Friday evening my daughter asked me what we were going to do for Labor Day.
“Nothing,” I said.
“We’re not going to do anything to celebrate?”
“That’s right.”
“Why not?”
“Eh” (note: I’m surprised she let me get away with this one.)
“What is Labor Day?”
“Do you want the long answer or the short one?”
That’s code in our house for: “do you want to spend the next…
I’m the last person you should listen to when politics (or much of anything else) is concerned. That said, the Democrat’s biggest problem in the run up to the general election (in John’s world) may be expectations. The trickiest expectations to manage may be those for their opponent.
Professional pundits usually say candidates are not elected because of their running mates. But in a close…
I couldn’t care less about Sarah Palin’s gender or experience. I think you’d have to be brain dead to discount the possibility McCain does (care), but I’ll let you draw your own conclusions there. Like many, I don’t know much about Gov. Palin, but what I’ve seen isn’t encouraging:
She’s a global warming denier.
On gay rights and marriage:
Palin said she’s not out to judge anyone…
Note: this post was conceived and executed (don’t you wish) in the presence of two dozen kids practicing martial arts to the maddeningly loud beat of the Black Eyed Peas. Stop reading if you’re not feeling really patient. It’s part of an ongoing series of posts I call “too cute cubed.”
Imagine someone who’s lazy by nature. If you’re picturing me, consider yourself slapped. If this…
I know this is going to sound crazy, but I ate my first PB&J in several years this afternoon. Yeah, I know that you’re thinking. How can someone who loves peanut butter as much as a guy like me live without a staple for so long? Don’t get me wrong, I haven’t forsaken the creamy peanut stuff. I’ve had plenty of grilled peanut butter sandwiches in the mean time.
What can I say? I just…
Adam is a lot like a lot of other 3-4 year olds: he has one speed (hint: it isn’t slow). Earlier this evening we were getting close to the little one’s bed time and I was hoping to slow things down a little. That was when I decided to put a little Kauffman ingenuity to the test. We’d been having a marathon father-son goof-ball session and my super slow-motion routine was a hit. You name it…
Beth brought her new red belt home tonight. Now she starts down the home stretch to her black belt. In her school, red is the last colored belt. There are two intermediate levels which can take six months each to achieve before she’d begin final preparation to test for her black belt. She’s a little worried about having enough time to get in training, with her academic schedule already looking…
The track is leaning back to the east, so if it holds we’ll probably be spared most of Fay’s oomph. Older sister is right in the thick of things again though (this will be their first storm since Katrina – not that this will/could be anything approaching that). Just in case there’s a Charlie like shift in track, public schools, the courts, and most local and state offices are closed…
Would you believe me if I told you the two day forecast track doesn’t bother me either? Personally, this forecast seems like the worst one yet, and not just because it’s 48 hours out. As most residents of the gulf coast will tell you (many of us are amateur meteorologists), the northeast quadrant of the storm is typically the worst.
In any case, we’re now officially under a hurricane…