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Total US troop deaths in Iraq to date (09/01/07) since 03/20/03: 3739

From 05/02/03 through 06/28/04: 718

From 06/29/04 through 01/30/05: 579

From 01/31/05 through 12/14/05: 715

From 12/15/05 through 01/31/07: 933

From 02/01/07: 653

(Sources: US Dept. of Defense, Iraq Coalition Casualty Count)

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Friday, December 17, 2004
 
WHERE AM I GOING, WHERE HAVE I BEEN? Basically, who cares? I realize my rate of postings here leaves a little to be desired (*cough*), but, well, all the bookish gossip I might link to is already handled in splendid fashion by such stalwarts as Moorish Girl, Moby Lives, and Maud Newtown, so, please, click on their links (see left menu) any time you please. I mean, I really don't have much to offer myself in that regard, other than to tell you that this year I finally managed to get to three of this decade-so-far's Highly Touted Debut Novels, and here's what I thought of them: White Teeth: Tremendous fun! Fizzing with energy! The limp ending scarcely tainted my enjoyment! Everything is Illuminated: What rubbish! Has any young author's ambitions ever been so poorly served by his actual writing ability?! Since when does strained dialect "humor" constitute cultural commentary?! And has the author ever been laid (ridiculous cosmic-comedy sex scenes suggest not)?! The Lovely Bones: Printed Prozac! Fuzzy bromides! One-heaven-fits-all pseudo-spiritual insights! Narrative breaks down into utter boredom before the 100-page mark! Inexcusable Hollywood ending (literally: she stole it from Ghost)! Awkward osteo-imagery!