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| Nate and I had the good fortune to spend some time in Maine last week. On Friday it rained pretty much all day at Acadia National Park, where we were camping. Rather than hiking in the rain or sitting in our tent, we decided to take a drive up the coast. Our destination was the easternmost point in the United States; West Quoddy Head Lighthouse.
I have signed up for a Flickr acct. I will be posting the rest of my Acadia photos there. I'll post a note when the images are loaded.
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| It's been a while. I hope a few readers find their way back here.
My brother, Mark, is getting married this coming July and I got to know my soon-to-be-sis a little better this week. These are just a few of the things I learned:
She is a bit of a pyro, just like me.
She gets regular sinus/allergy headaches/infections, just like me.
She pronounces the word s'mores with a "sh"... sh'mores, most definitely NOT like me.
I discovered all 3 of these things as we cooked hot dogs over a bonfire built from 3 years worth of drafts from Mark's dissertation and other published papers. The stack stood just over 3' high and took about 3 hours to burn down to 3" of ashes ... Closure for Mark and fire, fire, FIRE for the rest of us. It was an excellent afternoon.
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| There are many things in the world more worthy of my attention. It's just a game; entertainment; a diversion, but I am still just numb at the Cubs post-season performance. I can't explain in any meaningful words the disappointment I feel.
The savvy reader will realize that I am posting this while the third game is still in progress, so while there is still a chance that they will have a late game rally, I have accepted the worst.
I am starting to say goodbye to the season. This year was supposed to be the "next year" we wax about. Steve Goodman said it like this:
what do you expect,
When you raise up a young boy's hopes
And then just crush 'em like so many paper beer cups.
Year after year ...
after year ...
after year ...
after year, after year, after year, after year
'Til those hopes are just so much popcorn
for the pigeons beneath the 'L' tracks to eat Eat up, my winged friends. I don't wish to carry these hopes any longer.
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| of mildly interesting things that have happened in the last few days:
1) I hit a skunk at 5:30 am on Bartlett Road
2) We made the final payment on the skunk-killing car
3) I bought a dutch oven with which I will create wonderful meals outdoors
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| It's a messy business, politics. Especially during campaign season. Too many moderate votes are swayed by slick words and carefully crafted images. Millions of dollars are invested to build personas; millions more to tear them down.
Lets stick to the issues. Here is a quiz that might help kick-start the critical thinking process:
VoteMatch quiz
It includes candidates from the following parties:
Democratic
Republican
Libertarian
Independent
Green
Socialist
Constitution
Party for Socialism and Liberation
Can you imagine what elections would be like if people voted based on issues and not on image; If people voted not to oppose another candidate, but to stand up for their own?
And please, let's not forget, God is still in control ... whether your candidate wins or not. | | |
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