Bush: We've gotta attack Iraq
Cheney: But we need a justification
Rummy: WMDs!
Cheney: We don't know if he's got 'em.
Rummy: We'll give plenty of warning, to "give him time to get rid of 'em"
Cheney [chuckling]: You clever devil
Bush: I don't get it...
Since it's Earth Day (well, was before midnight), Slashdot posted a link to the Greasel site. This is, of course, a nice followup to what I was saying a few days ago.
Had a pleasant, but quite uneventful Easter weekend at my folks' house. Just the Pements -- old next-door neighbors -- came over for Easter dinner. Maura was in Puerto Rico, so the rest of that clan decided to bag it. The new kitten is still a kitten, and still won't let you get near her. The other cats were being highly undisciplined. Inez was still around. Sarah told me getting a used car is much cheaper than a new one. Transferred Mom's old address book from the old computer to the new. sshd wasn't installed on the Linux portion, so I had to install that, but by that time it was 3 a.m. and I thought I'd better get to bed, so I didn't even test it out. Couldn't solve Dad's CD problem (wants to play music CDs); computer has a new sound card, and the cable from the CD-ROM drive doesn't hook to the new one. Maybe that can be done by software.
My car has been spending a little too much time in the shop lately. Should I get a new car? Eric Mitchell got me kind of psyched about his Diesel-powered Beetle. I'd been thinking of a hybrid myself. Or a sports car to get the chicks. Or an SUV, so I can see past all the other SUVs when I'm trying to turn right on red. Or a Saturn, because it's "a different kind of company, a different kind of car". Tough choice.
I seem to be so worthless at work. All the stuff I've had to do lately has been so uninteresting. Write a test procedure. Investigate a license manager (interesting in some ways, but hard to assimilate all the information and match it up to our requirements). Fix an unfathomable bug. Try to squeeze out of Khai how to reproduce a bug without doing GOES-specific stuff. Ugh. Blech. So I spend a lot of time at work trying to avoid my work.
Practiced the trombone yesterday, after seeing a very nice SWE concert. It was an all-Prokofiev concert, which was good, though they did Romeo and Juliet in the second half, and I've never been a big fan of that work, and it was considerably less interesting than what was played in the first half of the concert. Anyway, after that, I practiced, and worked up just one piece, the Midway March by John Williams, which has some pretty difficult parts. And played the piano for the first time in ages.
Well, that's the way it looks anyway, to most folks. Personally, I'm feeling less uneasy about the war than I did before it started, or than I did a week ago, but this may still turn out to be a net loss. If we really manage to get a solid government in place and then get the hell out of there in a year or so, we might, might remain heroes in the eyes of the Iraqis. But I doubt we'll be able to establish order before then. After US liberation, the honeymoon ends before too long. And then we're back to the other arab nations, looking for US slipups, and the ulterior motives behind them.