Friday, February 08, 2008

need . more . seconds

every morning as I drive to work, I think of profound things to muse upon here for your enjoyment. By the time I get to work, I've forgotten... and I don't have time to post anyway...

There was a profound thought about John McCain, something moaning about men and dishwashers... oh, I remember that one!

The other day, instead of unloading the dishwasher, Greg put DIRTY dishes IN it.
I asked myself... how can you not think to look at the FULL dishwasher to see if maybe the dishes are clean? How can you not notice that there is no food or beverage on the inside of the tank? Am I asking too much of you?
And so I ran it again!

Work = busy
Life = low-key

we have some events coming up... autox this weekend; Greg's 24 hour bike race next; so mayhaps there will be some photos a-posting.

Sunday, February 03, 2008

The news, and why I ignore it

I don't watch TV news. ever.
I don't read the newspaper - the ink makes me sneeze
I get my news from the 30 mins or so of NPR in the morning
and listening to Slate Magazine daily podcasts
I give my attention to these sources because I generally feel that they are unbiased and present just the news.
Well, I know that they are biased. And most of the time, I don't notice the colorings and opinions of the presenter woven into the general text of the presentation.

The other day I did.
There was a story about the bombing of a compound in Afghanistan where an alqaida leader was killed.
And the announcer phrased the sentence like this:
...bombing of a compound where 21 people were killed including an alqaida leader. This is great news 'cause this guy was high up in the chain and having him dead is good for the WORLD...

of course, a bunch of people died in Iraq too, so a couple sentences later we had:
...over 15 people were killed in a suicide bombing, this brings the death toll this morning to 20..

or something like that.
Anyway... the gist is that when a guy "we" think is bad gets killed, doesn't matter how many innocent bystanders are also gone.

Dead people are dead people... it doesn't matter who did the killing or what the reasoning was. Don't pretend its otherwise.

What I did on my summer vacation!

no, wait, that was actually the middle of winter... here. But in the tropics! its never winter.

We stared at a lot of this:

and this:

we stayed here:

we saw lots of these:

and these:

we did some of this:

and even got to satisfy our professional cravings:

and of course,
Sunset on our Farm: