Mohmmar Qadaffi added you as a friend. We need to confirm that you know Mohmmar....

 After I got up (okay, after I was woked up) at 6:05 this morning for animal-feeding duty, I checked all my usual tabs, including to see if any of my perpetual Scrabulous games was ready for another move. One was, but the more interesting thing was the ad being served up:


It gif's its way through another panel which confirms that yes, indeed, the CIA is advertising for new agents on Facebook.

I can only picture where this is going to lead:

Karl Rove

Karl played WATERBOARD for 87 points in the Lexulous Crossword Game

Karl is one of 5 million fans of The Lexulous Crossword Game. This word game gives you 8 letters to make words on a 15x15 grid. You can compete with friends or, random players from all over the world!

Plus, we'll get all those annoying status updates from all around the world-

Mata Hari is tired after spending all night stalking the leaders of the right-wing junta in Honduras. Can't these guys just swallow a cyanide pill so I can go out and party? LOL

Dick Cheney just shut down all the farms in Farmville by by jacking up the price of fuel and destroying the ozone layer.

Sarah Palin

Sarah took the quiz "What fairy tale are you?" and the result is "THE WIZARD OF OZ".

So you like flying around on a broom and believe that global climate change and extreme weather is a hoax. All you have to do is click your fuck-me heels three times and you'll be in a magical place where all the little munchkins think you're big and important, where there's somebody else who doesn't have a brain, and where you can see the Emerald City from your house- assuming it doesn't fall on you.

Now to go see how Colonel Flagg does on his "what MASH character are you?" quiz....

Cars and garages and cats, oh my!

Since all of my topical humor posts seem to be going over like the proverbial Leds Zeppelin, I'll just get back to dancin' with the stuff I brung with me from home and heart.

Emily has finally resumed driving lessons, of sorts. The night I got back, she apologetically asked for a chance to drive to the market, as we'd run out of dog food while I was away. That was her first time behind a wheel since returning from NYSSSA. She'd been out one or two times before tonight, but she wanted to hang her signs for the garage sale tomorrow, so I took her through the neighborhood as we hole-punched and tied-down and made fun of the really crappy signs some competitors had put up.

Ah, the garage sale. As of 24 hours ago, it was off again, as the kid had done virtually nothing all day yesterday to make signs, price merchandise, get selling help from her friends, or otherwise show any motivation at all. Within seconds of that reading from the Book of Threats, she did more to prepare within a few hours than she had in the more than three days since I got home.

The only other detail was getting her change for the till. Mr. & Mrs. Spastic managed to miscommunicate about this trip to a bank, and by the time I got to my own bank a bit past 5:30, the ATM was running but the branch was closed. Likewise, two other ones on the way home, but we remembered that the other supermarket in town, a/k/a It Which Must Never Be Shopped At, had an in-store Key Bank- supposedly with longer hours.  I rolled into it at precisely 6:01, just as the last customer was being shooed out. I was unceremoniously ejected, even though the whole staff was still in there counting out drawers, and while the store staff graciously filled my change order, I don't have any accounts or goodwill with them. I'm a Key Bank customer, admittedly involuntarily (they're one of the few banks here to offer health savings accounts), and I had a long and spirited discussion with the "branch" manager, through the locked gate, about the meaning of customer service. If I'd shut my door on a client, or if Eleanor had refused a Wegmans front-end customer, for the sin of showing up a minute past closing time, we would have been fired. It was clear that he didn't "get it"- that the "rule" about the closed gate didn't excuse the rudeness to a customer in need.

The other interesting aspect will be how the animals will react to being left Home Alone while Emily conducts commerce outdoors. To make it easier on the dogs, we plan to shut the drapes in the living room, but that, in turn, will just be a new game for the kitten to play. Already, Zoey has discovered every pull cord on every drape in the house, and The Wand Game is also one of her favorites, as she tries to adjust the blinds over the bed after I feed her in the mornings.  She's also shown a marked preference for collard greens- I passed on telling the joke about "because she's black" but heard it from someone else today- and in something of a breakthrough, she actually has spent time sleeping on the same bed as her big sister cat as well as the dogs.

For now, though, she's using one of the living room chairs as a jungle gym. I'd best be off to finish wearing her out; we have an economy to stimulate tomorrow!