Monday, January 28, 2008

One more year...

One more year, kids... breathe it in. I'd like to say I made an honest effort to watch tonight's state of the union address with an unbiased eye. But honestly, the benefit of the doubt went out the window along time ago with this current administration. After 7 years of this, the pomp and circumstance that goes with the address- the standing ovations, the "respect for the office" and what have you- was all a bit much for me tonight.

So why watch at all? Because the heart of the optimist in me wanted to hear something that might move me. Something that might surprise me. But alas, the only things that moved me, moved me to shout at the T.V.

Bush: We share a common goal: making health care more affordable and
accessible for all Americans. The best way to achieve that goal is by expanding
consumer choice, not government control.
Me: BULLSHIT.
Bush: We will defend our vital interests in the Middle East. Me: OIL.

You get the point.

I have never cared much for politics. And really I still don't. I am just tired of feeling ignored, if not held hostage by the government, more specifically the office of the President, and hope beyond hope the majority of the American public feels the same.

I thought Bush's finest moment tonight was as he exited, making connections with people one on one- flashing that smile, squeezing hands. While personal connection is important, we are a nation of many, and of many voices that must heard. I hope that his finest hour as President will be as he makes his exit in this his final year- however I'm not holding my breath. Maybe a more reasonable hope is that President Bush doesn't dig us deeper in the hole we all currently dwell in, making the job of future administrations more difficult. One more year. Here's hoping.

Saturday, January 26, 2008

2 for 2

This is Mickey Mantle.



The cat, not the ball player.

Now who knows how many times Mickey Mantle (the ball player) went 2 for his first 2 times at the plate? Many, many times in his Hall of Fame career. Well, Mickey Mantle (the cat) has now gone 2 for his first 2. And I am really talking #2. Two times he has been to vet, and two times he has pooped in his carrier on the way home- which makes for an extraordinary subway ride home; for Mickey, for me, and for unwitting passengers who get on the train thinking, Oooh an empty seat!

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Thank god for camera phones...

Just walking down 47th Street, and you'll never believe who I ran into...



...that's right! My BFF's Max & Laura! What a small world, and they really made me feel like I was the one that they wanted to see. Thanks to Jose for snapping this candid moment between friends.

Monday, January 21, 2008

Fortunate One

I have in my time received some lousy fortunes in some lousy cookies. It all ends with this one. Sorry to make you all jealous.

That's right... eat your heart out. Looks like I've got some laundry to do.