Marching Forward
Did you march? That's how most my friends and acquaintances are greeting each other this week. Did you march?
politics
But I'm Catching Up
Tuesday morning. 5 a.m. Airport coffee and a plastic chair. Tinsel on the airport art. Fa-la-la-la-la.
Life's been a blur of work and Christmas. Throw in a new hockey bruise and you're up to speed.
Every time I switch on the news, my stomach turns over. I keep switching it on though. I'm starting to wonder if I do it out of social responsibility or as a rubbernecker watching a slow-motion car wreck crash into Washington.
The best I can do is take a deep breath, resist the urge to panic, and look to my local community for ways to help.
Dark
I live in the heart of California, and it's pretty dark around here today, sunshine not withstanding. The girls at the coffee shop took my coffee cup and filled it with little conversation. The tables were full, but still. No one would openly debate politics at the office -- it wouldn't be appropriate -- but there's an elephant in the room nonetheless.
I turned my phone off this morning. My feeds and text threads were either full and loud, or so silent they screamed in and of themselves.
One Day More
Alright, my mail-in ballot is filled out, signed and dated, and waiting for me to drop it off at my polling place first thing in the morning. (Yes, I could actually mail it, but I want to go get my sticker.)
I read a lot this year. Every proposition, from multiple sources, plus constructive debates with friends and family.
Voter Registration Deadline is Today
Hey Californians, today is your last day to register to vote if you want to vote in the upcoming primary election on June 7th.
The Secretary of State website can hook you up. It's easy. It only takes a couple of minutes.
http://www.sos.ca.gov/elections/voter-registration/
Please register to vote. Really. It's important.
That's all.
The Game
I spent last night working on a sewing project for Halloween. When I was in my sewing cave, I had the presidential debate streaming on my iPad. When I needed space to lay out fabric for cutting I was in the living room with the baseball game on. I bounced back and forth between the two for an hour and found myself drawing quite a few comparisons between the two competitions.
In particular, I found myself wondering if the candidates can walk up to each other after the final inning and say, "Dude, that was a nice save you made there."
Perhaps not.
Apples to...
I picked up the junior version of Apples to Apples over the weekend, which was an instant hit with my kid. He needs help with the occasional word but for the most part it's a great game for small fry. We don't quite have enough people in the house for a good rousing game, so a stuffed rabbit sits in as our fourth, and wins the hand more often than you'd expect.
Sopa del Día
I wasn't going to blog about SOPA and PIPA. There's been so much talk about this going around. Plus I sort of figured that you're all smart internet-savvy folk and you know what's up.
The Anti-Massacree Movement
It's almost Thanksgiving, and at my folks’ house that means a couple of things. It means family, it means turkey and Dad's smashed potatoes, and it means Arlo Guthrie. We'll tune the radio to KFOG and wait for Alice's Restaurant to come around on the guitar so we can sing along. Can you imagine? Can you imagine a dozen people sitting around the table singing a bar of Alice's Restaurant? You might think it was a family. And that’s what it is.
No Tap Shoes
I'm not un-American so don't even go there.
First of all, I was born here, so by definition, American, thanks so much. And secondly, I'm in favor of things like democracy and civil rights. I think I was pretty lucky to be born here, all things considered, and I think this country has a lot to offer.
I also think it has some room to grow up.
Enough with the preface. My point is I'm not dancing in the streets today because we killed a guy.
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