August 2008 Archives
After being on vacation all last week, and then coming home to a very full work week (the one that ended on Friday), WhatsHerName and I really needed a vacation-like fun-time event. Last night fit the bill. We had a couple of couples over, with their kids, and sat on the back deck and barbecued chicken and drank some beers. Oh, the kids didn't drink the beers. This, my friends, was just what the doctor ordered.
What is it about hanging out in a purposefully leisurely fashion with good friends that seems to make all the stoopid stuff in your life go away, at least for a little while? Is it the fact that you can get totally lost from the irritations of your day-to-day existence when you have people over that are not part of the drudgery of the every-day toil? Is it because you have the chance to focus on others, and not the fact that your grass really needs cutting, or some similar detrius?
No.
It's the beer. I think.
This is not the behavior of mature adults.
What is it about hanging out in a purposefully leisurely fashion with good friends that seems to make all the stoopid stuff in your life go away, at least for a little while? Is it the fact that you can get totally lost from the irritations of your day-to-day existence when you have people over that are not part of the drudgery of the every-day toil? Is it because you have the chance to focus on others, and not the fact that your grass really needs cutting, or some similar detrius?
No.
It's the beer. I think.
This is not the behavior of mature adults.
Here's a link to a BBC article.
I remember reading the "Gulag Archipelago" in 8th grade, what for me seems like a 100 years ago, but is really only 33.
That book had a ridiculously powerful effect on me. It made me aware of the rights that we have in America that nobody had in the Soviet Union, the rights that keep us in control of our government rather than the other way around.
Reading this book made me anxious to vote.
Vote this November. Please. Vote, for somebody.
I remember reading the "Gulag Archipelago" in 8th grade, what for me seems like a 100 years ago, but is really only 33.
That book had a ridiculously powerful effect on me. It made me aware of the rights that we have in America that nobody had in the Soviet Union, the rights that keep us in control of our government rather than the other way around.
Reading this book made me anxious to vote.
Vote this November. Please. Vote, for somebody.
When your translation software fails, and you speak Chinese, this is what gets printed on the english version of your sign.
Priceless.
