Sep 15 2007
Appearing at The Jaundiced Eye, the Independent Bloggers’ Alliance, and My Left Wing.
— Alberto Ganzales
Sep 15 2007
I am going to be overly literal for this edition of Pony Party. Some of you might, like me enjoy, taking pictures. This Pony Party is an invite to all of you to share some of your favorite pictures. I have had my coffee, I am awake and kicking, and eager be to be cheery and annoying.
You know, like Katie Couric, only poor, with no television audience, and possibly slightly more coherent politics. Her problem is not that she is super-establishment, she is too blurry and unaware for that.
Sep 15 2007
That Iraq is a wholly complete and unmitigated mess of our life-time is a gross understatement. Four things are clear and unequivocal:
1. The United State should never have gone to war with Humpty Dumpty (Iraq).
2. Humpty-Dumpty is broken beyond all recognition.
3. We must work 24/7 to get this commander-in-chief of idiots to step away from the controls.
4. Our military presence is making things worse, not better.
What is not clear to me: How do we (or anyone) put Humpty-Dumpty back together again?
Sep 15 2007
This is the first in what I hope will be a continuous series here in Dharmaland. This series will be about the broad theme of self reliance. Each week’s post will have a different topic or focus, though I hope people will use the comments to talk about whatever their self-reliant interests and specialties might be or ask questions that others can answer. I also hope people who have a special topic they’d like to cover in more depth will pipe up and run the show now and then. Today’s installment will focus on how to find out about hazardous materials found in our own homes.
Sep 15 2007
rain
water falling down
it splats on the ground
do you, when nobodys watching
sing in the rain
do you spin around and let go
of all your worries
and who cares if anybody sees
you’ve already made sure
nobodys there
do you pretend you’re in a movie
and turn your face upward
and open your mouth
and let the rain in
please tell me
you’re like me
…that i’m not the only freak
jumping puddles with
Gene Kelly
please tell me
you’re like me
that i’m not alone
in being alone,
… dancing in the rain
Sep 15 2007
In case you didn’t hear about it, at the Kennebunkport rally a few days ago, there was a camraman who fell ill. Here’s what happened:
Sep 15 2007
We get up fairly early but if there isn’t any coffee in the house, panic, chaos, and a sense of impending doom fill the house. In fact, when I go to visit dear old Mom who drinks coffee as an occasional treat, I have to remember to bring my own coffee. I am originally from Southern Ontario where a chain called Tim Horton’s is king. My husband was pretty astonished to notice that not far from my mother’s house were two Tim Horton’s directly across the road from one another.
Sep 15 2007
From Yahoo News THE TOP STORY
Top general acknowledges Iraq mistakes
By LOLITA C. BALDOR, Associated Press Writer
4 minutes ago
| WASHINGTON – The U.S. military’s top general acknowledged Friday that he made mistakes in his early Iraq war strategy but said he still has no doubt that invading the country was the right decision.
Marine Gen. Peter Pace, retiring chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff and one of the war’s military architects, said he overestimated the ability of the Iraqi army to hold together after the invasion, and as a result underestimated the number of U.S. troops that would eventually be needed to fight the war. Offering a blunt assessment of the decisions and recommendations he made back in early 2003, an introspective Pace told Pentagon reporters that with the aid of 20-20 hindsight, it’s clear he made “errors in assumption.” |
Sep 15 2007
This place makes Regent U. look like a den of iniquity.
The Mission of Patrick Henry College is to prepare Christian men and women who will lead our nation and shape our culture with timeless biblical values and fidelity to the spirit of the American founding. Educating students according to a classical liberal arts curriculum, and training them with apprenticeship methodology, the College provides academically excellent baccalaureate level higher education with a biblical world view.
Ok, that’s pretty standard for a Christian school.
Here’s the scary part…They have a Department of Government it seems…
…fire down below
Sep 15 2007
is that what we need to do?
is it what we’re doing?
is it even possible?
who knows how to do it?
is there more than one way?
are some ways better than others?
what if people won’t be changed?
can we only change ourselves?
Sep 15 2007
There once was a girl who grew up in a really small town, really far away from much of anything. Of course, the word “girl” doesn’t define her, didn’t then, doesn’t now, but definitions in those days were unimaginative and lame, and besides, all she knew at the time was that she was a girl, much as that meant anything to her or to anyone and after all, it implied someone of a specific age or gender, doesn’t it, and even then, she had no idea there was anything at all beyond being a girl, unless that led always to being a woman, which is what she imagined her mother was.
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The girl’s imagination stretched just a bit oddly farther than other people’s imaginations, and their definitions, but alas, that would amble along later. |
Sep 15 2007
Hey kids…I got a big favor to ask. Actually, maybe not such a big favor when you think about it.
You know buhdydharma? That guy that’s been the nucleating agent over the last few years of Essential DKos Community Spirit, an Energizing Force for Good, and All-around Pony-giving Dude, Morale Officer, and Help to Newbies? You know that guy who has written countless witty and inspiring diaries, rallied to numerous causes, bucked up more down-in-the-dumps cowpokes, and been there for you on your comment list when no one else showed up…and no doubt been responsible for attracting more than his fair share of ad-revenue generating clicks to DKos?
Well, Let’s Help a Brother Out…It’s a Dharmathon ! ! !
More below this electronic substitute for an actual fold in piece of paper, as it were.