Writer At Large
The hopes, dreams, and aspirations of a hopeful writer.
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Our long national nightmare is over.
We can all rest easy. The greatest mystery of our age as been solved.
Anna Nicole Smith's baby daddy has been revealed!
And the winner is, um, the guy who wasn't her attorney. Honestly, I refused to pay enough attention to the blairing headlines about this stupidity. I guess that guy gets the half a gillion dollars or whatever she inherited from the old guy she married way back when.
We can all be glad that it stands revealed. The truth is now known. Maybe now Fox, CNN, and MSNBC can do something like cover actual news.
I hear there's a war on somewhere
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Post Christmas Blahs
If I may get all schmaltzy, Christmas is the time of year when I think about my late grandmother the most. Every holiday, she would make her famous sticky buns. Since her death, I've sort of taken over that role. This year, I tried a healthier alternative as an experiment, making a batch with whole wheat flour and Splenda (TM) instead of white flour and sugar. I think they came out pretty well.
Unfortunately, I picked up a cold this weekend and cheering the Eagles beating the Dallas Cowgirls on Christmas night pushed it into laryngitis. It cost me a day off work. Lying in bed for three days made me think more about the rough times my family has endured this year. My sister's impending divorce ranking near the top. Now I'm in that blah period between Christmas and New Years where everything in the media is a retrospective of the year's events and/or predictions for the coming year. I'm feeling both nostalgic and anxious for the future.
Let's see what 2007 brings.
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Today was a quiet day at work. Nearly the entire office was out killing deer, so I had a nice day of sitting in my cube contemplating life and writing.
One big relief is that my dog is doing better. After nearly two weeks of seizures and three trips to the vet, the medication is finally starting to help. She's going to be taking this stuff for probably the rest of her life.
I don't know how people with kids handle it. Rosie is more than enough responsibility for me and Maria to handle. I can't imagine dealing with sick kids, or even worse, kids with long term health and/or emotional problems. I'm screwed up enough by myself. I guess this incident is the final straw. Maria and I are destined to be kidless and happy. We spent Thanksgiving visiting family, which includes a grand total of three nieces and two young cousins. Kids are fun, but I'm happy handing them back to their parents at the end of the day.
I'm fully happy with this decision. Not everyone is meant for parenthood and Maria is even more convinced that this lifestyle isn't for us than I am. In a way, it's liberating. Without the added weight, I'm free to pursue my wannabe writing career and my hobbies.
Life is good.
So long as I remember to give the dog her meds.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Friday, September 22, 2006
Santorum says Scientists are amoral
Ugh. Sometimes this sanctimonious ass just makes me sick. As a scientist, I have to strongly object. Most scientists are not "amoral" as he claims. Most scientists that I know went into the field because they wanted to do something that would better humanity's understanding of the world around us.
Unfortunately, we're up against a political class that believes continued ignorance is a virtue. Or at least, keeping the masses ignorant is a very useful tool for them.
Monday, September 11, 2006
Today's interview went well. I guess.
I got a bette vibe off of the people who interviewed me last Wednesday.
Hopefully, I'll hear from one or the other soon.
It was inevitable. I knew the moment people started calling 9/11 "Patriot Day", it would happen. The day would come when the murder of 3,000 Americans would become just another excuse to hold a white sale at Penny's or an extended happy hour.
Today at work, I saw a flier advertising a "Patriot Day Picnic". I felt immediately sick at the sight of it. Soon, 9/11 will simply replace Labor Day as the unofficial end of summer. With each passing year and our memory of the events on 9/11/01 fades, the remembrances will become downplayed. How many people even know which wars that Memorial Day and Veterans Day were originally created to commemorate? It's over.
Sure, we could just not question it all. Just happily call it Patriot Day. After all, who could object to celebrating patriotism? Good patriots love their country. Of course, the cynic in me sees this trend as part of the concerted effort to remind us all to be good patriots. And that means to never, ever question the administration.
At least until another Democrat gets into the Oval Office.
We are officially damned.