Sheik Yer BootyI had an extremely disturbing moment this morning. Got up as I usually do, and proceeded to head for the bathroom with my animal entourage – the dogs trailing dutifully behind, and the cats swirling figure eights between my legs in a desperate plot to kill me. I made it to my destination unscathed, only to wonder what in god’s name would possess Granny to hang a poster of Khalid Sheik Mohammed on our bathroom wall. I must admit, the realization that I was wearing a white t-shirt and looking into the mirror was quite horrifying. This was no way to start the work week.

Hey, how ’bout that Harry Reid, huh? That man really knows how to run the Senate with an iron fist, and he negotiates like a professional. Next time I buy a car, I want him on hand to try and get me sticker price. Of course, I refer to his brilliant move in bringing aboard Arlen Specter, and agreeing to get Specter re-elected to the Senate as a Democrat and grant him full seniority, while Specter agreed to do whatever he damn well pleases. I have no idea why Democrats should try and save Specter’s ass. If he’s going to keep voting with the Republicans, then let the asshole lose in a Republican primary to some wingnut who’ll get is clocked cleaned by Joe Sestak in the general. Now Sestak will need to blow a bundle of money to defeat Specter in a Democratic primary. How the hell the folks in PA can keep electing somebody who doesn’t support working people or public healthcare is beyond me.

Speaking of healthcare, another local school is closed for a week because one kid had the dreaded Swine Flu. Oy. Last I saw, there were 809 confirmed cases worldwide. Out of 6.7 billion or so people, that amounts to about .000012%. Of course, in the US, the numbers are far scarier – about .000064%.

Be afraid, people; be very afraid. And be vigilant. Somewhere out there, there’s a pig with your name on it.

They say the first symptom is starting to look like Khalid Sheik Mohammed.