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Saturday, September 03, 2005  

I don't know how many more signs the universe could have given us to tell us not to go on our trip this week. Gas prices so high it would have been cheaper for us to fly to Rapid City than drive there. The difficulty we had arranging coverage to feed that cats and give Strat his injection. Several inches of rain today. M. Small's cough, which was supposed to have cleared up days ago, which instead developed into croup. A visit to the vet this morning to have a lump under Phantom's jaw checked, which resulted in her being put on a twice-a-day antibiotics regimen for the next two weeks. It just wasn't in the cards.

And then, of course, there's the fact of three children younger than M. Small dying in the New Orleans Convention Center, for no good reason aside from rank incompetence. So this is what happens when we see a disaster coming days in advance, let alone a major terrorist attack with no warning. After two and a half years, billions of dollars, and hundreds of American lives spent in Iraq, we lost the War on Terror in one week. Thanks, dear leaders.

But I'm not just going to sit here and bitch about it. The money we planned to use to rent a van and buy gas (back when gas was still less expensive than printer ink) is going to relief efforts. Which you've probably already donated to as well. But just in case you're still comparison shopping for the best giving opportunity, allow me to offer you a few of the options we've explored:

Tubey's Kids Katrina Classroom Care. Television Without Pity is running a donation drive where, for every $2,000 the readers donate, a recapper will be chosen randomly to recap something of their choice. I make no promises as to how this outcome may affect me, because it depends on whether I'm chosen and whether I can prevail upon Zen Viking to lend me his treasured Wookie Christmas videotape if I am. So far enough has been raised to run three recaps, and I think at least a fourth is well within reach.

And check out The Fug Blog for a growing compendium of donation options.

And, when you go back to work at the end of the weekend, check with your employer to see if they're matching donations. If they aren't, ask why not. Trash's and my employers already have matching programs in place, so we didn't have to get all owly.

About that, at least. Plenty of other stuff to be pissed off about in this country right now.

posted by M. Giant 8:57 PM 6 comments

6 Comments:

When M. Small gets a little older, tell him about his 1st camping trip that wasn't.

Once again, you've shown what wonderful people you are!!!

By Anonymous Anonymous, at September 4, 2005 at 2:31 AM  

Matching programs are great.

Almost as great as not camping, in my book.

By Anonymous Anonymous, at September 4, 2005 at 9:37 PM  

"Almost as great as not camping, in my book."
Oh, I'm with you.

I work for the federal government. I'm pretty sure they're not matching. Kind of makes you want to cry, doesn't it?

By Blogger Cori, at September 6, 2005 at 9:27 PM  

Oh man, croup is a bitch. I'm sorry to hear poor M. Small has it, and even more sorry that you have to hear it. Hope he feels better soon!

By Anonymous Diana, at September 7, 2005 at 7:08 AM  

Can we all just stop with the whiny ass 'our leader is an imbecile' crap? Its pretty easy to say from behind a computer desk, but chances are we all didn't run for president for specific reasons... mostly being unqualified.

By Anonymous Anonymous, at September 7, 2005 at 10:33 AM  

Can we blame FEMA instead? Because Idon't think anyone, except maybe the prez, thinks he did anything but a terrible job. Let's just blame him, shall we?

By Anonymous Anonymous, at September 8, 2005 at 1:27 PM  

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