This is one to watch: Medical-pot fight goes to justices. Not that it affects me in any way. Just curious.

It's no surprise to my friends that when we go to a diner for lunch I order a grilled cheese (white bread, American cheese) and a chocolate milkshake. Some even call it the "Ellen Special." Anyway, I'm going to have to look more closely now that I've read this article. And is it just me or shouldn't the winner's name be Golden Calf instead of Golden Palace. Not that the Virgin Mary would have had anything to do with either. I'm not sure who's crazier - the Florida woman who's kept a grilled cheese sandwich for 10 years - or the Vegas casion that paid $28,000 for it.

I keep telling my dad he should write a book. Not sure how similar the circumstances are concerning the latest unsafe drug to be pulled from the market but for some reason I keep hearing my dad say "thalidomide." All the talk around Vioxx just seems so familiar.

I slept in the middle of our bed for the first time since Kevin died. It felt weird. But also okay at the same time. I keep hearing his voice in my head, and he's repeating a line from a movie he and I watched every time it was on - which was probably about once a week. "Get busy living, or get busy dying" - from Shawshank Redemption. The latter isn't an option so I want to start figuring out what I'm going to do about the former.

My outrage over what's happening in Iraq is more and more giving into something else. I haven't figured out the right word for it yet but sickening comes close. How in God's name did more people voted for Bush -- oh never mind. There's a lot of time to figure it out these next four years.

I still haven't accepted Kevin's death - not sure when or if I ever will. One thing I do know. I'm starting to get really angry about it. The whole entire thing pisses me off -- the anger scares me more than the sadness. For those of you who have seen me angry - you know what I'm talking about. Nothing more dangerous than a woman in her early 40s of Irish-Russian descent. Temper? Who me?

Declare bankruptcy, become head of the US Conference of Catholic Bishops. Why not? Catholic Church and bankruptcy just sort of rolls right off the tongue, don't it?

Arafat or CSI: NY? You make the call. A CBS producer made the wrong one when Arafat died and was fired for it. Apparently everyone was outraged. It just takes some people longer to get there than others I guess.

While the Chicago Tribune makes it's case against FCC influence on broadcasting decisions (registration required), they fail to make the essential point. The FCC won't go after Saving Private Ryan broadcasters even if it felt standards were violated.

The key difference between Saving Private Ryan and Stern, Jackson, Bono, et al? There's no sex or sex appeal anywhere near the war movie. So no one at the FCC's gonna get their knickers all in a twist over it. Trust me.

Vaccines May Nearly End Cervical Cancer. Headlines don't get much better than that.

Does anyone doubt that Ashcroft stepped down from DOJ to prepare himself for the Senate confirmation hearing on his all but guaranteed appointment to the Supreme Court? He's already come out swinging by accusing 'Activist' judges of putting the nation's security at risk. Oh the next four years promise to be full ones.

I've been in a serious state of suspended animation waiting for the last state to fall. Now that Iowa has gone to Bush - let the next four years of outrage begin!

Democrats are wondering where we go from here. I have a suggestion. Target the poster boys of the "moral values" corps and do some real investigating. Dig up what surely must be a closetful of skeletons. Here's who should be on the top 5 list: Tom Delay, Karl Rove, Ken Mehlman, Andrew Card and the number one target? Grover Norquist.

Norquist reminds me of the big spider in Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. He spins his web from a small room in the Capitol Building and chaired the weekly meetings of the "right wing conspiracy" planners - no lie. For his latest sputum (in Thursday's Reliable Source):

Many wonder what it will take to restore social civility to Washington, to get Republicans and Democrats mingling again. Rock-ribbed Republican Grover Norquist, president of Americans for Tax Reform, proffered a solution, telling us that Democrats must accept the finality of their powerlessness. "Once the minority of House and Senate are comfortable in their minority status, they will have no problem socializing with the Republicans. Any farmer will tell you that certain animals run around and are unpleasant, but when they've been fixed, then they are happy and sedate. They are contented and cheerful. They don't go around peeing on the furniture and such." Norquist assured us that he meant neutered "psychologically" and his metaphor was "facetious." Of course: Let the healing begin.

Do you think I could start the Outrage Party?

There really are no words for how I'm feeling the Day After.One good thing - plenty of outrage fodder for my blog for the next four years.

Business Week may have had a good timeline to follow for tonight's coverage but I think I'll stay focused on The Daily Show. (Thanks for the link PJ)

What to Watch on Election Night. Thanks for breaking it down Business Week. Appreciate the assist.

Monty Python said it years ago in Life of Brian. Now science claims that looking on the bright side of life keeps death at bay. Now they tell me. Not that Kevin ever would have considered the notion. I can just see him rolling his eyes as he reads the headline. I miss him.

Every day there is evidence of the police state we are living in. Here's another example: Deputy tackles, arrests journalist for photographing voters. (Thanks for the link JB). When will America wake up and get rid of the regime tthat's allowed this to happen in the land of the free and the brave? Tomorrow I hope. I hope. I hope.