Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Slowly coming to the realization........

I'm never going to do all the things I want to do in life.........

Maybe more on that later this week. For now though its clear to me that I'm:

I'm in a funky mood today. Its nice to be back home for a while, I don't go anywhere for almost a month. I'm going to try and drag the S.O. here next week:

The news is depressing today. The Iraqis have continued to surpass on the low side, my incredibly low expectations of them. Notice how you don't even hear of Al Malaki anymore? "A man George Bush could work with...." Yea, sure. We do the work and they just sit. And the spiral of violence continues......and will continue until these folks abandon Islam once and for all. I've said it before and I will say it again-I'm sick of hearing about "the good Muslims". There are none.

Important history tidbit, you Sunnis and Shias.........listen closely:

MOHAMMED WAS A FRAUD! He was then and still is now.

Then again, maybe that astute observer Fred, was right after all.

Another topic waiting in the wings is the fact that my beloved Hong Kong celebrated its 10Th anniversary since the sellout handover from Britain. I have a draft post on that on the way too...but like wine it needs to age a little. Hemlock sums it up in his recently published book which could also be applied to the government of the United States:

Are you listening George?

Finally, the damn doctor has me on some medication so I cannot even drink away my sorrows this evening. Bastard! I'd kill for a about 4 beers right now. 10 more days to go.

Oh well it could be worse. It could always be worse. A lot worse. Gotta remember that.

And he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he was too young to die.
No, you're never too old to Rock'n'Roll if you're too young to die.

Now if you will excuse me, I'm going to go cry myself to sleep. Its either that or beat someone-which is probably not a good idea. The S.O. keeps a crying towel handy for these occasions anyway.


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