just read the following in a nyt article about saddam hussein’s imminent execution:

“Esam al-Gazawi, another lawyer representing Mr. Hussein but who is currently in Jordan, said that while one of his colleagues in Baghdad was asked to collect Mr. Hussein’s personal belongings, he had no idea when the execution would actually take place.

“No one knows when it’s going to happen except God and President Bush,” he said.”

holy shit. no comment.

i just marked 278 comments-in-moderation for this rambles as spam.

i was sad to do it, as the spambots’ comments have been quite encouraging. one particularly astute spam observer called my november 3, 2006 post, “dead babies & documents: helllllllsa humorous,” “right on target,” and others sent me a host of encouraging notes: “keep ‘em coming,” “great blog,” and so forth. i’ve been brimming with pride, and gratitude, plus i’ve received great links about the best places to purchase viagra and cialis for all my erectile dysfunctional needs.

anyway, there are no longer any posts in moderation, but i wanted to take this opportunity to thank all the spammers in the world, for keeping me busy, and keeping me humble.

mad props, spambots.

it’s christmas eve; pleasant and solitary for the time being. i’ve spent hours already trying to figure out, so far unsuccessfully, how to create and upload torrent files so i can be a valuable member of a file sharing community (my aspirations of true geekhood are, apparently, still going strong, in spite of my clearly limited talents); i’ve generated a list of people to whom i want to write and send Cards Actual; i’ve dug up old and purchased new thank you cards to use as greeting cards, because i found these particular cards the least aesthetically offensive; i’ve had coffee, some pho, and am currently downloading a battlestar galactica episode and listening to music on shuffle.

none of this, of course, matters much. but i thought i’d record it anyway.

i spoke with a friend who arrived safely in philadelphia earlier this evening. she reminded me that my oceans of ignorance are vast and uncharted, a phrase i’ve found myself repeating fairly often of late. i think it’s mine, but i’m sure others have used it before. for the sake of being petty and proprietary all at once, i’ll stake a claim to it and say i invented it; go ahead and send me hate mail saying otherwise, originality of thought isn’t really the issue here.