Sorry, fiends

I'm feeling even less scintillant today than yesterday. Except for 45 minutes at lunch, I've been on my feet from 8:30 AM to 7 PM. Late day today, thanks to a semi-emergency which required a trip to the OR. My life isn't usually this screwy. Now I have a two-aspirin-and-sledgehammer headache and the cold is squawking, "You ain't seen nothing yet." This (and Jon Stewart) reminds me of Intelligent Design. Stewart's counter-argument was the human scrotum. (Take the most sensitive organ in the male body, and hang it out there in harms way.) Mine would be viruses. What good has a virus ever done? Bacteria have a place on this planet -- they help break down the dead stuff. But viruses? They're effing parasites, man. Proof that if there is an intelligent designer, he's a sadist. I missed dubya's speech. Karen says it was excruciatingly boring, and she couldn't believe the way the talking heads were yapping afterwards how great it was. You know what that reminds me of? The Vice Presidential debate between Geraldine Ferraro and dubya's daddy. Karen and I thought Ms. Ferraro rocked, while georgie seemed like a milquetoast weenie. Everyone else in the room (my thesis advisor and a bunch of molecular biology post-docs) thought georgie won the debate. I firmly believe that one of the main things wrong with this country is the fact that Karen and I represent the fringe, rather than the mainstream. Here's what else happened today: I've already signed up with Louisiana DHH, but I've been conflicted over whether or not I should fax my information back to the Feds. FEMA is still running the Federal relief effort, and you can imagine how much confidence I have in FEMA. Finally, I punted to my lawyer. I sent him the documents and asked him if they looked kosher. I asked him why they wanted me to sign a loyalty oath (notarized, no less!) "You're not going to like this answer," he said. "Try me." "Our government is run by fascists." I knew there was a reason I liked this guy. Anyway, he looked things over, told me none of it looked horrendous and that I'd be safe sending it in. So now the Feds have me in their system, assuming they have their act together. That would be funny, except that it is so not funny. D.