Mixed news - I learned today that not only is Maya's impending birthday shared with Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, but also with Ralph Nader. Seriously. Nader, who, by the way, announced over the weekend that he's once again running against the swelling torrent of opinions for who should be Prezidunt. So even here in the Bay Area (we're visiting), where a fully evolved monkey that can recite a snippet of Alan Ginsberg's "Howl" with a whisper of authenticity might get elected to the Berkeley City Council...I hear moans. Nader is at best 20 years past his relevancy. He's a soon-to-be 74-year-old punk, re-inserting himself into a debate where he can offer nothing even close to plans for resolution. Nader is arrogantly trying to sabotage a legitimate groundswell of activism for Barack Obama to do...gawd knows what other than inflate his own ego. But don't get me wrong. I respect the dude. Circa 1974. At this point, he's Lyndon Larouche with a full pardon and slightly crazier activists running his campaign. I thought for sure that after getting laughed off the national stage in '04 having only made 34 States' ballots and acquiring a whopping 0.3% of the vote that we might have been spared such future distractions. But just like "Godfather III" - just when you thought (he) was out, (he) pulls himself back in. Ugh.
We head back to Seattle tomorrow. I'll recap the sights soon with some pics. Lovely day today. The liberals have peeled off at least a layer of self-satisfaction to soak up the sun. I've already taken off two. Hope your own Vitamin D production is amped. Rock on.
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