Saturday, November 12, 2005

the sound of freedom

growing up in central tucson the sound of jets (and distant trains) was a constant. since moving to the PHX that sound has changed to screeching tires, helicoptors (police, news, meat wagon), and landing jets. i never gave much thought to the absence until we were buzzed by a few stealths on our hike today.
the munchkin did good.
fun was had.
happy Veteran's Day.




seems like an oxymoron.
just say no to war.
























Late breaking news:

On the Effectiveness of Aluminium Foil Helmets: An Empirical Study

Could the GOP ass whoppin have reached across the pond?

US Dollar slips

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