Monday, July 02, 2007

I just love this picture


The Cubs are on a winning streak and play the Nationals tomorrow at 6:05. Then the Marlins play the Padres, and it's televised here at 9:05. That means I get to start the evening watching the Cubs gain on Milwaukee and end it by gazing upon my beloved, future Hall of Famer Greg Maddux.

I know that explaining my future baseball TV viewing habits makes for a lame post. But doesn't that photo redeem it? (I know I wanted to see it again.)

Not about Scooter Libby

The blogosphere and cable TV are abuzz about the commutation, but except that I'm surprised by the timing, I must admit I don't care. On a purely human level, I don't even mind. Scooter Libby risked everything to take one for the team. He lied to protect Bush, Cheyney and Rove. In a way, it's kinda nice to see they aren't going to let him twist in the wind.

Which is not to say that I haven't found the last 6 years enormously, profoundly disappointing.

I finally got a chance to watch the PBS/Tavis Smiley Presidential Debate and was struck by all the issues that were covered. Subjects I don't believe I've heard this President talk about in depth, nor within the framework of his faith: Race, poverty, AIDS here at home, economic disparity, Katrina, outsourcing jobs and the crisis in Darfur. With the exception of Kucinich and Gravel, I realized I could be pleased and proud to have any one of those Democrats as my next President.

Instead we have a President who is pleased and proud to have appointed the judges who helped overturn Brown v. Board of Education.

Who allows Iraq to suck all the oxygen out of the atmosphere, confident he's doing the right thing because he's appealed to his "Higher Father" about this war.

Who is concerned about Terri Schiavo's right to life but, as governor, oversaw more than 110 executions.

Who fights more for the contents of IVF test tubes than for funding after-school programs, education, etc., for at-risk teenagers.

His brand of Christianity is so different from mine. His values are so different from mine.

I am not only offended by what George W. Bush does, I am offended that he cloaks it in religion. My religion. Especially when we live in a country that has a proud tradition of the separation of Church and State.

At least I understand the Scooter Libby commutation.

Appearing busy while killing time

I'm fat and ugly. I'm not wearing makeup because of my swollen and inflamed eye. I'm bored, yet I can't leave work. I'm on the verge of becoming VERY grumpy. What shall I do?

PLAY THE GOOGLE GAME, OF COURSE!

You know this game. You type in [Your first name] Needs and see what comes up. It's guaranteed hilarity and a damn good time suck, to boot. Best of all, as your fingers dance across the keyboard, you look like you're working!

So buckle your seatbelts, kids. Here we go …

I need:

• to read 14 specific books to qualify for CBE (Childbirth Educator) Certification

• to lose weight before my wedding

• a new, caring permanent home to feel safe and secure (in this scenario I'm a cat in a shelter)

• fans in Columbus, OH, so I can get a comedy gig (I accompany myself on the ukulele)

• help in finding other descendants of Margaret Kelly

• to be happy with what I have, even in the rough times

• to call the County Insurance Company on Mayor Gibson's behalf

• a vacation

• Jon to explain our relationship from time to time

• you to channel your healing energy my way

Now, wasn't that a good use of our time? Oh well, it's almost 4:30. I should check in with Mayor Gibson before my ukulele and I head home.