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This is a very sad story. When someone you love dies, you are completely, physically baffled by the empty space they leave behind. It's fucking awful.

Ha! Now that I would like to see! Was Lammy wearing his hi-heel sneakers and a wig hat on his head?

I hope you have a terrific day, Johnny! Happy birthday!

Very cool article. Treating one's self to lounging with coffee and the Times on a Sunday morning birthday is a very good thing. Stainless steel wire recording of Woody? Wild!

Happy birthday, love! I hope your day is absolutely delightful! "So you gonna finish that butter, or what?"

We got all of our school supplies at Dirty Don's.

and...Krasinski connection, VC thread.

I can't wait to read this entire article, but this is the most apropos sentence I have read in a long time: "Operation Iraqi Freedom, it turns out, was never a war against Saddam Hussein's Iraq. It was an invasion of the federal budget, and no occupying force in history has ever been this efficient." Two years ago I dated a guy who was an private trader/investor. He paid attention to the places where gluts of money could be found. He told me that well connected private contractors would be the next war profiteers of our tax monies. (Duh, right? But who knew they could be so incompetent?)

I have 3 pieces of sushi left, but no ginger or wasabi. I am bereft. I'm not particularly peevish, just bereft. Is that OK?

I smoked Camels.

Oh, Leeeeoooo!

He's skeert of meeting me, probably.

Oh, heavens no! I know what I'm getting into when I jump into these threads. And it's an opportunity to have illuminating conversations that don't often happen in the fleshy world. I'm just surprised that more of the femmes have not joined in. Perhaps they are more savy than me. Yes I misunderstood the point you were making. My personal experience with women facing the abortion question has not been a question of a 'lifestyle choice' or choice of whether a pregnancy would be convenient. Obviously I can't speak for all, but for the women I have known, it is a decision made from deep pain an

I snagged a couple of tickets. I have not been to a show there, but I really dislike that whole VIP thing. I hope it's not like that.

No, I didn't say that, nor do I feel that. Ideally such decisions should of course be shared. The reality is that the woman usually has the last word on the subject based on biological mandate.

The crux of my philosophy is that they are no different. I have not contradicted myself at all. Both of those activities are human decisions that one person has more of a right to exist than another. Conscious decisions. Again, you might be opposed to this war, but what about WWII? Human beings are making these decisions ALL OF THE TIME. War shifts the world in ways that are unseen. It is deeply entrenched. It leaves countless established family units without their men. The repercussions extend for generations. Regardless of the 'righteousness' of the war. I happen to think that in the met

Sorry K. Many innocent human lives are lost in legally sanctioned wars who are not 'enlisted.'

The abortion/war question is not about saving, it's about killing. You can't turn your face from that and make it something different. How often do our own bodies reject the fertilized egg? How often does hospice give just enough morphine to stop the heart? Look at the real questions here. Americans are so fearful of seeing death. The more advanced medical science becomes, the more we have to ask these questions.There is nothing 'natural' about the 'continuum of life' anymore. 'Cause what about all of those frozen embryos? Since they exist in no 'womb' are they somehow exempt from these mora

(Add a little groan too.)

Some blogs are simply excercises in ego onanism, but Danny Miller's blog is engaging, conversational and hilarious. Like David Sedaris, he frequently seems to be talking about my childhood as well as his own: "My mother wasn

Nice. I'm pretty sure the book(s) will still be better.

As soon as I saw this was a YouTube link i knew I would be squirming in the empathic embarassment seat. I could only watch a few seconds before the discomfort became so intense I had to shut it down. Oy.