Regular readers know I'm very interested in immigration issues. I had intended to spend a chunk of this Sunday reading the text of the immigration bill and then putting in my $0.02's worth. This morning, I found the text to the 400 page bill.
I also read that these 400 pages are not the final bill. The final is expected to be 1,000 pages. So there isn't much point in spending this beautiful Sunday reading what's only a draft. And the 1,000 pager is not expected to be fully written until after the Senate votes on it.
If voting on a bill that's not written yet just so you can crow about how you got it done before Memorial Day isn't the hight of irresponsibility, what the hell is?
A few days ago I was hopeful about this, but now, not. The talk radio crowd, with the exception of Michael Medved, hates the draft and is profoundly suspicious about the process and the final product. I like the draft OK but am equally suspicious.
Where's the fire? What is so urgent in this bill that there isn't time to write the friggin' thing before voting on it? Is every single person in Washington, DC retarded?
He's been on my "Not Dead Yet?" list of links for a long time, but I checked him today and he's been posting, a little. Only one a month or so, but he's ALIVE literally and will soon, I'm confident, be up to speed bloggally. With full measure of bloggy goodness.
One of my all time top 10 favorites has gone dark and suddently come back with a new super power disguise! Check out the New Nationalist.
This is going to be so great! -- Flounder, National Lampoons' Animal House.
On his last and supposedly final post at New Sysyphus, he said he'd gone through a lot of life changes and has a new attitude. But he didn't say what his new attitude was! I for one can't wait to find out. It isn't that common for grown up deep thinkers to make major changes.
I've never received as many comments on this blog as I would have wanted, but those I do get are usually pretty thoughtful and courteous (not counting Viagra spam-bots). Then there are those like these:
Man, you said it! Because EVERY SINGLE MUSLIM ON THE WHOLE PLANET just beats their wife - you take the high road man - not like those dirty sand niggers all of whom we should SLAUGHTER!!!! go HAPPY CARPENTER!!!!
Maybe she turned Muslim then we can KILL her! YEA!!!!!!
Ye-Haw! Your blog ROCKS! I say KILL 'EM ALL!!!! Just like Hitler - bright ideas - wrong people! I like the way you think - kill the Arabs and Muslims! Every single Arab, Muslim, North African, Berber, Amzaigh, Zoroastrian, Persian, Baloch, Palestinian, Turk, Kurd, Rashaida, Issa, Afar, Somali, Tajik, Kazakh, Turkman, Uzbek, Kyrgyz, and any one else of those Middle Easterners I forgot should BURN because they are not like me! Everyone should be just like me and just like America or they die! YEAH! I like your style HAPPY CARPENTER!
Nut Bag Johnny thought that last one was so good he posted it twice. What is wrong with some people?
No one should argue that we went to war to improve the Mesopotamian environment. We didn't. We did go, in part, to liberate the Iraqi people, so while we were there we helped put the water back into the marshes of southern Iraq. Turns out that little side job is paying fast and big dividends (from John at Random Jottings, a fellow carpenter):
...The restoration of southern Iraq's Mesopotamian marshes is now a giant ecosystem-level experiment. Uncontrolled release of water in many areas is resulting in the return of native plants and animals, including rare and endangered species of birds, mammals, and plants. The rate of restoration is remarkable, considering that reflooding occurred only about two years ago. Although recovery is not so pronounced in some areas because of elevated salinity and toxicity, many locations seem to be functioning at levels close to those of the natural Al-Hawizeh marsh, and even at historic levels in some areas.... You know, since I've told you already, that the Iraq Campaign does not really have a military purpose. We just did it to test leftists. To test whether "liberals are really liberal. Test 'em to destruction; show them up for the evil horrid frauds they are.
I [John] wrote here:
...Iraq was (and is) the big test. To propose regime-change in Iraq is really to say to the Left: , "OK wise guys, you claim to be anti-fascist. Help us remove the worst fascist tyrant of our times. You claim to be humanitarian; here's one of the most brutalized countries of the earth needing our help. You claim you are not anti-Semitic; stand with us against against a monster who was paying bounties to Jew-killers. You claim to care about a certain group that's been denied a homeland; here in the Kurds we have a far bigger group denied a homeland..." (I could go on for a long while with these. You get the picture.)... Now I see there is another test. A test for the fake-environmentalists commonly known as "Greens." The deliberate destruction of the Iraqi Marshes was the biggest environmental crime of our time. Any real environmentalist would be thrilled by the possibility of bringing back to life this vast wetland, and succoring the simple people who lived in harmony with it for at least 5,000 years....
Real environmentalists would be eager to help out. So where are they?
I think that environmentalist is to Green as progressive is to Liberal, i.e., not much difference to any one outside the group looking in. Restoring the marsh, once twice the size of the Everglades, is nice. I'm glad we're able to un-do their deliberate destruction by Saddam Hussein. It's one more way in which Iraq will be a better place after we've left.
There is a meme going around in which you're supposed to respond with ONE WORD to describe the sender. My word!
My wife laid it on me last night, verbally. I knew at once I was in a mine field, on dangerous ground. A verbal killing field of cross-fire. Did I panic? Hell, no! In a flash I came back with the perfect word, which I offer up free of charge to all husbands and boy friends out there who may find themselves in this cruel bind:
You can't go wrong with that. Why, it's "practically perfect in every way"!
The lonely life of the blogger. Sitting at the laptop, sending messages off into nothingness, never knowing if you've hit the target, if any one heard the tree fall in the forrest, yada yada yada. The other day, in response to a years-old post, I got this:
I´m not sure who this page belongs to (an Ozona mother?) or what it´s all about - but it´s GREAT! I was doing a Google search trying to find Kerry Apuzzo´s email address (she was my 5th grade teacher in 1995) - and your site came up, since you gave her ´Special Bravo.´ :)
So my message to you is two fold. First - if you see Mrs. Apuzzo - tell her I said HELLO ... when she gets a funny look on her face as to our connection, please tell her this interesting encounter :) And tell her I miss her dearly and want to do lunch!
Second - you seem like an amazing person I´d love to meet. Almost everyone associated with Ozona magically is. Your travels, accomplishments, family, and displayed personality intrigue and inspire me. I grew up in Palm Harbor, Hidden Lake actually (very close to Crystal Beach) and miss it dearly. It was the best place to grow up ... and Ozona was the best experience yet. I spent 6 weeks in Costa Rica last year, and have an upcoming month in Barcelona this July ... I´m sure we could find something to talk about :)
Thanks, Sarah. You've made my blogging year. It's nice to be appreciated. And by the way, I'm an Ozona DAD, not a mother!
Why can't the rest of you leave comments like that?
Today, I bled, caught fire, AND got hit by a car. And this was a GREAT day.
You go girl!
And while you're at it, read this short post of his about customer service, admiration of others, and the niceness of being nice. This from the guy who coined the term "f*cktard". HA!
There are simple rules to customer service
1: Be prepared. have everything you need to do the job, and some more besides. 2: Arrive before you are due. Doesn’t have to be an hour, but be early. 3: Be eager to do the job. Don’t seem eager, be eager. 4: Work until you’re done. You don’t have to kill yourself, but don’t be seen sitting down. 5: Finish before the customer expects you to be finished. 6: Charge the customer a little less than he expects to pay. 7: Give the customer a little more than he expects to get.
Hummingbird Finally, my first hummingbirds. Saw them on a fire bush in Crystal Beach, FL. My rental's neighbor's yard is all xeriscaped, which is ugly to me but just fine with the little hummers. At first, I thought they were the biggest hornets I'd ever seen.
Flamingo! One of these dudes flew right over my house. I couldn't believe it. And please don't tell me it was a roseated spoonbill because it was a frickin' flamingo, dude! Huge and pink and right there above me. I was like so freaking out, you know?
Falcon! Don't see these guys too often. Wish we did. Bet the morning doves don't.
Black Skimmer These beauties are getting scarce, but one flew by yesterday at low tide on the hunt for minnows.
Dead sea turtle cool, but smelly
Reddish Egret These have been hanging out around the pool quite a bit lately. Must be a new group of adolesent birds -- the youngsters like to hunt where the water is clear, and it takes them a day to figure out there are not now and never will be fish in the swimming pool no matter how clear the water.
Brown Pelican I saw a flock of about 200 of these at Disappearing Island yesterday, just south of Anclote Island on the west coast of FL. Good to see such a large flock.
Wood Pecker They've developed a sudden interest in the orange tree, which just went into bloom.