I'm suffering from spinach-withdrawal. As a huge fan of spinach (+ turnip greens, collard greens) in those convenient ready-to-consume bags, I've had to shift to all-broccoli/all-the-time since the e-coli outbreak. Usually, I cook the spinach, unlike most folks who use it raw for salad, but even cooking it seems iffy right now. Darn. I love my spinach. But e-coli? No, thanks. Hope Popeye's OK, though.
We're getting barracaded in here on Second Avenue, one block from the United Nations. The world poobahs are gathering for some serious speechifyin' over the next couple of days. Of course, most of the Code Hot Pink security stuff is for the biggest, poo-iest bah of 'em all, hizzelf da' Prez. It's interesting watching all the traffic and po-lice from our 6th floor window. Sirens blaring and motorcycles weaving in and out of the bumper-to-bumper traffic. Things were much quieter on Peachtree Street, I tell ya'.
I'm not gonna touch the Catholic-Muslim goings-on, except to comment on the Pope's apology. Or rather, the structure of the Pope's apology. Forget the Muslim angle or any kind of angle for that matter. Here goes: Don't you hate it when somebody who owes you a big apology (and I'm not saying the Pope owes the Muslims an apology) weenies out of it by saying, "I'm sorry you got upset by my [insert heinous deed here]"? That's not an apology. An apology is saying "I'm truly sorry for what I did," not "Sorry you got upset by what I did." Aargh! That's worse than a slap in the face. So, Mr. Pope Dude - if you're not sorry for what you said (and many folks think you shouldn't be), don't couch it in a "oops, sorry you got offended" statement. If you are sorry, then be a man (even in that robe and silly hat) and say, "I was wrong. I apologize."
So, that's my world today - from avoiding e-coli to advising the Pope. I think I should be paid more.