Coming soon...The war on Iraq, the ballgame. Watch as team Iraq takes the outfield, while team USA steps up to the plate.

Or....

Coming soon...The war on Iraq, the showdown. At exactly noon, Iraq and the US will stand back to back, walk ten paces, turn around, and shoot.

Scary analogies, yes, but I've heard the "war" referred to as both of those things.

Free Rita's water ice tomorrow!

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Packing reminds me of the "purification of ocean water" lab we did in chem earlier this year. First, I put out all the clothes I might maybe possibly want to bring. Then I go through each group, creating one giant "no" pile for all clothes, then a "maybe" pile ("maybe" = if there's any leftover room once I've packed the necessities), and there's a "yes" pile. The "yes" pile will be filtered through one or two more times before getting packed, the "maybe" pile will be boiled, and the clothes I like better will vaporize and condense into the "yes" pile, while the "no" pile gets put back, like filter paper with sediment left on it (or like the contents of a beaker after the liquid's been decanted).

I forgot to rant about the reality shows and how they're turning marriage into a huge joke.