Friday Night Miscellany

Is summer ever going to come? It's cold here! Today it didn't get above 53 degrees, there was a strong constant wind off the lake out of the east and I wore a winter coat and gloves. Here's a story that made me go "what?" It's absolutely silly - the Manchester Museum covered it's mummies after someone complained about a partially naked mummy. Hmmm, as if it still looked like anything after 2000 plus years??? Zahi Hawass (I can think of lots of other things to call him, all unflattered takes on his name) chimed in about "respect" for the dead. Yeah, right. That's why ALL of the mummies in the Cairo Museum are naked. Har! Note to Self: Do NOT, I repeat, do NOT end up in this hospital - the buggers have obviously faulty equipment and totally incompetent staff people and doctors. Woman brain dead for 17 hours suddenly, miraculously, comes back to life? Oh, please. If that story isn't enough, here's another one. Gold-dusted burgers. I foresee a new industry....panning poop for gold dust... Evil America's plot to overthrow the communist system in Cuba - send cell phones! Dreamed up by no less than the astounding brainpower of our dearly soon to be departed Prez, George W. Bush. Could the people at Goddesschess possibly be considered potential enemies of the State? (cue spooky music from "One Step Beyond...) Well, think about this: we advocate a decidedly goddess point of view that is totally subversive to the established patriarchal order; we poke fun of everyone, demonstrating an irreverence for THOSE IN POWER (although I understand Bushy did like my comments some months ago about Chavez and the "waaaa, waaaa" photograph); we have lots and lots of pages filled with subversive, goddess-tainted information at our website - and here, too! On occasion, we (not including, of course, Mr. Don), wear PINK! And - here's the clincher, a few years back we actually discovered in our stats program the trail of a rather clumsy spy front agency that had suddenly developed a passion for all things Goddesschess - I seem to recall the business was selling the equivalent of modern-day "murphy beds" - darlings, I'm not making this up! Sooooo, if a "national emergency" should arise, we might be jacked up and hauled off to Guantanamo. But you know what, if they do that, they'll be sorry. I'll try and convert each and every one of 'em to a Christian Witness of Jehovah...