From Space.com – more of the obvious. “Sun on Fire”

(Thanks to WSJ’s Best of the Web for the link)

There’s no reason that there shouldn’t be solar storms occurring now; but there does seem to have been an uptick in freaky interplanetary behavior.

I’m kind of digging this little laid-back first week. Took the kid to school in the bike trailer yesterday; today I biked down to the library to do a little bit of net searching on HCPL’s WiFi. The daytime crowd is pretty calm; not much besides a med intern working on a paper, and a mom home-schooling her kiddo.

Why, oh why did they spend the money to redo The Punisher and not try to make it better than the first bomb? “John Travolta as the bad guy” should be your first clue how good this film’s going to be. I’m pretty sure he’s carrying some kind of curse since he forced Battlefield Earth on the world. Check out my digusted preview on the new The Punisher and be sure to click through to the trailer for a good laugh.

Linda Trip settled a lawsuit with the Defense Department for $595k because they leaked some of her private information to the press. This bitter petty woman broke the law secretly recording phone conversations with Monica Lewinsky for which she was sentenced to…nothing and was fined…zip. Her fanatical hatred of a WJC (which is surely rooted in the fact that he wouldn’t you-know-what her with Cheney, Dick) put her ugly pre-surgery mug in the limelight and she’s doing her damndest to stretch her fifteen minutes.

As part of the settlement, Tripp gets a one-time payment of $595,000, a retroactive promotion and retroactive pay at a higher salary level for 1998, 1999 and 2000.
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Stephen Kohn, one of Tripp’s lawyers, declined to say whether Tripp is currently working, but said that under the settlement, she can reapply to any government branch.

Oh My God. Our tax dollars are being handed over to this filthy creature so that she can afford more plastic surgery. I hope all the right-wingers who kept her in kibbles and bits are proud of their progeny.

This article speaks to what sad state of affairs this whole world is coming to.

I remember those days of trick or treating when I was elated to get 1 piece of candy from each house and not think anything else about it. (I must admit I was “that kid” who would moan about the folks handing out raisins, but only after walking away from the house).

This being the first year of my adult life to live in an honest to goodness house in a neighorbood (as opposed to apartment), Carrie and I were quite excited to sit at home last Friday evening and hand out candy. It was an enjoyable experience for the most part, but I was taken aback at how many kids would ask for more even though I had just given them 3-4 pieces of candy.

But at least I didn’t get my house egged or attacked by any deranged parents.