So it was my last day of vacation. I had just finished a book and wanted a book that was not too deep nor too long. My goal was to sleep and read, read and sleep. I guess that I judged this book by its cover in one of my “to read” piles of books. End of Story
“We came, we saw, he died”
Secretary of State Hilary Clinton (Democrat)
I happened to catch some of Sean Hannity’s radio show this afternoon. He had as a guest long-time Democrat strategist and spokesman Lanny Davis. Sean had devilish intentions of busting the chops of Davis about President Obama’s poll numbers and suggesting that just about any Republican candidate could win in 2012. Davis differed on that and suggested that only Romney had the right stuff to challenge Obama (I have to admit to being leery about the Democrat’s consistent position, almost a longing, to have Romney be the Republican nominee).
Apparently the cooking/herb theme for murder mysteries is a booming business. The latest that I read is by a woman of Amish descent, Tamar Myers. Though in my opinion not in the league of the Chyna Bayles or Hanna Swensen Custard’s Last Stand 
Consider this headline:
The “alleged shooter, Arid Uka, is described as a “a 21-year-old ethnic Albanian whose family moved to Germany from Kosovo,(and) had an “Islamist” motivation for firing at U.S. Air Force personnel.” I may have my history wrong, but President William Jefferson Clinton got us involved in Kosovo on the side of the Muslims. Once control was wrested from the government (I know that Milosovic was a “bad” guy) the Christian churches started burning down and atrocities committed against those not practicing the Muslim religion. At some point, perhaps, authorities will put the puzzle pieces together that, perhaps, a preponderance of evidence, perhaps, exists that since there are so many Muslim “lone wolves” out there that, perhaps, they should no longer be considered lone wolves even though there is not a paper trail linking the wolves.
As a person who likes working in my yard, digging around and striking something is not unusual in that my “soil” beneath the one inch of topsoil is rocks mixed with clay. My dull thunk when I dig is a piece of rock. Paula Holliday, a professional Gardener, heard the familiar dull sound, but when she dug around she became embroiled in a 30 year old murder mystery. Pushing Up Daisies
I read a book many years ago by Bill Bryson where he detailed a trip hiking a portion of the Appalachian Trail. One thing that stuck with me was that sometimes hikers happen to find “trail magic” or some unexpected treat. I’d like to coin a new phrase “discount book magic.” I have had to fortune to find some pretty interesting books for as little as a dollar. The Alienist’s
Whether you want to call it a “war on terror” as George W. Bush would or an “overseas contingency operation” as our current president prefers, we are at war. At least those who are waging battle against us are at war. I am not sure that politicians in Washington are at war or that the general public quite feels the war. This war almost came home to us again on Christmas Day with a Nigerian terrorist.
Joanne Fluke’s
I am catching up on the Hannah Swensen murder mysteries and in the latest, Hannah Swensen discovers the dead body of a long-lost relative of her business partner. Gus took off when he was very young only to return decades later. Gus had a lot of enemies and when he found himself stabbed in the heart, a lot of past grievances are revealed including a unique tattoo that many of the women of the town knew about.
