We saw this on the One Show on the beeb last night. Katy is soooooooo jealous of this dude’s license plate:
Current Mood: Amused
The beaver is a proud and noble animal
Notes from a bemused canuck
We saw this on the One Show on the beeb last night. Katy is soooooooo jealous of this dude’s license plate:
Current Mood: Amused
Katy was readmitted to Addenbrookes today.
Her blood pressure had started creeping back up when she had her ante-natal clinic appointment on Tuesday, so they told her to increase her meds from 3 times a day to 4 times a day. They also took some blood samples to run a few tests. She was to come back today for the results. They were less than pleasing. It would appear that her liver function is being impaired. This can be one of three things.
The best case scenario is that this is simply the appearance of a known potential side-effect of her blood pressure meds. They have switched her onto new meds to see if this makes the problem go away. The medium case scenario is that this is a known potential complication of pregnancy and they’re doing some more specific blood tests to check on this. This can be treated fairly easily and is not a problem. We should have the results in about a week. The worst-case scenario is that the liver problems are a symptom of pre-eclampsia. That would be very bad. That would mean that they’d monitor her on a daily basis and at the first sign of distress to her or Ben, she’d be induced or have a c-section. Her due date is at the end of November and it seems highly unlikely that she’ll make it full term.
*sigh*
We’re mostly keeping a positive attitude about the whole thing, or at least we’re trying to. Nothing bad has happened yet and people are working very hard to keep it that way. Still, it’s not the easiest thing to do to keep from fretting. I don’t know what I’d do without Katy. I know it sounds a bit dramatic saying that, but … I’ll admit being scared about the whole thing and not be able to do a damn thing about it. Sometimes, tea just can’t fix it.
The one thing that does comfort me is that she’s exactly where she needs to be to get the best care possible. Addenbrookes is a very good hospital and she’s in the system. She’s being monitored very closely and they seem on top of things to catch things early enough to be able to deal with them gently rather than at a stage where aggressive treatments would be required. That does help a lot in easing the anxiety.
And there is still tea. And kittens. Those help too.
Current Mood: Worried
Source: The Telegraph
Mickey Mouse is a corrupting influence and must die, a Muslim cleric has declared.
Sheikh Muhammad Munajid claimed the mouse is “one of Satan’s soldiers” and makes everything it touches impure. But he warned that depictions of the creature in cartoons such as Tom and Jerry, and Disney’s Mickey Mouse, had taught children that it was in fact loveable. The cleric, a former diplomat at the Saudi embassy in Washington DC, said that under Sharia, both household mice and their cartoon counterparts must be killed. Mr Munajid was asked to give Islam’s teaching on mice during a religious affairs programme broadcast on al-Majd TV, an Arab television network.
According to a translation prepared by the Middle East Media Research Institute, an American press monitoring service, he said: “The mouse is one of Satan’s soldiers and is steered by him. According to Islamic law, the mouse is a repulsive, corrupting creature. How do you think children view mice today – after Tom and Jerry? Even creatures that are repulsive by nature, by logic, and according to Islamic law have become wonderful and are loved by children. Even mice. Mickey Mouse has become an awesome character, even though according to Islamic law, Mickey Mouse should be killed in all cases.”
Last month Mr Munajid condemned the Beijing Olympics as the “bikini Olympics”, claiming that nothing made Satan happier than seeing females athletes dressed in skimpy outfits.
People like this piss me off. There are fanatics on both sides of the debates, and it’s ruining everything for people stuck in the middle. There is more talk this year about banning Santa Claus and Christmas because it could be offensive for Muslims in Britain.
It would seem that it’s not possible to be a moderate anymore. I never was this annoyed by PC-ism, but the whole moralistic outrage culture is giving me a knee-jerk reaction of “let them be offended!”.
Current Mood: Angry
I was looking for a list of traditional anniversary gifts when I realized that many sources online have a “modern” list, as well as the trad one.
I’m sorry, but I’m frankly appalled with the modern one. It reeks of crass commercialism. It’s capitalism at its best. Flowers aren’t good enough, you need a dishwasher! I also like the fact that a number of new symbolic anniversaries have been added to the list when they didn’t exist beforehand. It’s good to know that I need to save up to buy some “Improved Real Estate” in 42 years.
People suck.
1st Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Paper
Modern Gifts: Clocks
2nd Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Cotton
Modern Gifts: China
3rd Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Leather
Modern Gifts: Crystal
4th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Fruit or Flowers
Modern Gifts: Appliances
5th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Wood
Modern Gifts: Silverware
6th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Candy or Iron
Modern Gifts: Wood
7th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Wool or Copper
Modern Gifts: Desk Sets
8th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Bronze or Pottery
Modern Gifts: Linens or Lace
9th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Pottery and Willow
Modern Gifts: Leather
10th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Tin or Aluminium
Modern Gifts: Diamond Jewellery
11th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Steel
Modern Gifts: Fashion Jewellery
12th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Silk or Linen
Modern Gifts: Pearls
13th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Lace
Modern Gifts: Textiles or Furs
14th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Ivory
Modern Gifts: Gold Jewellery
15th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Crystal
Modern Gifts: Watches
16th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Silver Hollowware
17th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Furniture
18th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Porcelain
19th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Bronze
20th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: China
Modern Gifts: Platinum
21st Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Brass or Nickel
22nd Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Copper
23rd Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Silver Plate
24th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Musical Instruments
25th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Silver
Modern Gifts: Silver
26th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Original Pictures
27th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Sculpture
28th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Orchids
29th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Furniture
30th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Pearl
Modern Gifts: Diamond
31st Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Time Pieces
32nd Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Conveyances
33rd Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Amethyst
34th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Opal
35th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Coral
Modern Gifts: Jade
36th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Bone China
37th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Alabaster
38th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Beryl or Tourmaline
39th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Lace
40th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Ruby
Modern Gifts: Ruby
41st Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Land
42nd Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Improved Real Estate
43rd Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Travel
44th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Groceries
45th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Sapphire
Modern Gifts: Sapphire
46th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Original Poetry
47th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Books
48th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Optical Goods
49th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Luxuries
50th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Gold
Modern Gifts: Gold
52nd Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Ruby
55th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Emerald
Modern Gifts: Emerald
60th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Yellow Diamond
Modern Gifts: Diamond
65th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Star Sapphire, Gray
67th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Star Sapphire, Purple
75th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts: Diamonds, Diamond Like Stones, Gold
Modern Gifts: Diamond, Gold
80th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Diamond, Pearl
85th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Diamond, Sapphire
90th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Diamond, Emerald
95th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: Diamond, Ruby
100th Wedding Anniversary
Traditional Gifts:
Modern Gifts: 10K Diamond
Current Mood: Aggravated
Katy was discharged from the hospital Thursday evening and we spent Friday doing mostly fuck all, though I did manage to get some house work done. The docs are happy that her blood pressure meds seem to be working adequately, though we had to go to Addenbrookes again this morning before heading to Leicester. Her blood pressure is happily stable. She’s going to need to have it checked weekly for now, though the midwifes have warned her that they will most probably need to fiddle with the dosages in the future because her blood pressure is most likely going to increase again, which will mean she’ll need to be re-admitted for more observation when that happens.
On the diet-side, we’re still figuring out what we can and can’t eat. Shreddies and salads good, jacket potatoes ok, bread bad. Anything with too much flour – even whole wheat – will increase her blood glucose to annoyingly elevated levels. Our diet is good. We’re eating all the things we should be. We’ll wait and see what the diabetes nurses have to say.
Current Mood: Aggravated & Tired
Most men, when they reach the point of a mid-life crisis, will either get a motorcycle, a bright red sports car or a mistress.
As we were driving up to Leicester this morning, I was once again reminded just how shockingly bad my eyesight is. Unless medical science can pull off some sort of miracle, there is no way in hell I will be able to get a driver’s license. This therefore means that I have only one option for a mid-life crisis, but I have been told (by Katy) that I am not allowed to get a mistress.
What is a man to do?
Current Mood: Aggravated & Amused & Contemplative
It’s been a busy couple of days, it has. We were in Leicester last weekend to meet up with Anna and Rho, who had come from Manchester to catch up with Katy. That was a fun morning – those two are always good for a laugh. Rhona always seems to be complaining about something in a very loud and emphatic sort of way. Always makes me giggle.
The cot bed we wanted was finally back in stock at Ikea so Mel and Stu did a run up to Nottingham on Friday to avoid the madness that is Ikea on a sunny Saturday. We might have made a convert of Stu, who seems to have seen a table he likes in there. Yay, Ikea :)
This means that we now have all the big furniture pieces that we wanted for the nursery and we now simply need to build stuff and put everything in its final place.
We had a lazy Sunday morning. Katy had a lay-in and then proceeded to get pissy with the impossible puzzle we’d gotten for Mel’s last-last birthday. He’s been working at it for over a year (and has just informed us that he’s wimped out, admitted defeat and broken it down). I was, to be honest, bored senseless for most of the day.
While the world was shitting its collective pair of pants on Meltdown Monday, I was experiencing Migraine Monday, so I didn’t go into work and spent the morning in bed. I was feeling better by the afternoon so I started building furniture. I must admit that Mothercare flat-pack furniture is not up to Ikea standards. There is one bolt that doesn’t want to screw in and it’s pissing me off. It is offensive in my sight because the whole crib seems rickety because of it. I’m going to go to B&Q to get another bolt and see if that helps. If not, I’ll just use nice, large wood screws. Esthetics be damned, I want the thing secure :)
Katy had an appointment at the antenatal diabetic clinic on Tuesday. Her blood tests the previous weeks had indicated that she had gestational diabetes. Given that she’s a big girl, is Asian and has a family history of diabetes, this wasn’t unexpected. The good news is that the dietician said that our diet was already very much on the good track (complex carbs, lean proteins, lots of fruit & veg). The bad news is that she has now cut Katy off from any processed or refined sugar until Ben is born. This is, for those who know Katy, very bad news indeed. At least it’s only for a few months, so there is a light at the end of the tunnel.
Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition though, and Katy’s blood pressure really threw a spanner in the works. It’s been borderline for weeks now and never seemed to make up its mind if it was high or normal. The doctors finally decided that enough was enough and told Katy that she was going to be admitted for observation and possibly put on medication. The timing of this was, in our opinion, possibly the worst time possible. We hadn’t planned for this, so Katy only had the clothes on her back and nothing else. I also had to get the car out of the Park & Ride parking and back home to avoid from getting it clamped – an interesting feat given that I can’t drive. In the end, I called some lads from work, who picked the car and myself up from the Park & Ride and drove us both home. Michael, the pinch-driver, had a bit of fun getting used to a right-hand drive car, but got us home safely. It’s interesting to note that we might be seeing him on Thursday when his partner is being admitted to the same ward as Katy to get her twins induced.
I had time to pack an overnight bag for Katy while I waited for Tesco to deliver our groceries. I managed to get a lift back to the hospital in the evening and spent time with my very bored wife and her new friend, Felix the serial blood pressure machine. She named it because she figured that shed probably get to be really well acquainted with it.
I stopped by the office to talk with the powers that be and, in the process, pick up the two parcels that my mom had shipped to us from Canada. It seems that everybody had been commenting about the 62$ worth of stamps affixed on the parcels :) I need to bring them back into work for somebody’s collection next week.
The plan now is to take regular blood pressure readings to establish a baseline and see if the meds they’ve prescribed lower it enough to get to a stable level they’re happy with, but not too low. I’ve loaded her up with grapes and strawberries, oat biscuits she’s allowed to eat and enough trashy magazines to rot her brain multiple times over. My boss has given me carte blanche to spend time with her at the hospital so I won’t be getting much work done this week. Having said that, if I were at the office, I doubt I’d be getting anything done, really.
Most of today was spent trying to find ways to kill time. I went out and got myself fish & chips for dinner – something that I’m still regretting hours later because it’s sitting like a lead balloon in my gut and giving me all sorts of unholy gas.
The good news is that the meds seem to be wanting to work in the right direction. The bad news is that they need to tweak the dosage and/or timing of the doses – which means that Katy will probably need to spend another day in observation. This does not make her happy. She’s getting to the point where she just wants to come home and relax in familiar surroundings, with the cats (who are being right little attention whores at the moment – Reenie is sleeping on the couch with her head on my foot as i type this).
We both know that this is the right thing to do and the right time for it. Spending a few uncomfortable days now could potentially save lots of hassle later on if we did nothing and things went pear-shaped and required more aggressive treatment in the future. It still doesn’t change the fact that it’s a pain in the ass and it would have been even better to have been able to avoid the issue altogether.
Like the song says thouggh, you can’t always get what you want.
Current Mood: Tired & Worried
Think twice before accepting an invitation to a party. That’s the lesson Tonya Bowman, 39, learned recently after a birthday bash for a newfound acquaintance at a pricey sushi restaurant. While Bowman ordered economically — rice, miso soup and tea — everyone else acted as if money were no object.
“When the bill came,” Bowman says, the birthday girl “smiled and made a big production by way of a toast, saying, ‘Thank you all so much for my lovely birthday dinner. I really do appreciate it. You guys are great. Here’s to you!’ Then she just sat there, waiting for us to decide how to split the bill.”
The bill for the birthday girl and her seven “guests” came to a whopping $3,450, which someone suggested splitting evenly. That worked out to $500 per person, plus tip.
“I almost started crying,” says Bowman, a municipal employee in Oakland, California. “My heart was racing; my face felt hot. I was embarrassed, humiliated and angry for having been put in that position in the first place. I wasn’t told that I would be helping to pay for her dinner.”
When the bill was being passed around, Bowman panicked. “I simply put down $50 near my plate and excused myself to go to the restroom,” she says. “I walked right by the restroom and out the front door.”
The acquaintance sent Bowman an angry e-mail.
“She wanted me to know that I totally ruined her birthday dinner because she ended up having to cover the $450 that I was supposed to pay. She said she had planned to use that money on a spa day for her birthday and now she couldn’t because of me. She asked if I could please pay her back, and if I didn’t have the money right now, that was OK, because she would be willing to make payment arrangements with me.
“I didn’t pay … and she’s no longer my friend or acquaintance.”
Linnda Durré, Ph.D., an Orlando psychotherapist, says Bowman’s story isn’t unique.
“It’s appalling what people do and how rude and insensitive they can be,” she says. “I’ve heard stories about adults giving their parents an anniversary party and the parents getting stuck with the bill.”
Surprise! Now pay up
Rachel Mays, 31, is still shaking her head about a surprise party she attended for a friend’s birthday last year.
“We all got there at the determined 8:30 p.m. start time, and there was a fabulous open bar. Then, we were asked whether we preferred chicken or beef for dinner,” says Mays, the owner of Bread and Butter Public Relations in Los Angeles.
Mays and her boyfriend were surprised dinner was being served at such a late party. Not wanting to be the odd couple standing in the back, they ordered anyway.
A few days later, however, the host told Mays she owed $120 for dinner and gave her an address to which she could mail a check.
“I ignored his first e-mail,” admits Mays, “but when I received the second, I let him know I wasn’t working at the time and frankly, thought it was tacky to not mention these details when he sent out the invitations.” Mays didn’t pay, but says she now avoids gatherings where she knows that person will be present.
Elayne Savage, Ph.D., a communication and relationship coach in Berkeley, California, says such situations leave people feeling disrespected and manipulated. She says an unpleasant surprise “throws us off our center. We expect our friends to treat us with the same consideration and understanding we would show them. It is very disappointing when this does not happen.”
BYOF: Bring your own food
Melinda Williams, 48, owner of a public relations and advertising agency in Chester County, Pennsylvania, was thrilled to be invited to a neighbor’s pool party cookout soon after moving to the neighborhood. Then she read the invitation’s fine print.
“I remember it saying something to the effect of ‘We supply the paper goods and pool, you supply the rest,'” she says. So Williams and her husband came prepared: “We brought a cooler with a full London broil and side dishes — enough for everyone at the party.”
When they arrived and saw a row of coolers by the pool, Williams says she and her husband opened one up and helped themselves to beverages, assuming that they were to be shared. “We were quickly chastised by another family (and told) that that cooler and beverages belonged to them,” she says. “We couldn’t believe it!
“We waited for about two hours and they never started cooking anyone’s meat, and we had a small baby at the time, so we just left our food and cooler there and went home.”
How to party without hurt feelings
“Situations like this can cause deep rifts in families and friendships that may be irreparable,” says Durré. “I suggest being up front from the start. That way people aren’t surprised, hurt, angry or resentful, and relationships can be salvaged.”
She offers these tips to avoid sticky situations:
• Talk to your host: If costs concern you, talk with the party planner before you RSVP. Durré suggests saying something like, “How generous of you to host so many people at the restaurant,” so that when you accept, you’re acknowledging that you are guests — not paying guests.
• Be direct: If it’s a family member or a friend you know well, don’t beat around the bush, says Durré. “You may just want to be more direct and say, ‘Are you covering the expenses by yourself or would you like us to share the expense with you?’ That way, there are no surprises.”
• Be honest: If unexpectedly faced with a bill, you’re under no obligation to pay it. Durré offers this script for people who want to take a stand: “When I’m invited to a party, I assume that the host is paying for it. To learn that I’m responsible for all or part of this is rather unexpected and rather off-putting. I wish you had told me beforehand. I’m really under no obligation to pay for this and I resent that you didn’t tell me in advance.”
Source: CNN
Current Mood: Cynical
When you’ve got a hammer, everything looks like a nail. And when you’ve got a franchise, everything starts to look like a licensing opportunity. That seems to have been the sad fate of the Muppets, those genius creations that started off as implements of education and satire, but wound up endlessly adapted into ever more tiresome remixes — A Muppet Christmas Carol, Muppets in Space — whose reviews have become ever more tepid.
In fact, wandering the Internet, it’s hard not to detect Muppet nostalgia in the air. There’s also the lingering gloom that accompanies a once-great brand — think of Saturday Night Live, never able to escape the conventional wisdom that its glory days have come and gone. It’s as if the franchise has been making decades of withdrawals on the capital it built up with the relentlessly inventive Muppet Show, until not much is left. It’s hard not to see Kermit on a talk show these days (he was on Live with Regis and Kelly in 2006) without taking him as a token of better times, when he had something entertaining to say.
Cue the Internet, eager to help. The place is awash in Muppets. Muppet Show clips are one of the many colonies of pilfered material that thrive on YouTube. Ditto Sesame Street, which has become a major player in the online nostalgia industry, as Elmo-hating thirtysomethings massage long-dormant neurons with the sound of the Pointer Sisters counting to 12.
Not only have the Muppets’ owners not fumigated YouTube to purge it of their material (the copyrights are scattered across Disney, Sesame Workshop, and the Jim Henson Company), they’ve actively hopped on board. Sesame Street, for instance, has a wealth of archival footage up. And when a preview of Leslie Feist’s appearance on Sesame Street, counting only to four – more evidence of declining educational standards! – was released last week, it immediately became a viral video in its own right.
And now, brand-new Muppet Show sketches designed especially for the Web have started appearing on YouTube. They’re there under the guise of being posted by the characters themselves. In the best tradition of viral marketing campaigns, their real origins have been left mysterious. They do, however, give every indication of being official productions; Disney listened very politely to my questions on this subject, and didn’t call back.
But any corporate skulduggery is forgiven for one simple reason: These things are good. Not just passingly cute, but somehow reminiscent of what made the Muppets tick in the first place.
They’re short pieces, mostly musical sketches: The Swedish Chef and Beaker sing the Habanera from Carmen with only the words “bork” and “meep;” Gonzo and his trained chickens cluck out the Blue Danube Waltz; Sam, the American Eagle, his attitude as relevant as ever (“WORLD wide web? Is there a way to put this on just the American part?”), leads an Independence Day sing-along. At the end of each, Statler and Waldorf, the disagreeable old men in the balcony, peer into a computer screen and deliver a zinger. “How many hits did that thing receive?” “Unfortunately, not enough to kill it!”
Groan. It’s all very self-aware; a couple of the skits are even explicit send-ups of the split-screen videos that have proliferated on YouTube lately, in which one person sings different parts of the same song into their webcam, then splices them all together in one Brady Bunch-style montage.
It should have been a recipe for disaster. Loading down an act with trendy Web references is a tactic that’s as promising as trying to impress your teenagers with cool slang. Did Muppets in Space go south? Then let’s try “The Muppets Go Viral”! But these shorts left me tickled. Not just because I was passingly amused, but because they give me a glimmer of optimism for a franchise I’d given up on years ago. In their ephemeral way, these shorts drill down to the same substance that’s on display in all those old Muppet Show clips: musical sketch comedy, well sung and absurdly executed.
What happened? It’s as if, by trying to wedge the Muppets into the conventions of viral video, the producers of these shorts accidentally got back to basics. The Muppets never really needed to adapt to the Web in the first place: Their oldest sketches meet the same criteria that help propel a viral video today: short, instantly accessible, diverting, catchy. They were Web stars decades before the thing was invented.
The Muppet Show was, first and foremost, a variety show. For everything else its creators packed into that half-hour, it always did justice to its musical acts. Later Muppet incarnations tried to capitalize on the popularity of the characters by using them as storytelling implements, which eventually lent them the sad feeling of a bunch of actors getting together long after their show closed. The new YouTube shorts signal that the show is back on again.
There’s a lesson here for those who are still searching for the right way to adapt video for the Web. The answer isn’t to be endlessly self-referential, or to contort to match the perceived whims of new media. Stick to a simpler ethos: It’s time to play the music. It’s time to light the lights.
The videos:
Current Mood: Amused
Fighting back against McCain and Palin’s effort to paint themselves as mavericks rolling up their sleeves for a Washington housecleaning, Obama today charged Palin with flip-flopping on her opposition to Alaska’s infamous “Bridge to Nowhere” project. And in some of his strongest language yet, Obama suggested that, in its new ad, the McCain-Palin ticket was simply trying to “make stuff up”.
You can’t just recreate yourself,” said the Democratic nominee. “You can’t just reinvent yourself. The American people aren’t stupid.”
They are. And if you’re basing your hopes on getting elected on this fact, you’re fucked mate.
Current Mood: Aggravated