I still don't have a lot to report on today. I've been really busy at work, and everything else seems to be slipping through the cracks (including blogging).
I need to have repair work done on the roof of my house, and so far no fewer than 3 different roofing companies have promised to come by, look at the roof, and give me an estimate, but then have failed to appear. It's a hell of a way to run a business, and I'm getting a little frustrated. I think that maybe the patchwork that needs to be done on my roof just isn't a big enough job to really get their attention (talk about a mixed blessing).
Not too much even going on in politics today. The Senate is still fighting over whether or not John Bolton deserves a vote for ambassador to the U.N., with the Republicans accusing the Democrats of stalling, and the Democrats accusing the Republicans of refusing to hand over documents that prove Bolton has previously manipulated intelligence data in order to serve his own agenda. I don't care if the Republicans think we're stalling or not, of course. The point is, Bolton is just the most recent in a long line of crappy Bush appointees to be shoved down our throats, and given his previous job history (of bullying, oppression, and abrasiveness) and his outspoken criticism of the U.N., Bolton simply is not the man for the job (especially at a time when U.S. relations are particularly strained with the U.N. because the Bush administration sent them a pack of lies about weapons of mass destruction in its attmept to justify the Iraq War).
But all of this has been said before.
It feels like the doldrums of summer are already upon us, and it's only mid June. Blech. It's hot, and everyone seems grouchy and bored. We all need vacations and some trips to Barton Springs.
Eat a popsicle for Steanso. We gotta be about to turn a corner, soon, kids.