The Dangerous, Yet ‘Crazy Good’ Tart
My brother has shared an important consumer warning in his blog. Please read Pop Tart Alert, your breakfast safety depends on it.
Camera Shy Cat
It’s a rare thing to catch each of our three cats in the same place at the same time. But some Friday morning rain put them all on the front porch, having had their morning chow, and looking out onto the wet yard.
I walked around back to capture this photo from the end of the porch. Spaz and Kitty stuck around, but Figaro (the black cat) bolted into the open front door where I had just left.Not *that* W!
The Washington Post today had an article saying that some baseball fans of Washington’s new team, The Nationals, are choosing the alternate ‘DC’ logo hat rather than the standard ‘W’ logo version to avoid wearing the nickname of America’s worst President on their cap.
Nonsense I say!
When it comes to being a cap-wearing baseball fan, I’m pretty new to the club. And I’m a wishy-washy sort of fan who will swap caps as quickly as my whim suits me. The Cubs are hanging in at #1 on my noggin, and I got excited enough about the Red Sox amazing season last year to get a cap. But it’s hard not to root for the home team, especially when they’re winning, and so the Nats are climbing my list and I have a new Nats hat in my skull’s wardrobe. I wasn’t unaware that I’d be walking around with a ‘W’ on my head, but I won’t sacrifice a letter of the alphabet to that goof, never!
Certainly, years from now, right-wing revisionists will seek to rename the city of Washington after their ‘Dubya’, just as they renamed Washington National Airport for the Gipper. But today, anyone who looks at the red ‘W’ cap on my head and takes it as any indication of support for the President is stupider than he is. Besides, I’ve found my red hat opens doors with the red hat ladies!
In D.C., ‘W’ Spells More Than Baseball
Washington Post, 7/5/05
4th of July
I love the 4th of July. I love the way that it reminds us about how our country was founded, and the Democratic principles it was founded upon. I find it very appropriate that the 4th of July should be a holiday mixed with politics, as it encourages participation in our government. This year my kids and I once again marched with local Democrats in the Dale City Virginia 4th of July Parade.
We were there to march in support of Hilda Barg, our local candidate for Delegate. But it turned out that Dale City’s parade was THE place to be for candidates from both sides. Both the Democratic and Republican tickets for Governor and Lt. Governor were in the parade. Virginia is a large state. That they all chose Prince William County as the place to start their 4th of July is something I take as a telling sign of them importance of winning here in November is to the outcome of the election.
Recently I have a much greater appreciation of the importance of being involved locally. In college I studied International Relations, and most of my previous campaign work has been at the national or statewide level. But as I have gotten older, I have felt a need to look more closely at my own state, local and neighborhood governments, and to get involved where I can. The 4th of July reminds us why.Travel Diaries: Copenhagen
Twenty years ago today I was in Copenhagen. Fun to read now how I was recognizing the feelings I was having for Jenny, who of course I was far from knowing would one day be my wife.
| July 2 / CopenhagenSkipped the city tour in order to sleep late. Went to McDonalds and walked around a bit despite a hangover. Jimmy and I bought t-shirts and headed back to the hotel. Showered and got myself all together again. Ate an all you can eat buffet dinner which was great and then went to Tivoli (‘I Love It’ spelled backwards), a fantastic amusement part with lit up trees and great rides [doodle of the ride called ‘The Flying Carpet’]. Stayed up late talking in the stairwell with Jenny and I’m finding myself more and more attached to this girl. Pull yourself together Chris! Played a few games of backgammon with Ted and met a few folks from one of the other AESU groups. |
Guest Cat: Lefty
Lefty belongs to some friends of ours. He has a deformed left foot that forces him into an awkward looking hobble when walking. Lefty likes to lurk in the shadows like a Quasimodo cat, and doesn’t like having his picture taken.
Tasteless Jokes
When camping recently with two friends and our four 12-year old sons, we found ourselves around a campfire, enjoying some smores, and sharing some laughs. But as I struggled to think of age-appropriate jokes, I was frustrated to realize how few I could recall. It seems my joke catalog has thinned, and the few that came to mind would have gotten me in trouble with their moms had I shared them with our boys.
Then I thought of a few…
What’s easier to load, a truckload of crates, or a truckload of dead babies?
Dead babies, you can use a pitchfork.
What do you call a guy with no arms and no legs in the middle of the ocean?
Bob
In each case, I knew I was remembering only a couple of what were many jokes of the same theme, and I knew I could count on the fact that I’d have an easy time finding them all online. And so I did. Enjoy, and don’t blame me if you’re easily offended. They are tasteless jokes, but I find them funny.
My Flickr Badge
The new cool thing to do on Flickr seems to be to make yourself an unofficial Flickr Badge, an online credential for Flickr photographers, and a mini biography, cv, or whatever you make it to be. Then share it with the Flickr Badge Group.
OK, I’m in. Fun.
Dave Matthews Band
Sal & Jen on the lawn at Nissan for The Dave Matthews Band. It was a great show, followed by crowded chaos on the attempt to exit. We couldn’t have asked for a nicer mild summer evening. They were joined onstage for a couple of numbers by Robert Randolph, who I never heard of before but now know to be a rockin’ steel guitar player. A good time all around.
Rappahannock River Trip
We caught some fish, we ran some rapids, and when we had to we got out of the boats and dragged them across the rocky bottom. It was a great way to spend three days covering 14 miles of the Rapidan and Rappahannock rivers.
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