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August 06, 2007

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I checked my Day Timer to be sure so I can say with some certainty that I did not have a racoon pawing at my lap.

I know exactly what I was doing: I was fully expecting that my children would grow up in an America where they could be what they wanted, say what they wanted, depend on an intact Constitution to protect their rights, and have confidence in tomorrow.

Oh yeah, and fly with fully 12 oz. of shampoo in their possession.

And I was (foolishly it seems) chewing out one of my kids for not reading the "no parking" sign before my car was ticketed and towed.

Darn, he could be preznit someday and have a war and everything..............

no fishing pic?

Naw, my fuckups tend to be purely local in their effect.

Hey, Harriet in bluejeans...ahhh.... :)

When you have the morals and compassion of a crime lord, hey, why worry about something that you know will benefit you?

At least crime bosses generally target groups of maybe a dozen at most. When you're a Bush (pere or fils) you think bigger: Nicaragua, Afghanistan, Iraq...

I think I was just fucking...plenty world-shattering, but at least no one dies.

I was surfing on the Atlantic Ocean trying to recover from a broken relationship and a broken wrist.

Good thing I rested up for what came next...

Crime lords usually have brains too.

Now, Mr. President, I said as my heart raced so hard in his majestic presence, be sure to make paues between the words here where there aren't any letters and OMG his thingie was RIGHT under the piece of paper!!! I was so close! Laura you bitch eat your heart out...

from the pages of the diary of Miss Harriet Myers, Imperial Dingbat.

On August 6th, 2001, I was in Pennsylvania, going into the acute stage of mononucleosis, with splenomegaly and liver dysfunction. That was after more-or-less getting over the extrinsic allergic alveolitis.

I want a do-over on the entire damn year, dangit.

I have almost no coherent memories of 11 September 2001...

Bein a decider and all, ah don't need to recall a thang.

I was working out of town on a major tax case. Never expected what would come next.

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