Polimom’s pretty far behind the power-curve this morning.
For some reason, my mind has turned to mush and I can’t pull a coherent thought together, much less write.
Sigh…. I’m going back to bed. I’ll start the day again later. Hopefully, by the time I next peek at the world, Iran will be friends with Israel so everybody can relax, the protesters will have managed to “get it” that flying Mexican flags is complicating the immigration reform issue, the early voting for the New Orleans mayoral election will give pollsters some idea of what they’re doing, and somebody will explain what it is, exactly, that de Villepin is proposing in place of the CPE.
I’m betting that the world will look just as confounding in a couple of hours as it does right now – but one can always hope.
Light posting today
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