Hammer Mill Days

Remember those ridiculous glasses with the tiny black lenses? Sure you do. And those dumb ass purple sneakers. They were super easy to find because no one besides me wanted to wear them. (Oh, and you could find them in a dark room. I think they were radioactive.) No, we haven't converted this into some kind of retro fashion blog. Far from it! We're just playing a game that's gotten kind of popular around the abandoned Cheney Hammer Mill. It's called Five and Ten. You guess what the other players were doing five years ago, then ten years ago, then fifteen, and so on. Every time you guess correctly, you get five points. The person with the most points by the time everyone has walked away in anger is the winner - they then have to go to the local strip mall and open a Five and Ten store. (The game's a little too complicated, in my humble opinion.) I'm actually no fun to play against in this game, because if you ask me what I was doing five years ago, I would ha...

I know we've all been drinking from a news fire hose this week and you hardly need me to remind you of that. Still, I'm going to do some short takes on various topics ... unless I get on a tear, then all bets are off. (No betting!) Iraqi-versary - It's been fifteen years since the American invasion of Iraq. Still seems like yesterday, particularly when you consider the state Iraq is in right now - divided on a sectarian basis, barely holding together, bombs going off at regular intervals, struggles persisting over the rubble of its cities. Our war cost them upwards of a million lives, and that's compounded on the many hundreds of thousands who died in the 11 years of sanctions that preceded the 2003 attack. No one has been held accountable for this, so I'm confident it will happen again in some form. Bolton - Speaking of being held accountable, HE wasn't, and now he's going to be National Security Advisor. All I can say to that is, expect war with Iran...