Thursday, January 22, 2009

Oh what a world.

In a world where shrugging off responsibility for our actions and finding someone or something to blame for any unpleasantness that comes our way is in vogue, its a good thing the world has George W. Bush. Otherwise we might actually look at the housing market, the automobile industry, the financial institutions and any other industry looking for a bailout and figure out what went wrong. We might develop long-term solutions instead of quick fixes. We might have corporations with enough corporate, social and human responsibility to try to right the wrongs and build a better system instead of shifting the blame elsewhere and allowing someone else to assume the authority for fixing the problem. 

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Home Sweet Home

After 4.5 months of living like a traveling gypsy minus the arm bracelets and jewel-toned attire, I've finally moved back home in to the house I once disliked, then out right despised but now love dearly. Absence and an uncountable amount of laborious hours truly does make the heart grow fonder.  

Friday, January 16, 2009

Casserole

I've come to think politics are a lot like casseroles, as long as you put a lot of delicious cheese on top, we dont' care what is on the inside, we'll digest it anyway and be happy we ate it. We'll never know it was stuffed with things we don't like.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Boot-Leggin'

After training hard and getting in the best shape of my life I've been derailed by the diagnosis of tendonititis and a 3 week prescription of boot-leggin. While this is minor in the grand ole scheme of things, in my life its sort of "big doings". While boot-leggin, I can not run, swim, bike, or do any of my usual activities which means several of the races in which I was to participate, ranging from the moderately easy pre-season duatahlons to the quasi die-hard nature of a half ironman, have all been wiped from my calendar. While ruining my training and racing schedule, said boot-let is also providing new bothersome pains in my hip, backs, shins and opposite ankle. So for the next few weeks I'll be subsisting on self-pity, my usual dose of sarcasm and a generous helping of anti-inflammatories. 

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Irony

Irony is defined as a feminist working for an institution named MANship.