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November 05, 2003

White House Told To Justify Secrecy

This could be an interesting fight between the judicial and executive branches of our government. It will be quite interesting to watch Ashcroft attempt to wiggle out of this one.

The Supreme Court announced yesterday that it wants the Bush administration to defend the secrecy that enveloped lower federal courts' proceedings involving one of the 1,200 Arab and Muslim men detained by federal authorities after the Sept. 11, 2001, terrorist attacks. [Washington Post: Nation and Politics]

October 07, 2003

So then, my crazy husband...

Happy fun Wessiepooh disappeared for awhile last night. I had taken a long nap and woke up to find he had departed. So I waited awhile and heard someone crashing up the stairs. The key fumbled around in the door, and Wessiepooh stumbled into the room, drunk as the proverbial skunk. The naughty Wilco, Ernst and Sherman went kidnapped the poor man and forced him to drink huge quantities of alcohol. For this, they will be punished.

It was a rough night, let me tell you, with a very sick little man, spending much time speaking to his best friend, the porcelain god. What should we do with this man? *argh*

Anyway, he wasn't doing too great this morning. But we went diving anyway. Silly silly wessiepooh.

August 10, 2003

Can You Guess Who This Is?

Imagine, if you will, finding out that a member of your family dumped his wife and child for someone he met on the Internet, and later told that same child that he was attempting to "break up their family?" Also imagine a person who would tell his wife to get a hotel room so he could entertain his new Internet sweetie in their home.

Yes, here you would find my lame ass brother who married a bovine who has the nerve to peddle a book on "triumph over eating disorders" while listening to the voices in your head, and tries to sell "weight management" bulloney. See here where the bride completely obscures the reverend with her girth. And see here for the voices in your head ad for their "Spa." CHT must stand for "Certified Hamburger Tester" or perhaps "Corpulent Homewrecking Trollup"."