Driving home from our Sunday Movie gig (which I will not post about because it sucked and I do not remember the title to warn you against it), I saw a guy missing an arm.

My stomach fluttered and turned and twisted; and my spine got all chilly and stuff.

I have this thing about missing limbs/parts. It way grosses me out to a point of meltdown. In essence; it freaks me out (sorry if you are missing anything, I do not intend to offend).

I started to think about "why"...I can watch blood and guts surgery while eating dinner. Serial killing and gross stuff that Rob asks me kindly to turn off.

So why the missing limb thing?

I trace it back to the Principal of my school (circa 3rd grade). Short lady with a missing index finger. When the kids got in trouble and sent to her office, she would stick her nublin in your face and yell.

I wonder if she realizes the impact she had on me? No disciplinary actions come to mind or the positive effects she had on my existence, just a fear of others' limblessness

Five things I have heard/learned and still remember. I chose the ones that I think about on a daily basis.

Listed in the chronological order in which I learned them

1- a baby comes from a woman's baby hole
2- i comes before e, except after c
3- the gestation period of an elephant is 660 days
4- in a year, more people are killed by donkeys than airplane crashes
5- 40,000 americans are injured by toilets every year

Belle tagged me....dang it I came back to edit this post and I have forgotten who I tagged. Let's see.

Zappa Fan, Kristin, Val and Anythinggoes (oops I cheated on account I can't count) and BudaVamp

have been hanging around our place over the last couple of weeks.

This is how most of the converstations go....



Of course, the dogs have different opinions about this ongoing presence of such high profile political figures



Magalicious is clearly a Liberal



Bruno must be a damn Commie



But the Nikster sure knows what to do when she hears Mommy asks about George Bush

Here it is the Sunday movie day again. This time we saw "The Situation". A must see. Not sure of the release date or locations. Given the context of the movie, I imagine it will hit nationwide.

Hass, the Director was supposed to show up and do the post show discussion but was not able to make it. It was interesting to learn about the casts' careers and they (Arab actors) were very enthusiastic about playing parts that did not depict all Iraqis as religious nuts and terrorists. The movie was beautifully done and has the raw disturbing ending that I so love in a movie.



When a group of American soldiers throw an Iraqi boy off a bridge in Samarra, the incident sets off a chain of events that exposes the deep rifts among the Iraqis in Samarra--and results in yet another cycle of violence between the insurgents and the corrupt Iraqi police.

Anna is an American journalist who decides to write a story about the assassination of an Iraqi leader whom she admires. At the same time, she is pulling away from a relationship with Dan, an American intelligence official, who thinks the war can be won with hearts and minds; and is moving towards a courtship with Zaid, a young Iraqi photographer who shows her that there are people, rather than sides, in the conflict.

As she tries to make sense of the half-truths of Iraq, she finds herself in the middle of a love triangle, and in the midst of a dangerous situation, set against a thick web of alliances, agendas, and reverses.

Chanda's input:

The movie was moving and tense. A little long - character building and situations could have been trimmed up a bit, but worth checking out for sure.

The night Steve Biko died I cried and I cried
The night Steve Biko died I cried and I cried
Biko, O, Steve Biko died still in chains
Biko, O, Steve Biko died still in chains.
Biko died in chains, moaned for you
Biko died in chains, moaned for you, yeh.

Blame South African security,
A no suicide he was'nt insane.
It was not for him to live in Rome, No
Still they would'nt leave him alone.
Yeh yeh yeh,
They provoke him, they arrest him
They took him life away,
but can't take him soul,
Then they drug and ill-treat him,
till they kill him,
And they claim suicide.

I'll never forgive I'll always remember,
Not, not only not only I no,
But papa brothers sisters too, Yeh, yeh
Him spirit they can't control
Him spirit they can't man-trol
Cannot be bought nor sold
Freedom increase one-hundred fold.

The system something's got to be done,
Straight away,
The system of weakheart emontion
They've got to pay
The system of backra corruption
They've got to pay
The system is destroying my nation
The system.....kill him

O, O Jah Jah, O Jah Jah,
Take them where life sweeter,
Send a Moses to set them Free.
Pharoah's army won't let them be,
From the beginning he knew he'd meet his end
Yes my friend
They'll keep on ruling, all hours Jah
Jah send
I'll tell you again
Dem take him life - Dem take him soul,
Him spirit they can't control
Cannot be bought nor sold
Freedom increases one hundred fold
Freedom increases one hundred
Freedom

The system, the system, the system,
the sy, a, a,
Somethings got to done,
The system where black man get no, get no,
Get no recoginition.
The system of colour partition
The system shoul be yanked from creation
The system kill him.

O, O Jah Jah, O Jah Jah,
Take him where life sweeter
Send a Moses. Send a Moses.
Pharohs army won't let them be,
Biko died in chains Yeh
Moans for you
Biko died in chains all are moaning
Moans for you Yeh eh eh eh.....
Biko, O, O, O
Steve Biko died still in chains
Biko, O, O, O
Steve Biko died still in chains
Still, still in chains
Still, still in chains
Cha-ains..........