So what really happened...

All the screaming by the media about Cheney and his hunting accident, and I don't think I've heard the same thing twice, except they all want to make light of it and joke it off. Regardless, as per usual, the White House is blaming the victim - like Cheney wasn't responsible for watching where he was firing. I'm no hunter. In fact, I loathe hunting! I think it's nothing but sadistic and cruel. But if you have a gun in your hand, you look at where you're aiming! Why did the Secret Service "protect" him till the next day. Then by a strange coincidence that they say it wasn't alcohol related. How do they know that if they they didn't investigate till the next day? It probably wasn't, but -- still!!! I heard some guy on the Texas News Channel TXCN tonight trying to describe what it would be like to get hit with bird shot. He said it was like taking dirt and throwing it at you. He said, well, it was like rain hitting you - maybe a little harder than rain he said, but that's about it. Ha! Then why was the dude in intensive care! Talk about propaganda! I should have know the TXCN was sold out to the Administration same as the rest of them. This is just par for the course. One day -- one day -- in my dreams -- people are going to wake up to what's really happening in this country.

Well -- enough of that. So many things in politics I can get on a soapbox about. It's safer to just talk about what I did today -- not much! I picked up Mom, we ate lunch at Ryan's and then rode out to a nursery on Highway 105 that I wanted to get some bedding plants or see if they had some English Ivy -- but they're all closed down and gone. That sucks. They used to have nice plants and reasonable prices. So, we went on to Al's Nursery just down the road, and they didn't have much. What they did have was way too expensive.

I wanted to go somewhere to take pictures but there's just nothing to take pictures of. Everything is drab and gray and ugly. The sky was a gorgeous blue, not a cloud, but nothing around here is anything close to picturesque. On the way back home we circled through Tyrrell Park to see how they're coming on cleaning it up - I'll say this, they're trying, but it will never be the same. There's still so much to be done to get it looking nice again. I keep thinking about how I want a new camera, and how I want to take pictures and then days like today makes me think what's the point! An Internet friend of mine who lives in England just got back from a trip to Kenya -- a Safari -- and has amazing pictures of the wildlife and that enchanting world I'll never see. It's sometimes hard not to be envious of people who actually have a life.

I called a girl who does courtroom reporting, trials -- called an official as opposed to freelance which is what I usually do. I've done work for her periodically in the past, so I thought I'd see if she had anything going. I found out she's pregnant and on maternity leave. She did say she would be having a trial in April and she would need my help then. Well, that's a long time off, but since she's going to have a new baby, perhaps work from her will pick up and take up some slack. It's hopeful anyway.

Tonight I couldn't get interested in TV, hearing them all go on and on about Cheney and this and that, and no movies or anything to watch that interested me. I looked around my living room and realized I was sick of my picture arrangements on the walls and redid them - moved one from here to there, took some down, rehung some others, moved a lamp from one table to another, stuff like that, nothing major but it seemed to freshen things up a little bit, I guess.

So, that's my day, such as it is. How was yours?