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1107 days ago
This is a short poem made up entirely of actual quotations from George W. Bush. These have been arranged, only for aesthetic purposes, by Washington Post writer, Richard Thompson. A wonderful Haiku poem like this is too good not to share. MAKE THE PIE HIGHER I think we all agree, the past is over. This is still a dangerous world. It's a world of madmen and uncertainty And potential mental losses Rarely is the question asked Is our children learning? Will the highways of the Internet Become more few? How many hands have I shaked? They misunderestimate me. I am a pitbull on the pantleg of opportunity. I know that the human being And the fish can coexist. Families is where our nation finds hope, Where our wings take dream. Put food on your family! Knock down the tollbooth! Vulcanize society! Make the pie higher! I am the Decider! (Pass this on. Help cure mad Cowboy disease before the next ...
1107 days ago
Some of you may have heard of this by now. The daughter of a friend of mine recently had a 100 Mile Lunch day at her school to make kids more aware of where their food is coming from. Check out the website of this group in Vancouver, Canada. The 100-mile Diet http://100milediet.org/home/ "When the average North American sits down to eat, each ingredient has typically traveled at least 1,500 miles from farm to plate. That's a total disconnection from where our food is coming from. What would it be like to eat locally for one year? We drew a 100-mile circle around our home in Vancouver, Canada. The 100-Mile Diet was born." http://100milediet.org/getting-started-guide/ The 100-Mile Index provides a statistical snapshot of our world’s globalized food system. The numbers are fascinating, troubling, funny and sometimes, just plain strange. Have a read and send them to a friend. Help grow this movement. Minimum distance that ...
1124 days ago
I struggle with feelings of inadequacy most of the time in regards to the job I'm doing as a mother. I wish I could provide more for my children. I wish I had more time to spend with them. I wonder what issues they will struggle with because they have grown up without a father, and I worry more that they will struggle to find their identities as black men, identities I cannot give them. So, I suppose at times I push them too hard. We don't have money. My boys can't win over and influence friends with cool, expensive toys. Mom doesn't have a big house or fancy cars in the driveway. Since they have no option of greasing someone's palm to get what they want, it means my sons need to be intelligent. There's no room here for messing around. They need to have integrity, make themselves useful, and push themselves harder than their well-to-do friends. They need to conduct themselves as gentlemen, be polite, and treat others as they wish to be treated. They need to be memorable because ...
1129 days ago
Who the hell is Marc Singer? I'll be the first to admit that I don't keep up on pop culture like I should. I'm a bookworm. I don't have cable. My neighbor has cable. That's good enough for me. My kids usually keep me up-to-date on music, but they've given up on making me remember the names of celebrities. I don't care. Celebrities don't pay my bills. So, then I find myself at a birthday party in the presence of Marc Singer. Suddenly, I'm supposed to care. Everyone else seems to care. Men, women, and children are waiting to have their picture taken with him. What's the big deal, I think? Why would I want to have my picture taken with a man who can't even match his tie to his suit? The woman across the table from me, ten years my senior, certainly cares. She's gushing. I nod my head politely as Mr. Singer rambles on, accepting the woman's compliments and adding his own comments, which, to me, seem to lack a little grace and humility. All the while, I'm dying to ...
1130 days ago
Week 2 of dodgeball did not go so well for me. I'll direct you to the team blog for the game highlights. http://www.underdogseattle.com/TeamPage.asp?teamchoice=7184&leaguechoice=533 Basically, here's the deal. ALWAYS stretch before engaging in any physical exercise! But, I DID stretch. I stretched before our first match, and I played well. BUT THEN... we had twenty minutes between our first and second matches, time enough to cool down and stiffen up. I was sprinting to the line to grab a ball in the first set of our second match when I felt something in my left calf POP! My momentum carried me forward another step and I almost went down as my leg could no longer hold the weight of my body. I hopped to the sideline, and one of the officials quickly brought me ice. I sat there, jealous of my teammates because I couldn't play, and fighting off nausea because of the pain. After the games, my teammates helped ...
