The incredible shrinking candidate

Explain to me how, if Kerry is six inches taller than Bush, the cameras managed to make Bush look taller at every opportunity?

I find it deliciously ironic that Bush was stressing his first-name basis relationship with Putin at a moment when Putin holds near-dictatorial control of his country and of the media in his country.

How can Bush say it is better to be consistent in your policy than it is to base your policy on the most up-to-date intelligence and needs of the country?

Kerry did a great job of staying on top of the debate, though I was frustrated that the times he indicated he wanted an extra minute for rebuttal, he was ignored, whereas Bush was always given that extra chance to reply. But I liked what Kerry said about changing where we’re spending money, changing where we’re deploying troops, focusing on keeping weapons out of the hands of terrorists rather than on stirring up hornet’s nests.

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Sinful and painful

Very interesting working for a Jewish organization: Yesterday one of my bosses came in to see me and one of my other bosses and ask forgiveness for the past year, and we asked forgiveness in return. It’s actually a really good opportunity to clear the air with people, and I look forward to it every year with a mix of eagerness and worry about hearing what I’ve done and what I can do to make reparations.

So for all you guys, is there anything I’ve done this year to hurt or offend you?

May you all be inscribed for a year of health and fulfillment.

Unwelcome

Last night I got in from a work meeting at 11:30 and conked out, looking forward to today, the first day I’ve taken off all summer.

Four hours later, I snap awake to find someone alternately moaning and rubbing up against my door and then yelling and pounding to be let in. Understand, I live in a studio, so this person at my front door is two feet away from the bed where I’m no longer sleeping.

I yell for him to go away, and he doesn’t, just keeps banging and moaning and calling me Susie, so I call security, which thankfully comes right away. Turns out the guy lives on the fourth floor and was so massively drunk that he couldn’t tell it wasn’t his apartment, but man! What a way to kick off your day off!