Bits and pieces
Jul. 17th, 2003 11:10 amYesterday I went to a conference in Sturbridge. Another orker was going also, and had gotten driving directions from Mapquest. Of course, they were wrong. Not noticeably wrong, until I'd driven way more than I needed to and still hadn't found the hotel. On the other hand, that meant I got to turn around in the parking lot of the Big Bunny Market. It's a supermarket, and does, indeed, have a huge bunny atop it. I thought of all the mad lab Rabbits, but, alas, did not have a camera. I also found that there's some person proud of per's accomplishments, using the license plate PHD CPA...
There was a lake next to the two-story conference hotel, with a flock of ducks that had taken over the tiny beach. Some people went to use one of the picnic tables, and there was a mass migration of hopeful ducks waddling over. It was a pleasant spot, with the birds, the water, some old birch trees dotting the mostly-grassy shore, and here and there, a bench. Also the first bluets I've seen this year. Oh, and it was a two gazebo morning, too. ("gaZEEEbo!")
When the jungle gets moody, it's a tropical depression.
There are no deer in the Oval Office any more.
Hrafn and Hauntmeister post about the amazing things this regime is getting away with; I sputter, and become incoherent. No responsibility taken, no truth, nothing. Horrible.
Over the 4th of July weekend, a woman was assaulted by some teens, in what seems to be at least partly a hate crime (the woman was there with her partner and their two kids). Today's article in the Globe says that one girl had $500 bail. That seems pathetically low to me, especially since the attacked woman needed 200 (!) stitches in her head.
There was a lake next to the two-story conference hotel, with a flock of ducks that had taken over the tiny beach. Some people went to use one of the picnic tables, and there was a mass migration of hopeful ducks waddling over. It was a pleasant spot, with the birds, the water, some old birch trees dotting the mostly-grassy shore, and here and there, a bench. Also the first bluets I've seen this year. Oh, and it was a two gazebo morning, too. ("gaZEEEbo!")
When the jungle gets moody, it's a tropical depression.
There are no deer in the Oval Office any more.
Hrafn and Hauntmeister post about the amazing things this regime is getting away with; I sputter, and become incoherent. No responsibility taken, no truth, nothing. Horrible.
Over the 4th of July weekend, a woman was assaulted by some teens, in what seems to be at least partly a hate crime (the woman was there with her partner and their two kids). Today's article in the Globe says that one girl had $500 bail. That seems pathetically low to me, especially since the attacked woman needed 200 (!) stitches in her head.
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Date: 2003-07-17 08:28 am (UTC)Your parenthetical phrase doesn't explain why it was partly a hate crime. "Partner" doesn't have to mean a partner of the same gender.
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Date: 2003-07-17 08:34 am (UTC)What an awful thing for their kids to have seen...
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Date: 2003-07-17 08:36 am (UTC)Yes, with one particular parsing of the words, that's a true statement. However, I think the meaning was clear from the context and the Globe headline, "Girl arraigned in attack on lesbian"
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Date: 2003-07-17 08:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-07-17 08:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-07-17 09:29 am (UTC)"No deer?" I don't understand that...
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Date: 2003-07-17 09:45 am (UTC)The guy shifts responsibility for words that came out of his own mouth, looking for someone to scapegoat when he should be accepting whatever ills as something he has to deal with, himself.
GRRRRRR.
(among other issues, of course.)