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Archive for May 6th, 2007

I know that not all Muslims are murdering terrorists. I know that not all followers of Islam want to wipe Israel and the United States off the map. I know that there are extremists in every group. But doggone it, after watching this very disturbing video, I have to wonder who is teaching what to their children.

Please note that this may not be suitable for children that read. There are no violent images or profanity, but I found the language to be shocking. Also, even though many people are using Firefox, this is best viewed in IE.

After watching the video, you can find further information on the main page of the site.

I was just talking to my son about one of his least favorite topics, shopping. He likes to look nice, but he’s not interested in the thrill of the hunt like I am. When it comes to online bargain hunting, I dominate. He’s pretty good at finding deals, but not as good as me.

Anyway, I always forget to check out Old Navy’s site. I don’t know why, they have some terrific items. This time, I’ve got it open in another window, so I think I’ll see what they have to offer.

She is barking at me, like she is trying to tell me that Bobby fell in the well or something like that. I wonder if my kids have been showing her those old Lassie reruns again?

Seriously, I have been trying to teach her to bounce on my bed, jump up and down like a kid. It’s not going very well. I’m using a laser pointer, which she loves. But she’s so enthusiastic about the pointer that I’m afraid she’s going to knock a hole in the wall. Come to think of it, I’ll probably regret this in the future, when my bed has a crater the size of the Grand Canyon. I’ll keep you updated on the bouncing lessons.
Oh good, she stopped barking and is sitting at my feet. Looks like she’s going to settle down and watch One Stroke Painting with Donna Dewberry.

But no one seemed to pay attention, so I’ll say it again:

Why doesn’t some restaurant or fast food joint deliver breakfast? Yeah, I know a lot of people order pizza for dinner, then eat the leftovers for breakfast, but that’s not what I mean. I’m talking about waking up, rubbing your eyes, and sleepily calling for some hot pancakes at your door. Actually, right now, an omelet would be what I ordered. A big fluffy omelet.

Someone needs to get started on this idea. And if you’re the one that does, you don’t even have to give me a commission for developing this concept. All you would need to do is make sure that once in a while, I get an omelet.