Greg Piper is guest blogging for the next three days at Joe Gandelman’s The Moderate Voice, the (un)lucky stiff. He’ll be posting a few items at The Smoking Room, but most of his stuff will be over at TMV. Go give him some lovin’. And Greg, don’t you know that’s going to cut down on your hit count?
Chrenkoff’s got some poll numbers for this coming Sunday’s elections in Iraq: A few results:
- First poll conducted by the Iraqi ministry of planning shows 72.4% Iraqis will vote.
- In a Poll of 33,313 Iraqis (in all of Iraq) of ages 18 and older conducted by the Iraqi ministry of planning regarding Iraqis participation in the Iraqi elections taking place the end of this month. The results were as follows.
- 72.4 % of all of those polled said they would participate in the elections.
- 97% of Iraqis in Kurdistan said they would participate in the elections.
- 96% of Iraqis in the southern provinces (mainly Sheeit [Shia] areas) said they would participate in the elections.
- 33% of Iraqis in the central provinces (Sunni Area) said they would participate in the elections.
- 10% of Iraqis in central provinces (Sunni Area) said they have not yet made their mind if they were going to vote or not.
I expect violence will be decreasing until Sunday, whereupon all hell will break loose. You may want to pray for the safety of Iraqi citizens as they flood the polling stations.
Riverdance is not Irish music. Period. Leave it alone. Don’t play it. Don’t buy the cd’s. And for God’s sake, don’t dress like Michael Flatley. Poseur.
The Christian Carnival is up at Neil Uchitel’s. The Carnival of the Vanities is up at Raving Athiest. Go check ‘em out.
Vinnie at Insignificant Thoughts thinks there is a talent barrier, rather than a race barrier at the Academy. What, you didn’t like Soul Plane?
Speaking of movies, did Matt at Scrubbles copy my Film Journal style to keep records of which movies he watched in 2004? I dunnnnoooo, but it looks kinda suspicious to me…(scroll down until you reach the various months listed)
Last night I dreamt I was in a cheerleading squad and started dating, on impulse, the second to oldest girl character in The Virgin Suicides. Heck if I know her name. One minute we’re laying out on the football field, nuzzling, the next we’re back at her home in God knows where. Her dad’s a grizzled prospector locked up in prison (which is inexplicably a big cage in their backyard), whilst her mum’s a portly woman who wears bouquets (and I mean bouquets) of flowers in her hair. There’s a dog running around that can’t swim and needs Ritalin, and then the father asks me from behind bars when I’m going to pop the question.
That’s when I woke up. I wonder what it all means…?