| Poem for Wednesday |
[Mar. 19th, 2008|12:06 am] |
( The United States )
I'm too sleepy again for a proper entry -- I have no idea how single parents manage, I can't keep my eyes open and it's only been two days and I haven't done more than a couple of hours' job-type work on either of those days. Tuesday I had a dentist appointment at lunchtime that curtailed my activities anyway; no cavities, but the vibrating polishing brush always gives me a headache. Picked Daniel and his best friend up from the bus stop because the cheesecakes we ordered from school to support the choir had arrived, drove Adam to Hebrew school, did some cleaning up around the house, went out to dinner at Hamburger Hamlet with the kids and my father who is also home alone for a few days while my mother is in New York. Watched Mick Moloney on Absolutely Irish on PBS, then the very end of the Mount Saint Mary's game (they're in the NCAA tournament probably long enough to lose to North Carolina, and am now trying to keep my eyes open for the Maryland men's NIT match-up against Minnesota.
( A Last Batch of University of Maryland Photos )
I'm sure it's already been linked by half my friends list, but for my own reference, here's Obama on race and religion in America and in his own life. I'm still not sure he's the best person for the job he's seeking, but I can't remember the last time a public figure rose to the occasion so well when a big speech was needed. On an unrelated note, I'm still mirrored at Blogger and InsaneJournal if anyone is looking for me elsewhere, but since I have a permanent account at LiveJournal where I store my photos, I think it's a safe bet that one way or another I'm here for the duration, though I may stop posting about certain topics and I resent any attempt to pretend that other topics are not represented here. And RIP, Arthur C. Clarke. "When a distinguished but elderly scientist states that something is possible, he is almost certainly right. When he states that something is impossible, he is very probably wrong. The only way of discovering the limits of the possible is to venture a little way past them into the impossible. Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic." |
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