i am so not a revengeful person

It's been almost a week?! What?!?!

Sorry about that. I not only have been busy, but I was out sick Monday. I have this overall sick/fatigue/achy/coughing thing that's surfaced. Blood tests are in the works. I'm beginning to think I might just have the flu.

Since it has been so long, I won't bore you with all the details. Here are some highlights:

• The McLaughlin Group is excellent Friday night viewing. Pat Buchanan, though crazy as a loon, might just turn out to be my hero. Here's the transcript of the show I watched.
• Though sickly and tired, I can rally for a night of spirited conversation about politics, mutual love for David Brooks, euchre etiquette, and why marriage just isn't my gig.
• Sometimes 15 hours of sleep isn't enough.
• Especially if you are awakened by G.W.B. saying "If you don't like my plan, then come up with an alternative."
• The Gilmore Girls really is an excellent show.
• But Wonderfalls is even better.
• And Traci? You were right. I'm maybe a little too much like Jaye.
• Scorcese winning best director at the Globes is a disappointing precursor to the Oscars.
• Watching Jim Lehrer interview G.W.B. is deliciously wicked. I'm still trying to figure out why George thought going on NewsHour was a good idea. And if the whole thing was just a big long liberal joke.
• "Little Miss Sunshine" was not a bad movie. There were entertaining elements. But ultimately I thought it was thin. It tried so hard to be an indie film it ceased to be about anything but being an indie film. It was beautifully shot. And the acting was good.
• Being sick-tired is exhausting.

My weekend is already shaping up to be good assuming I can muster the enthusiasm to drag myself out of bed. Friday night I'm having dinner with someone I suspect will quickly reveal herself to be a kindred spirit. Saturday night is a euchre tournament where I'll have to remember not to go alone when I'm 2 points from winning and the other team is down by 6 points. And the weekend may conclude with a covert trip to the Saz for the Burlesque Show and to spy on a coworker out on a date.

In between all of that I'm at the shop.