It's November 3rd, the most nerve wracking day a four year cycle can have. Though I originally wanted to keep politics out of this blog, I do feel the need to say this: I Support Barack Obama. Time and time again, he comes through with a solid plan for our economy and our country-- only in extremely rare cases does he resort to negative campaigning, slandering, or maligning his opponent. I used to respect John McCain, I thought that he might be a Republican I could vote for, and I think this would be an extremely different race had he chosen Joe Liberman, or even hotheaded Rudy Guiliani as his veep president. But he didn't, and as his campaign gets more bogged down in itself, he starts to hate and get angry, and hate and anger are two very dangerous things that feed off of one another. You can be pro-life without mocking women's health, you can be pro-America and still be liberal, and you can be well educated without being an elitist.
That being said, I beg all of you to get out and vote tomorrow for whomever you wish. This is the most important election since 1933, if not the election of Abraham Lincoln. Our country is spiraling towards chaos and we need a focused leader to bring us back to greatness. If you have an opinion, let it be heard. And in the words of Will Smith's father, "if you don't vote, you have to shut up."
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Monday, November 3, 2008
Friday, October 31, 2008
Happy Halloween!
It's my favorite holiday (next to New Years) today! It's also my little brother's birthday... it's scary, I remember going to the hospital hours after he was born and holding him and now he's 18! Yikes!
My family has always been in to Halloween; when my parents lived at the Highland Bakeries, they used to have huge costume parties that people got completely decked out for. My mom would stand at the door with baby Meg and greet people, and I would ask them to show me their belly button (as I had apparently just discovered mine). I'm fairly certain I was some form of kitty for the first few years of my life, then I was a witch, a gogo dancer, a 50's prom queen, a 20's lady (not a flapper), and various other things. Thankfully it seems as though I've grown out of my laryngitis on Halloween habit, that was rough to go trick-or-treating with. Who doesn't love a spooky holiday where you get to be so creative!
I've been really bored lately, but with only a few books to read it hasn't gotten better. I watch new shows on Netflix, and keep up with Valerie's blog (still want to steal Ana to come play with me!), but I'd really like to do some more scrapbooking. Sad thing is, it's all in Memphis! I'm hoping I caught Jeremy in time before he left and he can bring my drawers with him, because there's so much stuff in my scrapbooking bin that I need to get started and do maybe a page a day or something. I also need to get more card stock, just plain white, so that I can work on my AOII pledge scrapbook in what used to be my pledge binder.
Anyway, that's about all that's going on here, nothing entirely interesting. Jeremy's on his way down for the night, then we're off to Daytona Beach in the morning to get him moved in and clear out a space for the bike when Marc and Jan get there tomorrow afternoon. It's really exciting, but nerve wracking, too!
Off to Norcross (where the rich people still have money) to apply for jobs! Oh, and hopefully to vote!
Oh, and in the spirit of Halloween, I leave you Gwennie (Krystal's daughter) the Bumblebee!
All the way from Hiroshima, Japan!
My family has always been in to Halloween; when my parents lived at the Highland Bakeries, they used to have huge costume parties that people got completely decked out for. My mom would stand at the door with baby Meg and greet people, and I would ask them to show me their belly button (as I had apparently just discovered mine). I'm fairly certain I was some form of kitty for the first few years of my life, then I was a witch, a gogo dancer, a 50's prom queen, a 20's lady (not a flapper), and various other things. Thankfully it seems as though I've grown out of my laryngitis on Halloween habit, that was rough to go trick-or-treating with. Who doesn't love a spooky holiday where you get to be so creative!
I've been really bored lately, but with only a few books to read it hasn't gotten better. I watch new shows on Netflix, and keep up with Valerie's blog (still want to steal Ana to come play with me!), but I'd really like to do some more scrapbooking. Sad thing is, it's all in Memphis! I'm hoping I caught Jeremy in time before he left and he can bring my drawers with him, because there's so much stuff in my scrapbooking bin that I need to get started and do maybe a page a day or something. I also need to get more card stock, just plain white, so that I can work on my AOII pledge scrapbook in what used to be my pledge binder.
Anyway, that's about all that's going on here, nothing entirely interesting. Jeremy's on his way down for the night, then we're off to Daytona Beach in the morning to get him moved in and clear out a space for the bike when Marc and Jan get there tomorrow afternoon. It's really exciting, but nerve wracking, too!
Off to Norcross (where the rich people still have money) to apply for jobs! Oh, and hopefully to vote!
Oh, and in the spirit of Halloween, I leave you Gwennie (Krystal's daughter) the Bumblebee!
All the way from Hiroshima, Japan!
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Don't Vote
While I'm cynical about the way that the whole popular vote/electoral college thing works, don't be apathetic is the central message of the video. If you feel strongly about something, then let it be known. If we all stand up and say what we feel, then our representatives can't say they're doing the opposite "for our own good". If you are an American, make sure you vote. I don't care who you're voting for, though I certainly have my preferences, as long as you get up off your butt and do something about it. If you don't vote, I don't want to hear you complaining about anything that happens in the next four years.
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