Miscellaneous Musing by Judy @ 10:37 PM

I should be doing something, I suppose. But I don’t feel like it. I gave up apologizing for being lazy now and then years ago. And Saturdays are not my better days.

It hailed like crazy this afternoon. The sun had been shining in my window, and then I heard a tap… tap… tap… tap tap… tap tap tap tap tap… Captain Kidd stared out the window with a “what the hell is that” look on his face. He went from window to window, just to make sure that it was everywhere. Phoebe never moved off the couch. Exercise is not her thing. Moo Cow jumped up in my lap and demanded cuddles. Probably because #1 Son isn’t home.

#1 Son was supposed to go to the coast today to play at a party. The party was cancelled. I was glad.

Today the phone rang and a man at the other end asked to speak to #1 Son. I offered to take a message.

“This is Sgt. Parker with the US Marine Corps, ma’am. Please tell him that I called.”

OK. Sure it is. Who is this really?

“This is Sgt. Parker with the Marines, ma’am.”

Oh… Kay…. If you say so. [muffled laughter from me]

“I’m calling all of the seniors to talk to them about joining us and serving their country. Is there are a reason why I shouldn’t call #1 Son? I’m not sure about your reaction.”

No… no… that’s fine. [choking from holding back laugher] I’ll tell him you called.

“Thank you, ma’am. Have a nice day.”

So I called #1 Son. His reaction? “Shit. Just tell them no, mom.” I told him I’d let him take care of that himself. But I promised not to give the Marines his cell phone number.

Political Rants by Judy @ 10:52 AM

I’ve had to take down the Persistent Illusion Magical Lucky Charms Threat Level, for now at least. It gets the current threat level from the Department of Homeland Security web site. And the DHS is currently… down? Missing? Not there, anyway.

Oooooo… I feel so secure!

[Edit 10/30/04 04:11 pm] The DHS is back now and I’ve reopened the Magical Lucky Charms level. I feel better.

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