Hey, happy Saturday. My only plans for today is to find a place to take the dog for a walk, and maybe do some laundry. Other than that, I’m just gonna enjoy the day. Hope you all do, too.

It’s Friday, and I’m home. It don’t get any better than that. Nothing makes you appreciate what you’ve got more than being away from it. OK, OK, OK. I’ve only been away less than two weeks, and I’m not exactly living at the El Rashid, waiting to get bombed (mostly I’m trying to get bombed so I can get some sleep), but what can I say? I guess I’m just a wimp. Now if I can manage to leave on Sunday without crying like a little baby, I’ll be all set.

Hey, it’s Thursday. Not only that, but I’m taking tomorrow off, and so I’ll be heading for home after work. :banana: I can’t possibly tell you how psyched I am. So, have a nice day ya’ll, and I’ll check in with ya as soon as I can.

Hey, Happy Hump Day. I have a playdate after work tonight, as I get to tag along at the Smithsonian Designer’s Group inaugural unofficial meeting at Fado’s Irish Pub. SInce nobody knows me, I can pretend that I actually know stuff, while hopefully not trying to prove how Irish I am by getting all sloppy drunk, droping my dice in puke, and cleaning them off by putting them in my mouth. I’ll have to wait ’til I get “home” to do that. Well, time to go check out last night’s election results, to see if Busby mananged a win, and if Marcy Winograd managed to beat Jane Harman in the primary. Then I’ll try and figure out why you’d want to remake a movie directed by Richard Donner and starring Gregory Peck, David Warner, and Lee Remick. 59 to go.

I should’ve held this post off until six.

If you’re out there in the CA-50th, don’t forget to vote for Francine Busby in the special election today. True to form, the Republicans and their minions in the media are making a big deal about a rather innocous statement from Busby, saying anybody was welcome to come and help out on her campaign. This was twisted into her saying that illegal aliens can vote. As long as there’s somebody to hate out there (whether it’s the bands of marauding mexicans, ruining the sanctity of our elections, or the parades of gays, ruining the sanctity of our marriages), the Republicans will stir up the basest of their base.

Hey, watch out for leaning ladders, black cats, and sidewalk cracks out there today folks. 60 to go.

Oh boy, another week begins. I went to see the Al Gore movie yesterday, and enjoyed it quite a bit. Oh, I suppose he didn’t address how horrible the beef industry is, and there are those who consider Gore an environmental hypocrite (he was, afterall, a career politician), and those people should all feel free to solve all the problems of the world. In the meantime, hopefully this movie will help to bring about some real changes. That, and the electric car movie when it comes out. 61 more to go.

Ah, here we go, another Sunday. Sorry, but all I have time for is a quick rundown this week.

Over at Press the Meat, Timmuh hosts an “exclusive” with Senator MBNA himself, Joe Biden, plus Hans “I told you so” Blix, rightwing shill from the Wall Street Journal, John Harwood, and Washington Week’s Gwenn Ifill.

Over at Faze the Nation, Bush buddy Bobby Schieffer hosts a discussion on the tragic “accidents” of Haditha with the lying lizard queen, Condi Rice, and Time’s Washington Bureau Chief, Mike Duffy.

On This Weak, George Snufalufagus has an exclusive interview with Al Gore, and at the roundtable, it’s little Robbie Reich, Time’s Jay Carney, ABC’s Claire Shipman, and George :jerk: Will. Plus, one of my favorite authors, John Updike.

Over at Fux News Sunday, Weaselface Wallace has a reprise of the lizard woman, plus Lindsey “I’m not gay” Graham, and Jack “me neither” Reed.

Over on CNN, Wolf “my mother was in the German resistance” Blitzer has yet another visit from the lizard lady, plus George “my daddy won the Super Bowl, and all I got was this stupid senate seat” Allen and Carl Levin.

Later, on 60 Minutes, Dan Rather profiles John Mackey of Whole Foods, Steve Kroft talks to Carl Hiassen about why South Florida’s crooks and eccentrics keep him in business, and Ed Bradley does a story on how the immigration putsch is driving more and more mexicans to their deaths in the desert.

And, for those of you not living in a goddamn dorm room, it’s the season finale of the Sopranos, which fuckin-A better be available via torrent by Monday.

Enjoy your Sunday everybody.

My first weekend in DC! As Archie would say, “whoopdie-doo, whoopdie-doo, whoopdie-doo.” Have a good one, folks.

Hey, it’s Friday, and what a long strange week it’s been. It’s supposed to cool off a bit today, and I certainly hope it does. The a/c here crapped out yesterday, so it was a hot miserable night. I’m not sure what I’ll do tonight (perhaps find a department store to buy a goddamn fan). I want to see the Al Gore movie, but I may put that off until tomorrow. Whattya think? I make a lousy tourist on my own, but I figure I might as well give it a shot. I get one free IMAX ticket a week, so I think I may do one of the Air and Space ones. I have a choice of Roving Mars, Fighter Pilot: Operation Red Flag, Space Station 3D, and Apollo 13: The IMAX Experience. Plus, with my SI ID badge, I can use the staff entrance and bypass the riff-raff (and I get a 20% discount at the gift shop, not that I’ll buy anything). Anyhow, let’s get this Friday over with. T-64 days and counting.

It’s June – the first milestone (not a major one, but still) in my endless summer. Only 65 days to go. The building behind where I work is the Secret Service, a couple blocks away is the FBI (and the DOJ is nearby, too). I’m two blocks from the Spy Museum, and about eight blocks or so from the White House. Can it be long before they figure out I walk among them, and send me to that special dog pen in Gitmo? Of course, I have one edge on them – I’m living under the protection of the Catholics. Not Opus Dei, but still. Anyhow, y’all have a good Thursday, and I’ll catch ya later. For the first time in ten months or so, I’m actually looking forward to the weekend!