Bloggerizationalistismationate

Cyberspace has been waiting for me to return to the keyboard to send a message to all my fans who have been waiting since last Sunday on pins and needles to read what I have for them--which may not be a Beethovenesque storming of the gates of the Universe, but may end up being a Marymargaretmcbride-like adventure in blogging.

The Olympics have provided a view of the varieties of human nature under pressure, more than a view of great athleticism. Feuding speedracers, angry ice dancer partners, injured skaters, hotdogging snowboarders, Bodie, snippy announcers, and some actually spectacular achievements. And Earl should be back on NBC next week.

(The rest of this blog is being typed on Friday night) Went to bed early last night and missed the figure skating, but here it is Friday night and I am watching the Games and trying to keep all the names straight of who was supposed to be Great and the who crashed and burned and who actually shined.

I suppose what was really important on earth today was the Quaeda attack on the main Saudi oil terminal, which failed, but sent oil prices into orbit. In Iraq sunnis and shiites went on a killing rampage yesterday after the golden mosque bombing, but the country is locked down today to let everyone cool off.

The mayor of London was suspended for a month after he called a reporter a concentration camp guard.

Temperature in the midwest today got up to the high 50s--in February.

This is not a great blog tonight. I am just noting what I thought was interesting on Drudge, but some time when I look back on my blogs, I might remember what happened recently. Lots of stuff going on that in the near future may suck us all into History, but trying to absorb it all and learn more details than just headlines can wear you out. Probably someone at any time in human history somewhere has said that about whatever was going during his lifetime.

More next time when I have soaked up more world events and learned more about what has gone on today. Di di mau!