Oh. My. God.

Words fail me: Thanks to Northern LS for this ridiculous news flash.

Taking bets on the sidelines: Watching PA Fatah forces battle Hamas and imported Iranians in Gaza is unexpected. Even more astonishing is that the international press isn't blaming us...

How do you spell 'tacky'? Haim Ramon, our up-until-this-news-broke Minister of Justice (and there has got to be some irony prize in this), is found guilty of indecent conduct. Most of us cringe at the national embarrassment of this whole thing (hot on the heals of the Katsav investigation); many think that this is an important case for fighting sexual harassment; others think that it is doing women no good at all. But everyone is in agreement that they wouldn't want Ramon's tongue in their mouth.

Another spate of break-ins: Our neighborhood is hit with another round of burglaries. They skip us (our new security measures seem to be working) but try the neighbor's house again. As Gill and I leave the neighborhood before dawn this morning on our way to the train station, we are stopped by mishmar ezrachi (civilian guard), working with the police. More cop cars are stationed in strategic points. Nice to see them trying to do something.

My kitty's too doodlicious for you: Nadine risks a charge of indecent exposure as she lounges on the sofa, showing off her semi-bald belly and trying to con us into patting her. Big is beautiful, but enough is enough. We can't put her on a diet, but we have decided to encourage her to exercise. This should be interesting...