And since I'm griping more than commenting, who do I have to [schmooze] to get my modest blog linked from here? There are dozens listed to your left, but four years of commentary at United Possums International and six years of commenting here at ScrappleFace still leaves me out in the cold. Am I not worthy?

Sigh...more new gizmos to contend with. I had to create yet another online account to post here, and they didn't even tell me how to post my mug shot in case anyone hasn't seen it at the post office yet. I guess I can look forward to the volume of junk -emails for weight-loss and gential-stiffening drugs to increase by another magnitude since I had to offer my e-mail up yet again to this latest fad site.

I had something germane to say about Ms. Sotomayor, but between the fun of re-registering to comment and my early onslaught Alzheimer's, relevance to the subject at hand is history.

Oh, yeah. It had something to do with this: if life experiences make one an "empathetic" expert with especial wisdom, then Osama Bamalama should appoint me the Czar of Race Relations, because I grew up white refuting the racist traditions of my environment.

Also, can a wise Latina woman can give me a better recipe for huevos rancheros than the one I have?