The bad news is that WMDs were irrelevant to going into Iraq. Yet I thought for the last nearly three years we were told that was the only reason we went in at all. HOW STRANGE.
Strange, like the dream that I had last night. It involved me eating shrimp, entering into a halachic dispute with my mother over which fish are kosher, which grains provite which antioxidants, and a whole room full of men and women dressed in purple velour outfits from holland circa the early 19th century.
There was a lot of controversy today over an article I wrote for GO Inside Magazine being posted verbatim in a blog. The publisher I write for has his own blog and he made an entry today about it and people were commenting about plagiarism and fair use and all sorts of interesting stuff.
