January 25, 2010

A LEGAL WALL OR A TURF WAR?

I finished reading The Looming Tower, and Dean Barnett was right: it was very good.

One thing I am curious about is the wall between the CIA and the FBI.  I had always understood it to be a legal thing, that the two branches were forbidden to share intel.  But this book makes it sound more like a turf war instead, that some of the more egotistical officers intentionally withheld information from each other because they didn't like the other branch's approach.

Does anyone know more about this, or have links they could point me to?  In reading Ashcroft's book last year, I never got the sense that our intelligence gatherers were being petty and tribal.  But this book gave that impression.

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January 22, 2010

SO MANY PICTURES

I am prone to mushiness these days, so perhaps it's not surprising that looking at photos of my husband and me from last summer before he left for Afghanistan would make me all sentimental.

He hates having his picture taken.  Hates it.  And yet he lets me do it constantly.  He poses and fake smiles for me, and every once in a while I get a real smile or a smirk that only he can make.  Those are the photos I like to look at when he's gone, to see his grimaces and laughter, the faces he makes every day.  The real him.

We had so much fun in Las Vegas.  When we were there, AWTM called and said she was envious...that we were still just a couple, that we could jet off to Vegas whenever we wanted.  She said she and her husband took a trip shortly before SR was born, and that they still talk about it and what a great trip it was, just the two of them.  And that because my husband was leaving and I was supposed to be doing IVF while he was gone, that this too was our last trip just as a couple, and to enjoy ourselves.

And I look at those photos from Vegas, and I had our baby inside me already and didn't know it.  I think it's wonderful to have so many photos of us in that brief time when our baby already existed but we didn't know it yet.

I look at how happy we are in those photos and I just feel so lucky and blessed.  And I know it's only going to get better.

I miss him very, very much.  I can't wait to see him again.

And take his picture.

Holding his daughter.

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January 21, 2010

A CONTRACT

A good link via CVG: Is it really about the AIG bonuses??

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WE SHARE A BODY

For all its annoyances, I have been enjoying being pregnant.

On occasion I find myself impatient, just wanting her to get here already so I can meet her.  But most of the time I'm perfectly happy being right where I'm at.  I like having her inside of me.  I giggle when I rest the laptop on my belly and she starts kicking at it, like "Hey, it's crowded enough in here without you smooshing me!"  I like feeling her wiggle and tickle and move, even when it hurts.

And yet, I have never heard a mother wistfully say that she misses having her child inside of her.  It must be that much more awesome to have them on the outside, because I think I will kinda miss it.

We will never be as close as we are right now, when we share a circulatory system...



(Yep, I finally went and got maternity photos taken.)

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BUT BUSH DID IT

Raise your hand if you're sick and tired of the Democrats using the but-we-have-to-undo-eight-years-of-Bush excuse for everything...  If we were playing a drinking game, we'd all be hammered.

I was too young to pay attention, but did Reagan do this?  Did Reagan gripe and moan about how he had to fix everything Carter had screwed up?  I mean, he campaigned right in the middle of a hostage situation, for heaven's sake.  Was his excuse for everything "but Carter did it"?  I don't see how Obama thinks we're buying his line that Bush doubled the deficit, so it's OK for him to quadruple it.

And then there's this, via Oda Mae:

And, it turns out that the president received a high-level briefing just three days before said crotch bomber attack about possible holiday period terrorist attacks against the U.S. I suppose we could say, “Give the guy a break. He’s only been in office a year.” Yet GWB hadn’t been in office a year, and he was relentlessly berated for not stopping 9/11 before it happened, with critics citing the fact that he received a briefing while on vacation a month before, warning that Osama bin Laden and company were planning on hijacking a U.S. airliner.

Bush was handed a mess in the Middle East by Bill Clinton, yet he didn't go on TV constantly after 9/11 and talk about how it was all Clinton's fault.  When we lost bin Laden, Bush didn't constantly remind the American public that Clinton had once had the chance to get him, so really it was all Clinton's fault.

Ugh, give it a rest already.  You've been president for a year; it's your show now.  Start acting like a grown-up.

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January 20, 2010

THE SCOTT HEARD ROUND THE WORLD

I happily watched the results of last night's election in Massachusetts and couldn't believe what I was seeing. It's definitely a step in the right direction, and if solid people keep running for office, we may see the pendulum swing the other way. Thank goodness.

I only wish Dean Barnett were still here to see it.

Massachusetts elected a Republican. Anything is possible. And now that Democrats have that fear and Republicans have that hope...well, I am excited to see what might happen in the fall.

Oda Mae pointed out that there's already a Hitler video. I love the Hitler meme, and this one is particularly good.


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January 19, 2010

I'M IN

A Conversation Among the Writers of 24

Hey, I know, how 'bout we make yet another boss at CTU who never listens to Jack Bauer, the man who's saved the world seven times already?

Can there also be people working for CTU who are moles, or who have really sketchy backgrounds that would never pass a security clearance?

Of course.  Who else would work for counterterrorism?

Oooh, and let's make more cops, government workers, and people who've never heard of Jack Bauer, the man who's saved the world seven times.

Yeah, and we can let an angry white cop beat him senseless until his nerdy Asian partner saves Bauer and helps him.

And we'll create an imaginary Islamic Republic, the leader of which is a liberal's dream: wants to give up his country's nuclear ambitions and negotiate a two-state solution.  The real bad guy can be some sort of white man, preferably a corporation.

But Jack Bauer can kill a man with an ax and his friend can take a buzzsaw to a Russian's wrist.

Bingo.

And Sarah will still watch?  Even though she's really freaking tired of all these unrealistic bad guys?

Um...helloooo, I said "kill a man with an ax."  In the first hour.

You're right; she's in.

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January 18, 2010

"FEEDING A CRYING HIPPIE"

Some great links at The Corner:
First, the pathetic report on the shooting at Fort Hood.
And then, funny quips from Cliff Clavin and Scott Brown zings Bob Kerrey.

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PLANNING FOR THE UNPREDICTABLE

A due date is as sketchy as redeployment...

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January 17, 2010

THE SHOWER

It's a little embarrassing for me to put this up because it's blatant self-promotion, but here goes...

The Girl has always liked the post I wrote where I said my life is like one of the characters in an episode of My Name Is Earl:

Earl goes to do right by the guy he locked in a truck and finds the guy dead in his apartment. Earl decides the way to make amends is to throw the man a funeral since he can't seem to find anyone else to do it. This guy doesn't seem to have had any friends at all. No one knows anything about him. Earl throws a lame funeral and goes to clean the man's apartment out. He bumps the computer and finds dozens of IM screens from the man's online friends.

Turns out the guy's Real Life was all online. He didn't have any close friends in Camden County, but he had a vibrant social life in online poker, blogs, and chat rooms. All his online friends came to his second funeral and sent the man off in style.

My husband turned to me and said, "Oh, honey, he's just like you!" I just nodded because of the lump in my throat.

Only instead of a funeral, she said she'd like to throw me a baby shower this way.  Sniff.

If you'd be interested in participating, The Girl set up an email account to organize the virtual shindig.  Email her at babygrokshower -at- yahoo.com and she'll fill you in on the details.

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KNITTING WHILE PREGNANT

I honestly used to think that knitting was the perfect activity for being pregnant.  I imagined resting my hands on my belly and having a nice little shelf to work on.

Yeah, not so much.

I can't really sit up straight anymore without the baby shoving upwards into my lungs, or getting heartburn, or just feeling like I'm being scrunched to death.  I can't find a good position for knitting.

Crochet works though, since it's one-handed and I can kinda do it in a Cleopatra side-lying pose.  So when I have the energy for anything, it's mostly been crochet.

I wanted to make a pig.  I found the perfect cute pattern.  I started said pig and discovered he was gonna be about as big as a tennis ball.  Cute, but not really what I envisioned for my child to cuddle.  I want to try to size him up with some really fat yarn and see if that works.



I also managed to finally finish some lapghans I started ages ago for the VA hospital.  My crafting group teased me because every week I would show up, not having made any progress since the week before.  Slow going, but they're done, and just in time.



The second one is a lovely pattern found here.

I've also worked on some gifts for other people, but those can't be revealed until later...

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January 15, 2010

YOU DON'T "ALLOW" ME SQUAT

I think people are fed up with politics.  I think we're tired of politicians who think they're better than us or that they're entitled to their jobs and a ritzy lifestyle.  This frustration seemed to be captured perfectly when Scott Brown said that he wasn't running for Ted Kennedy's seat.  "It's the people's seat."  It doesn't belong to Ted Kennedy, and, as Jonah Goldberg said,

[Coakley] hasn’t been running for “Ted Kennedy’s seat,” she’s been strolling to it like someone who knows it’s been reserved for her and all she needs to do is swing by the will-call window to pick it up.
[...]
When asked if her campaign style is too aloof, she snapped back: “As opposed to standing outside Fenway Park [the way Scott Brown does]? In the cold? Shaking hands?”

Heaven forfend the royal heir apparent descend from her carriage and actually touch the proles.

And then we hear that Coakley said the following:

The radio host, Ken Pittman, pointed out that complex legal principle that "In the emergency room you still have your religious freedom."

Coakley agrees that "The law says that people are allowed to have that." But, making clear her view — the attorney general who wants to be the next senator from Massachusetts — she declared that "You can have religious freedom, but you probably shouldn't work in an emergency room."

"The law says that people are allowed to have that."  Let that sink in.  Martha Coakley says that it's the laws that politicians write that allow you to have freedom of religion.

Our Bill of Rights is an enumeration of our inalienable rights.  The government does not grant us those rights; we are endowed by our Creator with them and the government cannot infringe upon them.  We are born with them and have them as an inherent part of being human.

I can't even explain how mad it makes me to hear a politician say that the government allows us to have freedom of religion.

I'm just so sick of all of these people.

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January 12, 2010

OVERLAWYERED

A crazy fact:

Nearly $5 trillion of the total U.S. GDP of $14 trillion is legal fees, consultants’ fees, and payments to financial-transaction facilitators, reflecting the overlawyered nature of the country and the excessive preoccupation with deal-making (with insufficient attention to whether the deals are wise or not).

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January 11, 2010

FOR KEEPS

We went to look at the litter of puppies when they were just 11 days old.  Once we had chosen Charlie, we kept visiting him on the weekends until he was finally eight weeks old and we could take him home.  And I always hated to leave him and eagerly awaited the day we could have him for keeps.

I feel the same way every time I get to see my baby.

I had another appointment today.  My mother is also still in town, having gotten stuck here while trying to avoid of all the global warming across the country.  So my favorite ultrasound tech gave grandma a quick peek at baby.

She's growing, especially in the cheeks.  (And since these things are basically rorschach tests, I made a little drawing of her face beside it so you can tell what you're looking at.)



I had been feeling spry up until a few days ago when I hit a major wall, and now I know why: she's getting big, and I have a knee in my ribcage.  I have finally hit that usch part of the end of pregnancy; I'm tired, sore, and chock full of baby.  I ate lunch today and then threw it up in my mouth in Target afterwards.  There's just no room.  When I sit, she's up in my ribs.  When I stand, she's sitting directly on my bladder.  I finally understand what people mean when they say they're really uncomfortable and ready to be done being pregnant.

And I have two months left to go.

Two more months before I can take her home for keeps.  And squeeze those cheeks.

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January 10, 2010

MALAPROPISMS

A good comment over at American Thinker:

I heard Obama use this phrase the other day: "intimately passionate".

Seems strange, as the accepted way to convey that meaning would be to say "deeply passionate", and the adjective deeply would be the proper one required by any copy editor.
And remember when Obama said "...calibrate my words". All the William Safire (RIP) types fell out of their chairs.

So, is Obama the master of malapropisms, the Norm Crosby of national politics?

I remember being completely befuddled by "calibrate my words."  Didn't Bush get an enormous amount of grief for every vocabulary misuse?  And even the invention of the word Bushisms?  Obama's just as bad.

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January 08, 2010

THE DOMINO'S MODEL

This is genius.  Genius of Domino's, genius when applied to the GOP, just genius.
What the GOP can learn from a pizza chain
If something isn't working, you can either bury your head in the sand or face it head on and change.  I wish the president of Domino's were running the US government right now.
Mea culpa video here.  Makes me want to go try a Domino's pizza again.

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January 05, 2010

RATIONALITY UNDER INTERROGATION

Jonah Goldberg wonders if terrorists, even if they know Americans cannot kill them in custody, would still break under the stress of interrogation.  (Read the whole thing for a complete understanding of the post.)

All I can add on this matter is what I know secondhand from my husband.  After a week of "interrogation" at SERE school, he said he probably could've murdered one of the guards without hesitation if he thought it meant escape.  The same guards he rationally knew were paid employees there to train him.  And that if he ever saw one of them out at Walmart, he's not sure he could see them as normal human beings.  He barely wanted to speak to them once the training was over.

So I think that letting terrorists read our playbook is a bad thing, but weeks or months of interrogation probably destroys whatever rationality one may have towards the situation.

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January 04, 2010

WHO OWNS THOSE MINUTES?

Think the government doesn't think it owns you?  That it needs its hand in everything?  That it needs to be the middle man in every transaction?

Washington D.C. is suing AT&T for the amount of money leftover when DC residents don't use all the balance on their prepaid calling cards.

The government thinks it owns whatever minutes you don't use when you buy a calling card from a private company.

But hey, whatever, at least we "retain the right to keep and bear arms"...

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January 03, 2010

BORN IN JUST THE RIGHT YEAR

Our power was out for an hour this morning, and I had a random thought once it came back on.  It's a good thing I was in college when I was.  I spent the majority of my free time without high-speed internet until I was a senior.  After that, I read lots of books for fun in grad school because we only had dial-up.  And I discovered blogs about three months after I graduated.

How would I have gotten any homework done if there had been blogs when I was in school?

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January 02, 2010

WHICH ANIMAL WILL SHE BE NEXT?

The vivid pregnancy dreams are quite amusing.  Several times I've dreamt that I have a transparent stomach, that I can see inside and see the baby.  I guess that's a high-tech kangaroo pouch!  I'm always dreaming that I get to see her.

But recently I've begun dreaming that she's born, but she's a different species.  About a week ago, she was a kitten.  Last night she hatched from an egg as a chick.  And both times, this has seemed completely normal.

Last night's dream was so vivid and detailed.  My husband made it home from Afghanistan.  A few hours later, I laid an egg, which we watched and held until a little beak broke through the shell.  We helped remove pieces of shell and found a little yellow chick inside.  And it was our baby!  There was nothing odd about it.  We were talking about how we needed to swaddle her tight so her chicken legs don't flail about, and I started crying.  I looked at my husband and said, "We did it.  You made it home and then she was born.  We finally did it."

Right sentiments, wrong species.

But the really funny part of the dream was when I positioned the empty egg shell so that I could take a photo of it to put on my blog for all of you to see...

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