted 20 turkeys in the flock.
Oh, relief, I didn't plan to do anything else. I meant to just veg the rest of the day, but got a call from the oral surgeon's office. They'd heard about my numbness and wanted to see me soon. This afternoon, in fact. Grumble.
He was surprised that I was still numb, but says it should come back. The nerve may have been knocked, but not cut. He didn't say anything about the swelling except that I'm healing well. Good news, I suppose, but glorp.
Well, in fairness, even if the president did declare back in 2008 this war was a vital national security interest, and he did signal last spring he was on board with counterinsurgency, and even if he did appoint Gen. Stanley McChrystal to get the job done in May, the general’s recommendations only arrived in August, and the president didn’t look at them until, what, late September, and he’s been really busy this whole time letting Congress bollix his health-care initiative, throwing Eastern Europe under the bus and flying to Copenhagen, that kind of thing, so he’s only been able to squeeze in seven high-level national security meetings, or is it eight? Is it so unreasonable to ask for new options on top of the new options that he asked for on top of the new options that McChrystal gave him? Meanwhile, China’s ass wants kissing and then we’re into the holidays …
Durant's Rousseau and Revolution, p. 606 247.0 miles cloudy, a bit cold
96 recordings of 39 types.
Rasmussen: -10, 46/53
We went to the Elk Grove Veterans' Day Parade with Bernadette and Gareth. The baby walked over and all around before the parade. Mostly for the parade we were holding him, so he wouldn't keep stealing the neighbor's water. I pointed out fire trucks and flags and bands. A couple of times he walked away, with me with him, and played in the grass and walked and walked. I showed him a horse mascot which was his favorite thing. At the end of the parade I picked him up again to show him the horses... "da!" he said. ("Dog.")
Bernadette took Gareth back to the car and Rich and I walked across the street to get a cache at the new Elk Grove library. Then we drove to Applebee's for the free food for Rich. Unfortunately, there was a line. We went to Marie Callendar's, same thing, and Bernadette suggested Red Robin, which was a little farther away. The wait was 15 minutes, so that was OK. Gareth was a sweetheart toddling around. A woman waiting near us said "We need a grandchild." Gareth is the grandchild everyone wants: as Bernadette says, the next one will be a holy terror.
He was great at lunch, too. They didn't bring his food early, but he colored and looked around and was great. Then he ate quite a bit of the chicken and all.
American soldiers are not just the guardians of peace… they are its architects. They build it with the invisible bricks of atrocities that did not occur, because the murderers were sensibly afraid of tangling with them. They add the mortar of countless acts of kindness and mercy, performed in war zones and disaster areas. The elites of the Third World learn about America by watching CNN. Many of their people see their first American flag riding on the shoulder of a uniformed man or woman carrying relief supplies, or a medical kit. Some of those poor people have taken bullets from their countrymen, and been dragged to safety by United States soldiers who don’t hesitate to do the right thing, even when that American flag becomes a target. No wonder the people of the world generally like us more than their elites.
Roni Yarnot-Krajeski "Thank you, Dad, for your years of service to the country while in the Air Force. Thank you also to my grandfather, who was killed in WWII, and to all the veterans of our military. I am so proud."
She got a commenter who was quite offensive. It's amazing how the "peaceniks" can be so aggressive. I felt sorry for this guy's father, who must be deeply ashamed of him.
Durant's Rousseau and Revolution, p. 606 246.0 miles cold, cloudy
Happy birthday, Marine Corps! Godaddy has it right. (I like Sesame Street just fine, but Google should be honoring the Marines.)
97 recordings of 40 types
Rasmussen: -10, 48/52.
I babysat so Bernadette could have her prenatal appointment. She also went to buy some clover seed. I had more cuddle time with Gareth.
Up in Snohomish, Eric lost his first tooth. Also, in sad news, their rabbit fell out of the cage and died, and so they had some experience of a burial.
Well, be fair, Barry kept us safe for almost 10 months.
I've found all my glasses except for the ones I lost in Laramie. There was a pair in the den on top of the desk.
Rich found out someone has paid for the Thanksgiving dinner at Sharing God's Bounty and will be serving. I'm sworn to secrecy for another couple of weeks, but this is BIG.
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