Garage Cleaning
I won’t say that I did any actual work. That was all done by Mom and Berta. But I did go through many, many boxes of saved junk to make sure there wasn’t anything in them I wanted to keep.
I won’t say that I did any actual work. That was all done by Mom and Berta. But I did go through many, many boxes of saved junk to make sure there wasn’t anything in them I wanted to keep.
With the impending doom of child number two, we’re going to need a bigger car if we ever want to travel with company. And so, the inevitable minivan search begins.
I half-heard something startling on the radio the other day. At first I thought they were talking about the Abu Ghraib incident. But I think it was more than that. Other prisons, more incidents. They talked about women and children forced to see their husbands and fathers humiliated in prison, or being imprisoned themselves. The news guy on the radio was talking about potential hearings and proceedings concerning the actions of soldiers stationed at these prisons.
I was struck with the odd realization that this isn’t just the media making a big to do about nothing. There is something bigger going on here. This behavior among the soldiers was too widespread for it to be random acts of evil. Groups of people in different locations don’t just start doing things like this spontaneously. Someone was telling them to do this stuff.
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On my way to work this morning I was listening to Y-100, waiting through a song for their morning banter. It was “My Own Worst Enemy” by Lit. There are some bad words in the song, which the station had bothered to “bleep” out.
These days, there isn’t a bleep on the radio when you would otherwise hear an expletive. You hear a gap in the vocal audio track, but not the music. Presumably, the recording company has produced a “clean” version of the track where the bad word is simply removed from the full recording. Well, that seems like a great idea, but they never fully remove the word.