Though there was very little said during Winged Migration, I’m fairly certain its one of the best movies, of any genre, ever. Not the kind of best you can watch over and over, but for it’s cinematographic feats, the incredible editing and direction, and variety and beauty.
Its also one of the most telling arguments for an E.P.A. – the scene of absolute industrialism over Eastern Europe is possibly the most vile and desolate location I’d hope to see.
“So I proposed a hydrogen automobile, a hydrogen-generated automobile…”
So that’s what he’s been up to. from PR Newswire
We were all huddled in a discussion (celebration) after the debate last night, and to top off the evening, we read aloud the first “for” arguments for measure 36 in this year’s voter’s pamphlet.
The Bible says that marriage is for procreation. God made Adam and Eve, and Adam and Eve made Cain and Abel, not an empty nest … Marriage is for procreation. If you’re not pro-Creation, you’re anti-God …
If you’re not smirking, I’m worried. If you are, it only gets better.
So, after watching a good 30 or more minutes worth of debate, I must admit it was not the recitation I expected. No one could have their prepared content bomb so badly.
The post-debate discussion seems to suggest that President Bush didn’t play the part of the misbehaving yet righteous child. It also seems to suggest that he “made some strong points.” I must have lost track of what those points were in the giant gaps of dead air space between “um”, “er” and condescending “listen”.
I was somewhat surprised, and delighted that Senator Kerry mentioned Nuclear (new – clear) proliferation as one of the greatest threats to our security. It was a hippie issue back in the day, and a startlingly important hippie issue now. Thank you Senator for not “wilting” and addressing a supremely important issue. And for making the President point out the rather blatant “we can, they can’t” gap.
Tonight is the first Presidential Recital Debate. I’m missing part of it because of work, and I don’t really mind. We know what they’re going to say. Heck, you can even plot their political bent. They’re not that different.
You can also calculate your own political leanings through a series of questions and see how you compare to your friends, historical figures, and evil tyrants. I really suggest reading the Analysis more than anything. There’s a good bit on the neo-cons and neo-libs in America.
No surprises for me really. I’m a leftie and I’ve even drifted further from the shore in my old age.
By the numbers:
Economic Left/Right: -6.50
Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -5.33
I joined a pseudo-coworker and some of his friends for a game of Bike Friz at Franklin H.S. this morning. I’ve been meaning to play all summer but just haven’t had the time. It was a blast, and its unfortunate that next week will probably be the season’s last game.
Yesterday was my 26th birthday. I dressed very casually, wearing my new thongs, and felt good as I got to work. Work was lame, but afterwards Scott, Jason, Michelle and I tried the Rose and Thistle pub for dinner. It was about as Scottish as Woolite, with nary a Scottish ale on tap. The bangers, beans and mash were great, but we left pretty quickly to find some cask ale. Rose and Raindrop provided, and despite the smoke, it was a fun time. I even won a game of Hearts.
This year’s birthday cake was a special request. Rice Crispy treats. They were good. Not “like mom makes” good, but still good. I think I’ll go have some.
It was a bit of a surprise to have Rowdy Roddy Piper open the night at Harvey’s Comedy club last night. Awesome, but a surprise none the less. Portland is so cool.
Michelle, Barley and I went camping with my recently returned parents at Fort Stevens. Despite the fairly consistent rain, we had a great time, ate well, and lost two games of Trivial Pursuit.
I inadvertently left the rain fly open on the far side of the tent while it rained, so our first night was rather wet. Both our pillows were sitting in the puddle that formed in the tent, as well as my sleeping bag. Fortunately, it was warm enough that we didn’t go hypothermic. One advantage of modern materials.
Thursday night after getting the Bar results, we hit up the Hillsdale Pub for one last law school celebration. We’d been there several times over the last 3 years for celebration and commiseration. It seemed a fitting place.
Afterwards we christened the new hand-me-down chiminea with a ritual note card and subject outline burning. The notecards when quickly, but the outlines fed the fire for nearly 20 minutes. A few times flames would just out the top of the chimney, signaling that we’d put a few too many secure transaction pages on. For fun and trivia, we’d try to decipher the meaning of the crypic bullet points on random pages, none of which made any sense to anyone but Michelle. We enjoyed burning them just as much though.