The obvious points of interest (Sarah Palin's ridiculous final weeks on the job, the GOP's floundering assault on wise Latina women, Prince Fielder winning the otherwise unimportant Baseball All-Star Home Run Derby, the upcoming 40th anniversary of Apollo 11) seem a bit underwhelming to me. Today is that ultimate test one's own humility - my birthday. And a big one if the Hallmark corporation and its fellow guilt marketers are to be followed. Today I begin my 5th decade on the planet. The big four-oh. To be honest, it feels pretty good.
I like to think this is my George W. Bush moment. At 40, he quit drinking, found religion, got serious about getting new and exciting jobs he was also totally unqualified for, and eventually did everything in his power to bring down the country. But I'm no Dubya. I like to think big. So I'm going to say bring 'em on, make the pie higher, and don't misunderestimate me all in one tortured sentence. Still, for all those historians looking to analyze just what made me so, um, me...I offer a random list of things I love and thank the gawds for having created. In no particular order.
1. Hats, of all shapes, so long as they have a brim.
2. Sparkling water with juice and a touch of lime.
3. Sunglasses that work even on cloudy days.
4. King-sized beds with fresh sheets.
5. Lawnmowers that start on the first pull.
6. Movies in an air-conditioned theatre.
7. Saying "I love you" without a hint of a Fonzie stutter.
8. Throwing a perfect spiral with a freshly pumped-up football.
9. Writing a line that makes someone laugh out loud.
10. WiFi that doesn't require a password.
I hope y'all have a special day. Rock on.
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Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Thursday, March 05, 2009
Maya in the driver's seat of our local Station's engine.
The following trio of pics come courtesy our Maya's best friend's dad, who is a very skilled and famous photographer. He and an assistant shot many hundred great shots of this weekend's festivities. But it leaves me wondering, if you've got a fire truck and a few dozen cute kids to work with...well, even a blind squirrel can find a nut on occasion. Regardless, Jock rocks.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Maya practices her multi-platform solo show. Bravo!
We've heard nothing but raves from Maya about her 4th Birthday (yesterday). We did some special rather freaky ceremonial shtick at the JCC in the morning. We had some good friends with a younger daughter also named Maya over for dinner. And then we opened a healthy collection of cool presents. A new favorite doll (Dressy Bessie), plenty of princess accoutrements, plenty of arty stuff, and a new keyboard piano to drive us all up an eventual wall. Tomorrow's the big double party with a friend whose Birthday was also this week. We've got 20 kids and their families coming. What the hell were we thinking...
Hope your own home doesn't have a continuous disco beat echoing in the background. Rock on.
Hope your own home doesn't have a continuous disco beat echoing in the background. Rock on.
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