November 21, 2005

• MONDAY READING
  

  Blame Parents, politics, men, women, nature, fate, weather, the taxman - what if all the blame went up in smoke and the only thing left was a clear look all the way to the border?

  (Poem by me, 2000)
  

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  Deep Thought: “One Thanksgiving my parents did something I don’t know if I can ever forgive them for. We were eating our turkey dinner when suddenly I realized I hadn’t seen my pet turkey all day. “Where’s Mister Gobble?” I asked. Dad seemed confused. “Mister Gobble?” “Yes,” I said. “My turkey. The one I picked out at the supermarket, and then after he thawed out I made him do a funny little turkey dance. Mister Gobble.” Dad’s silence said it all. We were eating Mister Gobble! I ran crying from the table and locked myself in my room. Later, Dad knocked on the door and said he had some dessert for me. When I opened the door, I couldn’t believe it. It was a slice of Pumpkie, my pet pie!”
  Today I am grateful for: Big fluffy bathtowels
  Guess the Movie: “They’ve committed a murder and it’s not like taking a trolley ride together where they can get off at different stops. They’re stuck with each other and they’ve got to ride all the way to the end of the line and it’s a one-way trip and the last stop is the cemetery.” Answer: Double Indemnity, 1944.
  Parallels to Vietnam Seen in Iraq War
  by Tim Harper
  WASHINGTON — It was the summer of 1970, the Baltimore Orioles were headed to a World Series victory, four Kent State University war protestors had been shot dead and the Jackson 5 topped the pop charts.
  And Americans decided they had had enough of a futile war in Vietnam. (Rest of article here.)

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