snappy dialog rings true,
dad-to-be steps up.
finds meaning in fatherhood -
touching in its way.
I like Barak Obama, but I also recognize that a portion of that affection is something of a projection on my part (as I suppose most political affiliation is.)
I think that Barak has the intelligence to recognize the value of bipartisanship. I'm not too moved by "hope" and "change". I'd rather a candidate was expressing the hard choices that we have to make such as John McCain has regarding the Bush administration's war policies or Mike Huckabee when he describes our foreign policy as "arrogant".
Overall, I like intelligence as a prerequisite to elected office. However, academic and author Shelby Steele says that Barak may be unable to nail down what "hope" and "change" really mean. Mr. Steele (author of A Bound Man: Why We Are Excited About Obama and Why He Can't Win) suggests that blacks fall in to two bold categories, the bargainers and the challengers.
Diet isn't really that difficult. Eating right isn't that complicated.
Author Michael Pollan offers some simple advice for would-be right eaters. It's really just three rules: "Eat food. Not too much. Mostly plants."
I trimmed up a little indoor tree recently. Had so much fun doing it that I decided to study Ikebana, Japanese flower arranging.
The plants in this Ikebana all come from my garden including the poinsettias (that were otherwise thrashed by the wind storm on Christmas Eve) and the fireworks shaped leaves that come from a plant with no name.
This Ikebana went on a Christmas dinner table, though without the blue plastic cup that was used only to lift it up into the light for this picture.
Not much, but a good start.
This is the entry in which the blogger will define the intent of the blog. However this always changes dramatically by about the fifth entry and so I won't make any promises at this point.
What I can say however is that my China trip's numerous articles will be housed here, as will my present pictures of Santa Monica beaches. I like to take pictures and add snappy captions, so I guess that's what this blog will be, at least until I get some other creative idea in which case this entry will be moot.
Three hundred Spartans
battle a Persian drag queen
with gallons of blood.
Ewww, eyeballs in hands.
Who said this was for the kids?
A cross-country trip
full of broken dreams promotes
These guys were testing themselves,
to see who could dress the most uniquely.