Saturday, August 27, 2011

Those Mysterious Ways

God just wanted people to be able to take a break.

Hurricane Party?

Hey! Hurricane Irene made me come home from the beach.

This weather is putting me in the mood for chili. And cornbread. And other canned and boxed foods. MMMMmmmm.

Not sure how this whole thing will blow over, but I was thinking a Sunday afternoon post-hurricane gathering could be in order. I just stood in line for an hour at my local grocery store.....stocked up on all things chili. If we don't all die tomorrow morning, and you have the means to get to my house...come over. Walk, drive, or bike. If not, I'll freeze it and save it for a different rainy day.

What do you think?

325 Clinton Avenue #2E

Monday, August 22, 2011

Next Stop: Allentown, PA

You can suck it Billy Joel. I'm going to live there for real...for a few months anyway.

This will be my next temporary place of employ.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

American Gangsters

For those of you who haven't read it, the New Yorker piece on the Osama raid. You can read the full version by clicking on the title.

"The Americans hurried toward the bedroom door. The first SEAL pushed it open. Two of bin Laden’s wives had placed themselves in front of him. Amal al-Fatah, bin Laden’s fifth wife, was screaming in Arabic. She motioned as if she were going to charge; the SEAL lowered his sights and shot her once, in the calf. Fearing that one or both women were wearing suicide jackets, he stepped forward, wrapped them in a bear hug, and drove them aside. He would almost certainly have been killed had they blown themselves up, but by blanketing them he would have absorbed some of the blast and potentially saved the two SEALs behind him."

Tuesday, August 2, 2011