NewscomaGot A Two-Pack Habit And A Motel Tan

I’M BANNED IN CHINA according to this website .

As Squirrel Queen is snoozing on the couch, I thought I’d look her up and she’s banned too. I guess we are bad news.

I found this over at Hutchmos.

I honestly am not surprised.

Things I am doing:

• Sitting on my duff reading blogs.
• Sneezing.
• Waiting for Lost to come on because it was better last week and I have regained some hope.
• Watching the stinky dog, Duff (not my literal duff as mentioned earlier) lick the blind dog’s, Kirby, eyes.
• Watching Blue Planet.
• Wondering if Mike Williams switching from a Republican to an Independent is some back room deal made weeks before.
• Squinting at the television, because those who come here know of the stink eye.

Things Newscoma should be doing:

• Returning several e-mails, including my buddy Sabrina, who is in Germany and sent me a wonderful letter from Germany which I’m going to answer very soon when I can sound somewhat coherent.
• Housework.
• Laundry.
• Catching up on some writing that I need to do.
• Probably should be doing some work, but I don’t wanna.

As I know this is probably the most compelling thing you will ever read, all I can do is apologize ahead of time for wasting 22 seconds of your life.

Alas, here is a movie I want to see so bad that I will drive to the nearest city to just revel in it’s coolness. Damn, I love horror movies.

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Wednesday morning link-dump…

• Marrero Wins.
• Exactly, Sharon. Exactly.
• I thought prosecuters were supposed to uphold the law, not be loyal to a particular partisan party. Who knew?
• Public Records Ombudsman hits snag. Governor Bredesen’s proposal being questioned. And yeah, it’s Sunshine Week.
• Funniest blog I’ve seen in a while.
• I think Kathy T. is one of the nicest, grooviest people I know. She does some neat-o things and this is one of them.
• Ceeeelcee gets to play with electronics.
• We may be different, but we are still all people. A must read from Slartibartfast.

That’s all I have today. Brain is of the fried variety.

Yesterday, we got the news that the former General Manager at the paper had died in his sleep during the night. I had worked with him about fifteen years ago when I was the news director for the local radio station and we would meet up at board meetings and whatnot to cover stories.

He always made me laugh because he would nap during the board meetings, something I wish I could have done, quite frankly.

He was a nice guy and had worked for the paper for 27 years. The women at the office who had worked under him were understandably upset that he had passed away because they liked him.

Life is fleeting, isn’t it?

Also, yesterday, former Sen. Milton Hamilton’s wife died, who is friends with the owner of the paper. As he spends most of the winter in Florida, he is returning to go to her funeral

On top of it, the office manager’s mother is nearly 100 years old and sick, very sick. When I asked her yesterday how her mother was, she blurted “she’s dying.” The look on her face was something I can’t hardly put into words. I could feel the sorrow and grief just pouring off of her. You could see it drowning her and there isn’t anything anyone can do to take the hurt away. No words can console people when their loved ones are ailing or have died. It’s just something that can’t be fixed.

No words can console.

I woke up this morning around 1 a.m. My sinuses are bothering me and I can’t sleep. These things are playing on my mind.

Thinking about life in the midst of so much death.  The thing about not being able to sleep when the house is still is that certain things weigh on the mind.

I’m going to see if I can get a couple of hours more of sleep before I go back to the grind tomorrow.

And the night goes on.