How many of you expect the generators in Jackson Square are already packed up and back on a truck?

I haven't seen the numbers yet, but I expect that more than a few Americans watched Dubya last night. I still can't believe that they stage-managed it in Jackson Square with lights on the Catherdral and the statue of Andrew Jackson and the whole frickin' green area. Dubya gave an amazing speech. Seriously. To have this guy talking about race and poverty in the face of an actual Federal failure - this is history. But a history I surely believe the Bushies hoped to avoid confronting. Dubya's calling for a laundry list of Federally-run programs and the $62B that Congress already openly laments giving is good as gone. This whole shpiel should cost $200B. Two Biggiddy Benjimins. Holy crap. When those bills start a comin', the Conservatives in Congress are gonna break ranks. Start calling for spending cuts in other already-cut-to-shit programs across the board. But no Budget gets anywhere near finding two biggiddy benjimins from anywhere. Even if the Bushies get the money (which they probably will), they're stuck managing the re-construction of a massively screwy Southern city. Below sea level. Largely destroyed and yet probably in need of further destroying. Corrupt and pissed. N'Awlins! If you don't think that's a failure waiting to happen, I've got some soggy costal property that I can get you in on the ground floor. Cash up front. Let me know.

The New Brew Crew whalloped the D'Backs last night - 14-2. Even the pitcher had two RBIs. They're back to .500, 5 games back of Houston in the Wildcard Race with 16 games left. Ned Yost has those kids having serious fun. I also like the Indians, and think of a friend (Goldy) living in Cleveland again after years away with his family of serious fans. That's fun. Like New England again this time of year, with the days shortening greatly, a chill coming soon, and the gawddamn Sox in First Place. Fun. Watching Barry Bonds come back to the Giants looking every bit the bloated roidhead that he's always been. Not at all fun. Hope it's fun in the sun for the rest o' you, too. Rock on.