Friday Night's Alright

A long day yet not too hectic. I spent over 2 hours at the salon getting my hair done - cut and highlights. It's time well spent.

I watched the briefing about the details of al-Zarqawi's capture. The reporters covering the Pentagon are almost as vapid as the White House reporters. I guess they just truly don't know how downright silly the questions they ask are to ordinary people outside of Washington, D.C.

The best part is the news that al-Zarqawi was alive, barely, when the soldiers found him. He was able to see it was the coalition forces and Iraqi police capturing him and moved slightly on the gurney the soldiers placed him on. Yes, he was placed on a gurney for possible medical treatment by soldiers even though he lopped off the heads of innocent humans with abandon. He is roasting in a special place in that hot spot now. All but the most elitist, defeatist whiners know it was a good day.

Tomorrow I look forward to lunch with my oldest girlfriend. We grew up together in Shreveport and were best friends in elementary school. Turns out she moved to Houston about 20 years ago and we live very similar lives. Traveling men, only children - her son is a year older than mine - and all that stuff. It is so cool renewing and maintaining this relationship. She works downtown for a big, international law firm so I get all the business scoop, too. Her office building is across the street from the old Enron building.

Girls just want to have fun. I hope you are planning some tomorrow, too!