…and here’s where it gets confusing
If America weren’t confused enough about the state of the economy, it now is completely lost. The cognitive dissonance is so thick, Michael Phelps is thinking about training in it for 2012. Let’s do...
Monthly Archive: September 2008
Old and tired forever
There used to be a time when I would return from an epic trip across the country with friends and write out every single detail of the experience. It’s now been 36 hours since...
Post Bail-out Vote Shopping list
I’m not much of a reactionary, but after spending the day in close consultation with people much smarter than me, I’ve built the following shopping list. Bottle water Canned tuna 20 pounds rice 50...
Tragic decades and the marketing response
Rush Limbaugh is a genius. I’ll let that sink in for a moment. There. Rush Limbaugh is almost single-handedly responsible for teaching a generation of partisans how to think about politics. It’s actually pretty...
Then and now with our fearless enabler
THE PRESIDENT THEN “At this moment, America’s highest economic need is higher ethical standards–standards enforced by strict laws and upheld by responsible business leaders.” —George W. Bush, July 9, 2002 “We are making broad...
Igor’s bumper sticker
Around these parts, an Obama bumper sticker will get you a funny look and your car keyed. I saw one today when I picked up my kid from his 4K program. It’s like seeing...
And I’m the degenerate gambler?
So, if we listen to the talking heads, we apparently have two choices (and you smart people feel free to correct me if I’m wrong here)… 1) We don’t bail out the gamblers and...
Friday Mental Massage: Clown edition
(Running around with arms flailing in the air) I’m a freak! I’m a freak! I’m your clown! Laugh, monkey, laugh! Exclamation point! That was my last post on my Twitter account. It drew several...
Dust storm perspective
Every time I start whining about how much I have to work or how dissatisfied I am with what I’m doing, I think about my buddy Daly. Here’s a picture he posted today of...
Friday Mental Massage: 1,000
When I posted Hope, still yesterday, I did so in a hurry. As mentioned several times here, I’m one week into a grueling work project that has required two 24-hour shifts and several other...
Hope, still
If you are not a long-time reader, you might not know I’ve been posting this picture nearly every year. For some reason, it still looks like hope to me.
Friday Mental Massage: Looking ahead
One of my fellow suburban warriors gets a light in his eye when he finds the much-fabled “something to look forward to.” The bad grammar aside, it’s a suburban warrior’s second reason for getting...
Leo
Twenty-four hours from now, I’ll be jumping into nearly three weeks of non-stop work. I doubt I’ll get much done otherwise. Yesterday, with no real stories to tell and an hour to kill between...