February 8th, 2009
Groonkly Bit: The Years Never Stop
One of the thousand things on my mind this weekend. Bringing me down.
“2009 – 1972 = god damn it.”
—Michael Furious tweet
Trust that you’ll see this equation, in altered form, come this July.
November 7th, 2008
Dazed. Not Hurt But Confused
I’ve been reset.
Still processing the events of November 4, 2008.
I believe Obama was the best choice for this country at this time in history.
I remember that, first and foremost, he is a politician. no matter how well intentioned, everything implied with the word ‘politics’ is in play.
Yet I can not stop thinking: this time, the president looks like me. I-I’m going to have to re-crop my cynically tempered world view. You can imagine how confusing this has been.
It’s something I never figured would happen in my lifetime. My parents saw the tail end of the worst of how the USA can treat those it deems second class citizens. I got maybe a third of that treatment growing up. But now. Now I truly believe that anyone can be the president.
Having said that, despite the previous 8 years with the soon to be ex-President, the scrutiny of your coming tenure will be unimaginable, President-elect Barack Obama. Being first is not always the most glamorous place. If you live up to being the man I saw campaigning over the last year then things will be fine.*
Expectant hopeful eyes are on you.
July 3rd, 2008
A Solar Cycle Meets another End, Beginning
If I’m not found peering up from an empty pint of the cheapest beer in this land by 9:30 PM CDT, I’ve gotten too old for This World and should be shoved onto the nearest canoe and pushed into the deep blue sea.
The beer peering, of course, will be after I drinks enough shots to fell a moderate sized elephant.
