February 22, 2007
Moving on Out
Wouldn't you know that just as I'm about to leave for a visit to matriarchal societies in Yunnan Province, the damn spammers have besieged me with offers of sex, drugs and ringtones - 84 of their disgusting little suggestions were hanging all over my comment sections like kudzu this morning. Lord knows what I will find when I come back.
The folks at work who will miss me most have also devised unique ways to entice me to stay, precipitating crises to turn my attention away from currency exchange and squashing sweaters into vacuum bags.
And the Libby jury is still out - The crew at Firedoglake who have been riveted and reporting blow by blow -- now "wait to learn if there's a possible Libby trial verdict, or whether the jury simply asked for a flip chart, masking tape, and Post-It notes to track Britney's trips in and out of rehab put together an Oscars pool on the government's dime." This trial is very important and they're here to tell us why ... again. I hope something good happens before my departure so that I won't be entirely dependent on CNN for truth. If Libby's convicted, I expect "The Pardon" will be instantaneous. Many a dirty secret has been revealed along the way.
I don't think I've mentioned (though you may have assumed) that I'll be out of the pilot's seat for two weeks. But the rest of the staff here at Dakota will be floating around in cyberperpetuity, so feel free to browse.
Photo note : The travel bug -- with a metaphorophotographic lack of focus. Let's hope it's not contagious -- (puzzled? this is a picture of a lady bug rolling suitcase meant for the young of heart)