This is a letter to my friends. You know who you are. The ripped off. The disenfrachised. You fight the good fight every day. You're tired, you're scared. I read what you write. I'm glad for it. You do important work. You say things that need to be said and people are listening. You are making a difference.
I just want to say, make sure you keep an eye on a few important things. There still are more good people in the world than bad. The bad ones just get more press. Enjoy the things that make life worth living. A walk thru the woods on a chilly morning. The cupholder on your riding lawnmower. The feeling you get when someone flirts with you. Or how about the feelng you get when your babies hug you when you tuck them in for the night.
November will see big changes. Rest assured. People are ready for a regime change. So, try not to let it get you down. Eat a really decadant dessert and go watch Red Green. And remember, I'm pulling for ya. We're all in this together. Patience. Our time is near. Much love.
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Sunday, April 02, 2006
I'm Still Alive
It's been a week since my last post, so I wanted to let the couple of friends that I have out there know that I am still kicking. Of course, those friends of mine have been very busy, and I have been paying close attention to their exploits, so they know I am still around.
School is taking alot of my time, but mostly I find that there are so many kindred spirits out there who are so much more talented than I am, that I am inclined to leave the political debate to them. Just plugging in to their genius recharges my batteries.
Spring is here in force, now. We had a very mild winter, but spring still is a welcome relief. Fishing season opened yesterday. Must get out there this year. Most importantly, the Red Sox open their regular season in Texas tomorrow. I have high hopes for this season, but there are alot of newcomers. You never know how a player will react to the atmosphere in Boston. They have certainly improved on paper defensively and ,though I expect their offensive numbers to be down significantly this season, their pitching should keep them in it. Toronto looks to compete in the division this season. The AL East will be tough again. I don't believe that the wildcard will come from the east. The World Champion White Sox still look like the team to beat.
Should be able to do some golfing soon. I really suck at it and I only get out a couple of times a year, but I enjoy it.
I am hoping to intern this summer in a rural area and spend the summer camping. Our family loves camping. The more backwoods, the better. I love to come home from work to dinner cooked over the open fire. Summers work out great with my wife being a teacher and me having to travel.
So, did you see the number of protestors that came out for the immigration legislation? How do we generate that kind of an antiwar protest? I think most of us are afraid that an organized protest would become some kind of hippie-fest that wouldn't be taken seriously. There has to be some way to bring pressure to bear on the warmongers. I haven't been able to figure out a way to be heard. Well, I'll just keep paying attention and bitching.
How long do you think we can fight a war with no clear exit strategy without implementing the draft? Do you think that eventually people will stop volunteering, or are the Bush corporate welfare strategies designed to produce a larger pool of people with few other alternatives? Pretty clever, in a "sometimes I wish there were a hell" kind of way. How does someone who deserves so little, have so much?
This is what happens when I neglect to post for a long period of time. I ramble nonsense. Trying to cover too much ground, too quickly. I know that my friends will forgive me, and will be happy just to know I have not landed in Guantonamo Bay. To all others, I offer my sincere apologies. Until next time, much love.
School is taking alot of my time, but mostly I find that there are so many kindred spirits out there who are so much more talented than I am, that I am inclined to leave the political debate to them. Just plugging in to their genius recharges my batteries.
Spring is here in force, now. We had a very mild winter, but spring still is a welcome relief. Fishing season opened yesterday. Must get out there this year. Most importantly, the Red Sox open their regular season in Texas tomorrow. I have high hopes for this season, but there are alot of newcomers. You never know how a player will react to the atmosphere in Boston. They have certainly improved on paper defensively and ,though I expect their offensive numbers to be down significantly this season, their pitching should keep them in it. Toronto looks to compete in the division this season. The AL East will be tough again. I don't believe that the wildcard will come from the east. The World Champion White Sox still look like the team to beat.
Should be able to do some golfing soon. I really suck at it and I only get out a couple of times a year, but I enjoy it.
I am hoping to intern this summer in a rural area and spend the summer camping. Our family loves camping. The more backwoods, the better. I love to come home from work to dinner cooked over the open fire. Summers work out great with my wife being a teacher and me having to travel.
So, did you see the number of protestors that came out for the immigration legislation? How do we generate that kind of an antiwar protest? I think most of us are afraid that an organized protest would become some kind of hippie-fest that wouldn't be taken seriously. There has to be some way to bring pressure to bear on the warmongers. I haven't been able to figure out a way to be heard. Well, I'll just keep paying attention and bitching.
How long do you think we can fight a war with no clear exit strategy without implementing the draft? Do you think that eventually people will stop volunteering, or are the Bush corporate welfare strategies designed to produce a larger pool of people with few other alternatives? Pretty clever, in a "sometimes I wish there were a hell" kind of way. How does someone who deserves so little, have so much?
This is what happens when I neglect to post for a long period of time. I ramble nonsense. Trying to cover too much ground, too quickly. I know that my friends will forgive me, and will be happy just to know I have not landed in Guantonamo Bay. To all others, I offer my sincere apologies. Until next time, much love.
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