I’m done*! I’m also slightly drunk.

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*I thought I was done last week, but I shortchanged a subplot, in hopes I could squeeze it in with some handwaving, but no. But now, for realio, trulio, it is a book. And I’ve now got to cut somewhere between 25-30k words. Hey–no problemo.
PS Pardon the short, lameass post. But I figure I have to balance out last week’s longish, lameass post. (Uh oh. I bet this means I’ve got OPD. Help.)

My Sister-in-Law’s Brother is a liaison between the U.S. Embassy and the Government of Kuwait. He took this cool picture of a palm tree in Dubai. Except it’s not a tree.

It’s a cell tower. Click on the image.

I guess it makes sense.  Sometimes you get a date by talking on your cell.

I don’t know about y’all, but I’m super double-plus happy about living in a third-world country.  Honestly.  It’s certainly taken the pressure off the whole “We’re Number One!” thing. 

I mean, once your infrastructure goes, it’s all downhill from there.  And isn’t it nice to be able to loosen your belt, let your gut hang out, and say, “What the fuck?”  Being Number One is a lot of work.   

When you’re a third-world country, you don’t have to worry about literacy rates, health care, or poverty.  And you really don’t have to worry about boring things like taking care of the nation’s interstate road system or, say, bridges. It would take billions to make sure the roadways in the US are safe. 

Where on earth would we get money like that for something as mundane as fixing roads and bridges?  C’mon.  That’s boring. It isn’t as sexy as, I dunno, rebuilding the infrastructure of Iraq.  (Oh, wait, we’re sucking at that, too.  Thank goodness we’re not Number One.  And that we’ve never helped a country rebuild itself after a war before…)

Yes, I’m proud to live in the sixth richest country in the world.  (Luxembourg is Number One. Yay, Luxembourg!  Norway and Ireland are ahead of us as well.  I mean, I couldn’t be prouder.  We’re Number Six—with a bullet! As an aside, there is some debate about where we fall in the economic GDP dance — we may actually be Third!  But — whew – we’re not Number One!)  

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