Hammer Mill Days

That thing is way out of tune ... I mean WAY out of tune, dude. Use my phone. No, not my SMART phone ... that Bell Princess phone over in the corner, next to the mansized tuber. The dial tone is a low F#. Just transpose, for chrissake. DIVAS! Yes, you're listening in on another Big Green rehearsal. It's like you're a fly on the wall. In the Cheney Hammer Mill, that makes you inconspicuous .... not because you're so small, but because there are so many flies on the wall, you meld in with the multitude. Anyhow, we're running through a few numbers, putting down tracks, laying in a groove, etc. etc. Sometimes it's hard to keep all of these various stringed instruments in tune with one another, especially when the city cuts off your electricity, your internet connection, your phone service, your water, and your air. (That last cut-off only happens on Type-M planets.) No, we haven't had our electricity cut off this week (yet), but life is still bloody complica...

The start of the Iraq war is back in the news again, and the guy who's reviving the conversation is named Bush. No, not THAT Bush ... the chunky one who used to run Florida (voted craziest state in the Union three years in a row - lookout, Texas!). Jeb Bush stumbled over a couple of questions about whether or not he would have done the same thing his imbecile brother did back in 2003. At first he seemed to suggest that he would have done the same thing, then later backtracked a bit, saying that, knowing what "we" know now, he would have done something different. A little later, he was invoking the name of our dead and injured troops to cover his ass, as his brother so often did Okay, so first of all, "we" knew what we know now then. Brother Bush is just clinging to the mythology spun by his and his brother's advisers. You remember the story - we had all this seemingly reliable intelligence on weapons of mass destruction, supplied by the CIA, that turned ou...