SHOPPING

I clicked off the telly, rose to my feet and stretched. I mosied over to my computer, took the disc The Baron had given me and inserted it. logging on, i connected to my old Alma Mater. several hundred kight years away, and I tapped into a diagnostic program in the mathematics database. I began to run the program against the siac the vamps had supplied. It shouldn't tale too long and i was certain that a correction file would ne available by the time I returned.
So I left with the computer humming and the vampiress dreaming in my closet.( do vampires dream? I made a point to ask another time).
It was a Friday morning, bright and sunny. Mine was the only car in the drive so my host and hostess had left for the day, no doubt Gail to work and Jim dropping the kids off at camp.
A short jaunt in the car brought me to Mama Renee's. I entered, the little bell on the door jingling to announce the arrival of a customer. It was that restaurant twilight zone between breakfast and lunch. The only other patrons were two little old monkey boys engaged in a game of chess in a corner both.
I took my favorite window table as Mama waddled over.
"Mr. Frazzi," she greeted. "Sleeping late again? It must be nice."
"Actually, I've been working late," I replied. "Got another long night tonight, I think."
"You know, God made a Sabbath for a reason. You've been working late for a long time now. What do you do. anyways?"
"Er, sociology," I answered with a touch of hesitation."
"And for this you work late? People are much more social early in the day."
"Yes, well, I'm researching the behavioral incongruencies of noctornally procliviated post adolescent malcontents."
If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance......
"Sounds like birdwatching. Oy! Ologists! sociologists, psychologists, numerologists. It'a all the same. You get a degree, you learn more and more about less and less. Soon you know everything about nothing. Speaking of which, do you know what you'd like?"
"Yeah. Let me jave the corned beef and latka sandwich with a side of applesauce and some orange juice."
"You got it, Mr Frazzi."
With that she waddled off into the kitchen. A few minutes later she returned with my meal, bade me to enjoy, and went to check if the chess players needed anything else.
I ate quickly, enjoying to the fullest every greasy morsel, paid my bill and moved along with my planned shopping.. From the local supermarlet I picked up some ground garlic. Next stopo was a religous supply store for a silver crucifix. Just on case the vamps turned. That took several stops actually. Seems Irving's Judaic Gifts doesn't have much demand for them.
Live and learn.
Lastly, I found an occult supply store. Despite the New Age madness so prominent in much of the societal psyche, such places are scarce. I had to journey to the near West side to reach the closest.. There I acquired a supply of wolfsbane.
I still had about five hours to kill and didn't feel like immersing myself in more news. So I took in a movie.

TODAY'S DAILY BLUES

Ok, so today Hezbollah fired a bunch of missles into Israel. Israel busted up a bunch of stuff in Lebannon.
Women and children and old men die, Hezbollah targets them.The Israelis do it by accident and disclaim moral equivalency.
What gets overlooked here is that dead is dead. Ask the families.
So how does this all end?
There are several scenarios.
Long term, Hezbollah destroys Israel and joins Syria and Iran in a war to conquer the world and convert it to Islam. It ain't happening soon, but too many countries dismiss it as not possible and thus jockey to support shortsighted short term interests. They have, for too long, ignored a basic tenent. When is the best time to slay a dragon? Before it hatches. The dragon of Islamafascism grows daily.
Israel destroys Hezbollah. Not likely. The H guys hide amongst women and children, who die with them, leading to inflammatory stories and pictures. World opinion sours and Israel will eventually end up stopping. That's my best guess.
The U.N. tales decisive action. Yeah, right. Millions have died waiting for the U.N to do something. This is not the way to bet.
An untried tact is to completely discredit Islam. No one has tried it and I doubt anyone has a clue how. But if it were successfully done people would stop killing and dying for a religion.
Lastly, things settle back down. Until next time.When Iran and Syria have supplied the H guys with bigger and better missles.
Then they'll do it all again.
That's my bet.
I note that the Useless Nations have given Iran until the end of August to stop enriching uranium. Then what? Why, they'll pass another resolution of course. Maybe. If certain counties can get past their short term self interest and realize the gravity of the problem they truly face. The Useless Nations : combating evil with harsh language. By the way, does anyone know how much enriched uranium Iran could stockpile by then?
A basic selfishness leading to a disunity of purpose goes unrecognized and thus "The West" is in grave danger.
Oh, well. it ain't my world.
Time to get my morning latkas and get some shopping done for tonight.