Over a month has passed since I have written anything, even though I wrote a posting a couple of weeks ago, but for some reason could not get it published (so much for 21st century technology). So, here is what seems to be becoming the blog of the month instead of the blog of the day or week. Do people still take the time to type blogs, or is Everything a video on Youtube now? No knocking of Utoob; I have found some fascinating videos on the thing, including some great historical videos that otherwise would have no place to ever be shown.
The news of the world has been coming so thick and fast lately that it is getting difficult to absorb it all. In the last couple of months we have had late winter blizzards, followed by heavy rains and floods in the Midwest, and grassfires are still raging in the Southeast, and now Catalina is on fire, and the F5 tornado that smashed a small town in Kansas has gotten a lot of attention, and there seems to be an early hurricane building up in the Atlantic off Florida.
American deaths in Iraq are getting heavier day by day, and a couple of 19-year-old soldiers from Iowa were killed, including a girl from Davenport.
The Mayday demonstrations by Mexican immigrants in California produced a police riot, a small version of the Chicago riots in '68.
A cruise ship off the coast of Greece sank, but 1500 passengers were saved--a reverse of the Titanic.
I suppose that a perusal of the Drudge archives will give one a much fuller account of notable world events of the last month--which I wish I could relate one after the other, but when it comes time to sit down at the keyboard my mind goes sadly blank.
Warm summer weather has finally come to the midwest, which we have been waiting for for several months, after a fairly unpleasant winter.
Paris Hilton is supposed to go to jail in LA for 45 days for driving drunk with a suspended license. She has been getting much more publicity than in a sane world she would have gotten, but Welcome to the ways of the earth. Forty years ago we lived through the years of way too much news about the Burton-Taylor couple, till they finally just wore out their welcome.
From what I can deduce, Jason is the real father of Liz's baby(Jason used a Quartermaine defective rubber), and Spinelli knows the secret, and Tracy keeps talking to Alan's ghost(who is hanging around the Q mansion, and Tony is plotting to kill Alcazar(who is wise to Skye being a snitch.) This is all on General Hospital, to which I becoming addicted within limits.
And Junior Dale Earnhardt has broken with the racecar empire ruled by his stepmother and he is going to be with another racing outfit next year, and he supposedly will have to give up his 8, which is going to drive Nascar googaw collectors crazy, but watercooler gossip has it that he may start using his Daddy's Number 3, which I oppose, because 3 is sacred to the Intimidator, and no one else should ever be allowed to use Big Dale's 3.
And the Queen and Philip came to the US to see the Kentucky Derby and visit Jamestown and the Bush's, and W made a booboo in his welcoming speech in which he made a tongue slip and inferred that the Queen was 200 years old and she gave him a dirty look.
Listen, friends; I am going to terminate this post, and I hope I can have more to write in a day or two. I know you want more, but Mama Rose said to leave'em wanting More, so I hope to get back on a regular posting schedule, so you all take care and be happy as you can. Di di mau!
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