On the local news just now there was a very short report about a police officer that heard some yelping from a drain pipe. It turns out there was a little black lab in the drain pipe! They got her out and named her Lucky. Sound familiar? Drain pipe pup Murphy is doing just fine. He’s a bouncy boy and was very good about taking his monthly medicine (unlike his big sister . . . but that’s another story).
Chicago didn’t get the 2016 Olympics. It’s a shame. Awarding it to Rio was something that I think was a good move, but I still feel bad for Chicago. The ugly underbelly of the whole process was the dickweeds who were concern trolling the President and their sheer JOY when Chicago got knocked out in the first round. Way to go Weekly Standard and whatever dumbass conservative conference was going on in Virginia. Talk about showing your ass . . .
President Obama FINALLY met with the general he gave a job to (and who was part of covering up Pat Tillman’s death and who is probably trying to do a power play with wrt troop levels in Afghanistan by letting someone leak his request). Chain of command means nothing to Obama haters. I know what he’s dealing with. People I work with can’t get it either. And when the boss can’t get with the program a la Bush, you’ve got a problem on your hands. Now that the President has satisfied the screamers, hopefully things will move ahead.
The meetings with the Iranians seems to have been productive. I still don’t understand why the Israeli nukes are not an issue. They have got to be addressed at some point. Sorry, there shouldn’t be any exceptions when it comes to nukes.
We had an alarm today — not a drill. It gave me one indication of how much my coworkers value me and our emergency leader. They argued with both of us about leaving the building and the stupid secretary decided she had to pee mid-alarm. None of them think about the fact that the two of us have to be the the last to leave. Fire? Let me bitch while I slowly leave and you die. Bomb? Let me go pee while you wait for me.
And all I can say about Sarah Palin’s “book” is that Van Jones had a best seller before she did. Arguably his book had a greater impact than hers will. His book was about others — everyone — regular people — her book is about — her. Look for Palin’s book to be offered on Townhall as a freebe with a paid subscription to their rag. Jones did it the hard way. Palin is on wingnut welfare.
Lastly, I think a truce has been established in Outside Kitten Land. The terrible orange tabby has been hanging around as has sad gray and white cat and they are not fighting. They don’t trust one another, but they aren’t fighting.
Sorry I haven’t included any links and will label this unfocused, but it’s been a long week.