Monday, August 15, 2005

"That's your plan? Get'em?"

An old Ghostbusters Quotation...
Slightly less old Mouser's Quotation

Now we discover that was the substance of the Republicrats Iraq-War plan.
via Atrios

This is pretty old news I know. But I like many liberals I want to like Biden. Kind of like I wanted to like Clinton. But I think getting to that level of politics requires a certain amount of evil. Sigh. Wellstone where are you when we need you?

Moving right along

My days at Camp Swampy may be numbered.
I received a notice from the Provost that mynew office was ready and to have my furniture moved over there. My DH is getting me keys.
Physical Plant said they would be by today or tomorrow to move me. My books and files are packed away. Just some odds and ends that need to picked up and off the walls.

However... eggs and baskets. For the moment, I am still sweating it away in my unairconditioned room being eaten slowly by tiny ants.


"Where go?"

Indeed that is the pertinent question. The answer?


Sophie is gaining linguistic abilities in leaps and bounds. Of llate she has been hiding behind doors, or a throw rug and asking that very question. Then jumping out and proclaiming the answer. She will sometimes do this with objects, hiding them under a pillow or blanket, thenrevealing them she will triumphantly announce their discovery. I would say this is one of her first uses of syntax. She has words, but rarely puts them together.

She has a new game where she runs at me, or Carly, or Will, with two fingers extended to tickle the target. Carly and I play along, breaking out into fake laughter. Will just seems confused by the game. Sophie loves it.

Will, meanwhile, has mastered the army crawl and can cross a room and clamp his teeth on exposed power cords in seconds, if your back is turned. He is also very amused by Sophie's antics, he will sometimes just stares at her as she talks or laughs.