First and foremost, I got my car back today. So that's good.
Additionally, I attended my first political event! I went to a fundraiser for a local state senate candidate and met with her and some of her campaign staff. She seems like an excellent candidate and the campaign staff said they'd love to have me work for free for the next couple of months, so it looks like I have something to do, which is awesome. I hope to be able to start volunteering next week.
Of course, that gives me until next week (how is it already Friday???) to finish unpacking and organizing my apartment. I still have a lot of boxes of books and misc stuff. But the important stuff is done (aka internet, cable, and TiVo). Oh, and I still need to go grocery shopping. I've eaten nothing but cereal for three days straight now. (Well, not really. I had a sandwich yesterday.)
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Iran and Lebanon just had elections- Shia porn is very loud. The Lebanese still accuse me of having killed their Saudi-born president in February 2005- but that's utter bullshit. Iran's very loud- whether these religious fellows with poorly-cut doles will succeed in keeping this ugly bastard as president, and not letting in his rightfully elected Challenger- What's-his-name- and keeping the war off TV- remains to be ascertained.
In Iran, everybody drives to the local polling place. Tehran is very loud, of course, and the price of food from the country probably doesn't matter- but it might be another of those "Onion revolutions"- like the one in India in the early nineties, throwing the Italian-born Gandhi woman out because the price of getting vegetables to the city just quintupled- The farmers and their supply drivers together can do that, enough to piss the city-dwellers to throw the bums out. The Tehranis have guns, to be sure, but are they to be seen on CNN and World TV, using them against their own people? That, & they can't read a word I wrote, bastards.
In Lebanon, meanwhile, we're good to go. Bygones have been bygones, and they're ready to sell a house to whatever Lebanese what's-his-name opens the door, one in Haifa, where we get our driving papers in order before heading out North for the weekend. They've been hearing our radio for years, and opt for Liberty.
Meanwhile, Yankee embassy in Mexico is taking care of Iranian details. Their Congress votes yes, really loud. We sent someone off to die over there, whilst stamping passports, something like that. Meanwhile, I'm tipped to be the next minister of Tachburah, or transport and communications, and might well make Finance Minister, like that nice Bob Rubin guy who got the Dollar back on it's feet, five years ago.
Lebanese elections are almost over, and the little mischief I stirred up is almost over as well. Folks with their flags are inclined to go home, hit their bank accounts or else go down to their stores and wait for business. Food, as usual, is always popular. WE HERE get ours from Syria and Iraq these days- the Euphrates and the Tigris are killers, I'm sure. What else- shoe stores, hotels slowly filling up with Israeli and Euro tourists- pizza wagons por metro, v`hu! The occasional gulf tourist is seen, in her black formal wear, sitting around a coffee house by my house where the President died.
I think about getting a country Dacha these days- I'll leave my city house to my daughter, and my son gets the country one. Something big, on par with what you built- Palestinian wetbacks cost nothing, as usual. Five rooms, three with beds a library/study, plus a full lux bath, truly kosher kitchen, and a rooftop garden where I can spot with a scope from my rooftop at the neighbors' fuckings-on, and it's five miles' drive to my buddy who runs the weekly food-surplus from Haifa. I spend like $80 a week on it, after school lunches. Took me three years to build- slow but sure. And there I am, when I get old.
Drove by the pathology wing these days- new building has my name on it. Small parking lot underneath. My 2015 car gets 75 miles to the gallon- no, really 50 with city traffic- with the battery inside that picks up wasted energy. Wife and I take four vacations a year, to spots like Paris and Baghdad. Otherwise, I plan for her to die about five years before me. And let's drive on!
The police say I'm not paying them enough- but so what else is new. I shot my hundred thousand bullets, just like them- and had to buy the first one, too! Always go the speed-limit- "Yeah, I know." Fine dipstick.
OK, wrote my paperback and made my pills for overseas goyim to buy. Gonna go turn on the mazgan, or air-con, and conk out under it. Peace out.
--Scott
In other news, the cost of lawschool at Ramat Gan is 25000 a year! Indeed! That's like $6000USD. I hope you can help me out with the first year- after which, or rather during which, I'll look at transferring to a cheaper law faculty at Tel-Aviv, or else enrolling in Medical School again. And the music plays on- alot of new Hits out of Germany and France on the radio today. And the white people say...
Posted by: 26-June-2005, 13:50 | June 24, 2005 04:38 AM
So you really want to lead over there? How muchhave you shot a gun?
Congratulations on your marriage.
Posted by: Scott Israel Rausher | June 25, 2005 12:39 PM