Happy Birthday, Little Miracle Flowers

The twins are two years old on the 14th!


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Rose (left) and Camille are twin blessings for my sister and her husband, and for our entire family.

Early in my sister’s pregnancy the girls were identified as monoamniotic monochorionic twins, or “MoMos”. This means they shared one amniotic sac, one chorionic sac and a single placenta. It is a very rare condition also very high risk with mortality as high as 50 percent. (You can find out more at this site.)

With God, all things are possible and a strong prayer chain also helps!

They are an active and charming pair and appear to have their own system of language and signals for communicating with each other. They’re also very good at getting their points across with regular folk as well!

Happy Birthday, my dears!

UN-dignified

The always very funny Varifrank once again takes a firm grip on the obvious and then flips it over to look at what is underneath. Today he took a look at the criticism of John Bolton, the nominee for US ambassador to the UN.

John Bolton. To hear some talk about him you’d think President Bush appointed Satan’s representative here on earth to be the UN Ambassador. Apparently the charges go something like this:

He’s a bully.
He’s got a funny mustache.
He doesnt like the UN.
He doesnt talk diplomatically.

Since these are serious charges, Varifrank took a look at the qualifications of some other ambassadors from other countries. For example:

Cuba
Ambassador FELIPE PEREZ ROQUE
Apparently he’s a critic of the UN Too! But he’s a good Marxist-Leninist, so I guess it’s ok … Well, when a Cuban thug criticizes you of not being a legitimate force for human rights, you just know you’re screwed, don’t you?
And the “Number 2” man at the Cuban UN Embassy was apparently recalled from his previous post as ambassador to Mexico after he broke into their embassy, how gauche…

Palestine
Ambassador to the UN – Dr. Nasser Al-Kidwa
And who’s he? Oh he’s the late Yasser Arafat’s nephew. Oh, and since he’s a doctor, he should know if the Israelis poisoned Chairman Arafat, but since he absconded with the medical records, who can tell?

Zimbabwe
Ambassador B.G.CHIDYAUSIKU

He’s on record as calling the US “Imperialist”. Well thats not very “diplomatic” now is it? … Yeah. Let’s be nice to him. Oh by the way, he’s one of the architects of the internationally legal and multilateral boycott on genetically modified food which is keeping food from reaching people in Zimbabwe and thus keeping them compliant and under the control of their murdering dictatorship of a government, lead by the thug Robert Mugabe.

Russia
Ambassador ANDREY I. DENISOV
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Get a load of this goon. And people bitch about Bolton’s mustache? Jeez, this guy could scare the paint off the walls! KGB? He damn well better be with a face like that.

France
Ambassador Jean-Marc de LA SABLIERE

…Now check this out. Apparently the French UN ambassador is an anti-catholic secularist bigot! I think that outdoes anything that John Bolton has been accused of by a good country mile.

“The French government attacked the Holy See delegation at a Wednesday meeting of the United Nations committee that considers official UN status for nongovernmental organizations. After the Holy See delegation made an argument for the UN to protect unborn children, France accused the Holy See of injecting ‘moral’ and ‘religious criteria’ into the debate.”

Canada
Yvon Charbonneau
, Former Canadian Ambassador to the UN, was removed by Canadian PM Paul martin in 2004 and sent to france and to UNESCO.

And just who is Yvon Charbonneau?

Yvon Charbonneau, former Marxist president of the Province of Quebec’s second largest union, has been vociferously outspoken against Jews, both on the homefront and abroad … During his years as union president, Mr. Charbonneau once “accused a prominent Montreal Jewish businessman of being an ‘economic terrorist’.

Bolton sounds like just the guy to kick some ambassador.

Interview Me: The “All About Me” Meme

As much as we might try to live our lives to the (hopefully high) standards we set for ourselves, it is perhaps our weak moments that expose and define us. In one such weak moment I succumbed to Sandy’s MAWB Squad “interview me” invitation. I may have done this thinking it’s a good idea to ingratiate one’s self to the future rulers of the planet, but in the interim I rather hoped this indiscretion might fade away unnoticed. Not only was this hope in vain, I see now that the first three questions are not in the vein of “What is your name? What is your quest? What is your favorite color?”



Well nothing to it now but to do it, and realize that some people pay a lot of money to talk about their inner secrets, and this is free. If you, dear reader, would like to take a similar challenge, see the information at the end of this post and help keep this meme going.



1. Pick a country, any country, to emigrate to for a year. What country did you pick and why? Given the opportunity would you make the move? Could you convince your family to do it?

Someplace in the tropics sounds good on this rainy, 30-degree day in May, but then I really don’t care for humidity and insects. I have long had a romantic notion, however, of having a smallish croft in Scotland, located on a promontory over the North Sea. I see myself tramping through the heather wearing a tweed coat or wooly sweater with a shawl collar and with a black dog romping nearby, then retiring to a snug stone cottage (complete with broadband and satellite tv so I can pick up ESPN) to read, write, meditate and see what the four seasons are like in this place. This fantasy usually involves someone sending me to this place for a year to write, just to see what may come out, so if this opportunity were offered I may have to take it.



Unfortunately, I’d probably have to do this alone since my Minnesota born and bred wife, who struggles daily to keep warm, has said she wants to spend the last half of her life in a warm climate (a challenge that is also starting to take on an actuarial aspect), and coastal Scotland doesn’t fit that requirement. As for my daughters, the giftings in their lives would make such isolation an injustice to them and to the world. Still, if only for a year, ….



2. What do you fear and why do you fear it? What helps you to cope with your fear?



I Thought This Was the Original Whizzinator

Onterrio Smith Caught With Kit to Foil Drug Tests

Smith acknowledged to airport police that he was carrying dried urine, along with a device called “The Original Whizzinator” and a bottle of pills labeled “Cleansing Formula.” He told police the kit was “for making a clean urine test,” according to the police report, and said he was taking the materials to his cousin.

Filings: The Catch of a Lifetime

The Minnesota Fishing Opener is this Sunday, and Mother’s Day was last Sunday, which is a nice change from some recent years when these events have fallen on the same weekend. It has allowed me, however, to see some similarities between being a good fisherman and being a good husband – and I think I may have some pointers to share from my own experience with “the one that didn’t get away” on how to have a trophy wife.

First, let me say that the things I don’t know about fishing would fill a hundred books, judging by what I see in my library and at the outfitting stores. You can add several years worth of In-Fisherman magazines to that total as well, and do I have to mention all those television shows? I’m amazed at what you have to know if you expect to hook anything besides the meaty part of your thumb! Likewise maintaining a happy marriage can appear overwhelming at times. I know I’ve been skunked in both areas at times, but one thing I’ve realized is that experts gain their knowledge by fervently pursuing the sport they love. With that approach, becoming an expert is fun.

That applies to fishing and marriage. I love my wife and I love being married. Therefore in the 17 and a half years we’ve been married I’ve avidly sought out and collected many important bits of information about her in particular and marriage in general that have helped us become each other’s favorite pastime. Here are a few tips that have worked for me:

CATCH AND RELEASE? First off, I’m not a big proponent of catch and release when it comes to marriage. I have found, however, that there is a lot of challenge and a lot of thrills in catching the same fish over and over again! I’ve found that the secret to this is not just to be married, but to be engaged!

THE RIGHT EQUIPMENT: The expert fishermen are always sharing information on what type of bait and what type of tackle to use for different conditions. They can tell you what to use on cloudy days, windy days, sunny days and days when the fish aren’t hungry. They know what’s best for trolling, jigging and casting and the preferred food of every species. I’ve wondered, though, how many of those guys know their wife’s shoe size, or if she’s an autumn, summer, spring or winter in her coloring? Early on I memorized my wife’s sizes, favorite colors and preferred styles of clothing. Today, much of what she wears are things I’ve bought her either shopping on my own or when we’re together. Now, I don’t think a fish was ever caught because it was honored or flattered that someone had spent so much time and effort to learn about it, but it’s sure made an impression on my wife!

LURES: When you think of lures you might think small, shiny objects or furry things work best but the real “power bait” is our words. Men are attracted by what they see (I know I’ve bought certain fishing lures because they looked good to me, never mind the fish) but women are moved by what they hear. Our words build our wives up and make them feel special and make our relationships special. I try to make sure my wife hears how much she means to me, how much I value her opinion – and how much I like the way she looks in those jeans. Certainly relying on my good looks to win my wife would be like me fishing for muskies with 4-pound test line. I’ve got to work those lures, paying attention to the conditions and water temperature. Oh, and I try to stay away from the crankbaits.

STRUCTURE: The experts I read are always talking about “structure” or “knowing the bottom” (but I’m not going there).

Avian Flu About to Take Wing?

Several weeks ago I posted an overview of the potential threat that the avian flu in Southeast Asia posed to the world population and economy. This post was based on information and interviews I’d gathered from credible sources as part of my regular job. Since this flu is genetically very similar to the deadly 1918 Spanish flu, my report included estimates by the Department of Health and Human Services of 1.7 million deaths in the U.S. alone if avian flu infected and killed the same percentages of Americans as the 1918 pandemic.

At the time of that post, the avian flu virus still needed an autogenic mutation that would allow it to be passed from human to human. There are now reports that this critical mutation may have taken place and the virus has broken out in seven clusters in and around Haiphong in northern Vietnam. You can read “Has the Next Flu Pandemic Started?” along with other updates at this blog, Avian Flu – What We Need to Know, which is devoted to aggregating reports on this virus.

By the way, the magazine article I was editing and referenced in my original post appeared in the April 15 issue of Risk & Insurance magazine and is reprinted in its entirety here. It includes a table showing projected deaths by age group in the U.S. One of the co-authors of that story, Dr. Michael Osterholm (director of the Center for Infectious Disease Research and Policy and a professor of public health at the University of Minnesota), also wrote an article last week for the New England Journal of Medicine describing the critical gaps in our global ability to contain such an outbreak. This article is also on the avian flu site and can be read here.

Keep in mind that the concerns of influenza experts are based on the strong similarities of the avian flu to the 1918 strain and the current logistical handicaps we would face in the event of an outbreak. Projections are still just projections, and the severity of the avian flu strain, if it has mutated, may be less depending on whatever other transformations also may have occurred in the last mutation. As the story in the second link above indicates, those who have been infected so far by presumed human-to-human contact have all recovered, so the strain may not be as lethal as its animal-to-human transmission variant.

That story also points out, however, that the 1918 pandemic also began with relatively mild cases in the spring, but by fall had envolved into a killer. If this topic interests you, I suggest you bookmark the Avian Flu blog.

Closest to the Heart

When the dust had settled,

He took it in His mighty hand,

and squeezed it close together,

and then breathed life into a man.

He saw that one was not enough,

that man alone was just a part,

and so fashioned woman from a rib,

closest to the heart.



That’s why she knows the rhythm,

of the Spirit’s inner work;

her ears hear its direction,

and to its voice she is alert.

Some call it intuition,

when she perceives what God imparts,

but she’s only taken her position,

closest to the heart.



And now each life beginning,

grows from a tiny seed within,

nurtured by her body,

and all the hope that’s placed therein.

For God chose her to be the one,

to give this gift its start,

and to hold it safe against her breast,

closest to the heart.



With Godly counsel and support,

she helps her mate contend,

for by himself he’d be just one,

but she adds the strength of ten.

He’ll love her as he loves himself,

(at least he will if he is smart),

and exalt her second only unto God,

and closest to the heart.



And when her days are golden,

and she’s given all that she’s possessed,

many are the ones,

who’ll rise up and call her blessed.

And when she passes through that gate,

into the place that’s just like home,

they’ll clear a path before her,

and she’ll kneel before His throne.

“Arise my precious daughter,

for I’ve loved you from the start;

come now to the place I’ve made for you,

closest to my heart.”



-JS-



Happy Mother’s Day from the Night Writer.

Hey, Y’all – This Southern Belle is a Peach

One of the coolest things about the blogosphere is the linking and the sometimes surreal “six degrees of separation” experience you can get when, like Alice, you follow the White Rabbit (an Ether Bunny?) through the ‘net.

Today I was going through the referral list of my SiteMeter report when I saw a blog name I hadn’t seen before. I followed that link and read a post there that lead me to another link, which had a post that lead me to a blog called Suburban Blight, written by Kelley, a desperate housewife in Atlanta-burbia.

Good Lord, she makes me laugh, and we can all use that on a regular basis so I recommend you check her out. Visit her blog and help her come up with a name for her new favorite adult beverage, or find out why her young son asked her to wear a bra – and the blog reaction she’s had as a result of that post.

Anyone who enjoys Cathy in the Wright and the rest of The
MAWB Squad
will feel right at home.