Friday, August 31, 2012
-- Milan Kundera
I feel appropriately chastised now.
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Did you all see this last night? Can anyone explain this without referring to alien abduction of Democrats?
"I speak for the tree trolleys!" -- Lorax X.
Imagine it, SF: mobile parklets with trees! And wifi!! If it also baked artisanal macarons and had wine on tap, I'd move in.
So, read the article at the link and start building.
Saturday, August 25, 2012
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Thursday, August 16, 2012
Mother: No, he's 15 months.
toddx: So young!
(steps off elevator)
toddx: (internal monologue) Don't talk to those people again until they start measuring age in years like normal people. And, next time, wait for the Adults Only elevator. Where's my cocktail? (grumble) Kids! (grumble)
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Is it my silence? My anger? My imprisonment or death? You see, I have to take your positions and extrapolate out to the most extreme possibilities because you are aligning yourself with extremists. Their methods are subtle, their packaging slick, but their goals are clear: they want to eradicate my rights, my ability to petition for those rights, and (in the extreme cases) they even want to eradicate my very existence.
This is unacceptable to me.
My friend Shawn runs a bookstore, raises several foster children, and finds time to cultivate a loving relationship. I don't know how he does it. But why would you deny his efforts? Why would you want to make things harder for him? Just because he is gay? He's a hero to these kids. He's a martyr to the community--as is anyone striving to keep books available to the world. And he's a role model for anyone who aims to balance family, work, and a remarkable sense of humor about it all.
What, I ask, has he done to you?
Your right to free speech is, for me, an absolute right. Say and write whatever you want. But, this great democracy of ours is a forum--of ideas and speech that clash, contradict, and collaborate. When you write or speak your mind, I will ask you to contemplate your speech, consider its meaning, evaluate my speech, and, if I've been persuasive, reconsider your ideas in light of mine (and I'll do the same). Perhaps, in this context, you might even change your mind. Who knows? I may even change one or two of my positions. Crazier things have happened.
I'm not being Pollyanna about this. Information affects us. Relationships change us. I don't think it's too much to ask that you think about the actions you take and the votes you will cast that will have a disproportionately harmful impact on me--and people like me and people quite different from me and people you will never meet.
Because, you see, I won't change my mind about this. The anti-gay sentiment among conservatives is just wrong. I cannot support any politician or political party that seeks to diminish rights, remove rights, scapegoat a minority, or villainize a people in order to score political points or further a negative or anti-democratic agenda. Politics should not lessen us but should enable us to be greater together than we can be separately.
I hope you can join me.
Monday, August 13, 2012
Here's something to put in the "We're Doomed" file. I'm not a fan of popcorn, but this paragraph concerns me:
Diacetyl, already linked to lung damage in people who work in microwave popcorn factories, is also used to produce the distinctive buttery flavor and aroma of margarines, snack foods, candy, baked goods, pet foods, and even some chardonnays.
Um, Chardonnays? CHARDONNAYS?!! They're messing with the wine! Ok, who am I kidding? I rarely drink Chards and I surely don't drink ones with fake butter flavoring. But, for those of you buying your cheap wine at Wal-Mart, take note: that Two Buck Chuck is killing you.
Seriously, stop eating chemicals if you can, drink Pinot Noir, and unplug your microwave oven. Just sit back and sip while the world melts. And don't worry about being depressed by all this. Chances are something else will give you Alzheimer's, so you will have forgotten about all this by then.
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Posted by: melvin | Aug 11, 2012 2:20:50 PM
Friday, August 10, 2012
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
The photo above shows the desserts that were available on one day, on one floor, within 50 feet of my office. And I'm sure I missed something. Oh, yeah, the treadmill. That's what I missed. #winning
Pictured above: Snickerdoodles, chocolate cake, and peanut butter cookies
Not pictured: my Lipitor prescription
Friday, August 3, 2012
Thursday, August 2, 2012
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
UPDATE: It's been brought to my attention that some quotes are taken out of context. Reading the context, I can see the point, but I also see that the so-called religious foundations of America are a much grayer area than contemporary evangelicals would like to admit.