Recognizing people when they aren't there.
I've had one of those odd days where I keep thinking I see older versions of people I went to high school with, but on a closer look aren't them. It may be that my subconscious is searching for familiarity in a strange and unfamiliar place. That, or a lot of people (well, not a lot. Maybe five) in the northern DC suburbs bear a resemblance to people I went to high school with. Considering I went to high school less than two hundred miles away, it's perfectly possible.
Other than that, not much in the way of thoughts today. One really interesting thing that happened today was the return of Salam Pax on his blog over at Where is Raed ? For those of you who aren't familiar with Mr. Pax, he's an Iraqi who lives in Baghdad and whose blog offers a unique window on the war on Iraq seen from the viewpoint of someone on the receiving end. A lot of people were worried about him, since his last entry was March 24th, when he presumably lost his internet access. He kept making entries while offline though, and sent them out to a friend on the outside as soon as he could. I really recommend reading him. He's not pretending to be objective, nor is he out to score journalistic or political points. He's just trying to make it another day. Keep on going, Salam. My thoughts and prayers are with you.
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