November 2007

I heart Helen Thomas

I read the transcripts for the white house press briefings, it’s a sick morbid fascination.
It’s not that I like to stay informed, it’s more like art appreciation. Which is good, because there is little information disseminated – and even less factual information.
There can be appreciation for things you don’t like – I don’t get into on rap music, but I appreciate some of it. Any common thing done uncommonly well is nothing to sneeze at.

Former press secretary -Ari Fleischer was and will likely remain the Mozart of non-information. It’s not too hard to dodge the white house press corps, but he did it with style – he can talk for minutes without divulging, confirming or denying a fact when directly questioned.

The press secretary never gets ‘pinned down’, that’s there job – to just go to the next question. Last week the lovely Helen Thomas came as close as it gets on the pissing match between congress and the white house on war funding. If a bill isn’t passed many civilian contractors get the pink slip.

Q So this is a way to remind Congress that you want them to pass this bill?
MS. PERINO: That’s exactly what that was.
Q So you’re making them suffer –
MS. PERINO: I’m making the Democrats suffer?
Q No, you’re making the civilians who work for the Defense –
MS. PERINO: Oh, no, it is not us who are making any civilians suffer.
Q There ought to be –
MS. PERINO: We are calling on Congress to –
Q How many billions have we spent already for the Defense Department?

Transcript of the Gaggle.

When I first read that I was cheering for Helen, but after thinking on it… I’m even more sad. She didn’t force the point – she stood out merely because she had the courage to ask a follow up question. She later went on to ask about George’s Thanksgiving plans. I guess it’s better than some startlet’s undies (or lack thereof).

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Soup Bone



Soup Bone, originally uploaded by kbb.

This is the highest value treat in Ira’s known universe. Its the only thing he ‘guards’ .
If someone tries to touch the bone, he panics and tries to slink away with it. It entertains me to watch him get the marrow out – he’s too small to break the bone, and his tongue isn’t quite long enough.

I think of him every time I’m at a French restaurant that serves marrow.

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Symbiosis in Highland Park

In life Parasitism and symbiosis are two of the more fascinating ways to get your bread and butter. It seems the strip mall also has symbiotic relationships. I wonder which came first?
The chicken,or the egg?


Symbiotic
While looking for the link, I learned that there is both an “Old Country Buffet”, and a “Country Buffet”. Wow. Other things I learned:

Shoot me if you ever see me walk from one of these establishments to the other.

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