Contrast, Thy Name is Obama

Whenever President Bush or Secretary Rumsfeld or Secretary Rice went to Iraq, it had to be a surprise. With the greatest military force in the world, and the most sophisticated personal security force in the world, our muckety-mucks couldn't go to our latest imperial outpost in the clear because it was too dangerous. I may be wrong about Rice and Rumsfeld, but I'm almost positive every trip George Bush made to Iraq was cloaked in secrecy and was announced by the media as "a surprise visit".

Today President Obama thedwse shdue snxn... sorry. I still get a bit teary when I say or type "President Obama." He and Michelle did a surprise visit of their own today, to an elementary school. Two big questions: 1) While the president was reading to the children, was Joe Biden in an undisclosed location instructing NORAD to continue its terrorism drill scenarios, and 2) How cool is that President Obama's first "Surprise Visit" was to a school in Washington D.C.

Was it all a crass photo op? Maybe, but I doubt it. Based on the campaign, and Obama's ability to construct coherent sentences on his own and express his views in controlled and uncontrolled situations, I gotta think he can make his own mind up.

On a slightly related note, Tom Daschle screwed up, he screwed up big, and if he's done something illegal, he should be tried and maybe go to jail. The administration was right to not stand behind him, and he was right to withdraw his name. But just think, had this been the Bush administration, Daschle's conversative doppleganger would be defended vociferously and, were the crime sufficiently horrible, probably end up with the Presidential Medal of Freedom.

A while ago I said (by the way, this is Bob, not Monique) this blog wouldn't be political. So, I slipped a bit, k? We had freezing fog last night, it's weirdly still out there, and the deer and turkeys are hanging around together like they did last winter. I love this place!

Birdhouses and

Yesterday afternoon we met some friends at Red's in Kalispell for an early dinner and drinks. I'm not a real social creature, and I'm definitely not a "let's get drinks" guy. And I'm horrible at talking (shouting) over loud music or a blaring TV. But I had fun yesterday with Monique, Martha, Chris, and Karen.

Today as Monique took the ornaments off the outdoor Christmas trees, I built a birdhouse from a cedar fence plank. I was slow -- I meant deliberate -- and the house turned out great. We'll put it on the cottonwood by the river, and hopefully a bird couple will like it.

The wild turkeys are hanging out with the deer again, which is fun to see. The raccoons are also active again -- lost another suet block to the handy little twerps. I don't want to deny them food, but if just left to the chickadees, nuthatches, and woodpeckers, a block of suet would probably last a month. One raccoon can take the whole block with him/her in one night. And it's hung on a branch that isn't exactly accessible. I take down the bird seed feeder nightly, but it's not practical to take the suet out of the aspen every day.

We don't have quite this much snow anymore, but winter's not over, and this was a great sunny day.