December 2005

My New Favorite Poet

Not sure I had one before, but I have one now.  Sara Teasdale.  Check this out: What Do I Care? Sara Teasdale What do I care, in the dreams and the languor of spring, That my songs do not show me at all? For they are a fragrance, and I am a flint and a […]

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It’s About Damn Time

Oh, look, once again, America the Free is behind the times. By December 21st, gays will be able to–well, the UK stopped just short of saying they could marry, looks like.  But they can form recognized partnerships.  George Michaels is getting ‘married’ (that’s how they’re getting around it not quite being a wedding…) to his

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Should-Be Illegal Aliens

From the Washington Post (emphasis, as usual, is mine)– GOP leaders portray the tax bills — for the hurricane-ravaged Gulf Coast, affluent investors, U.S. troops serving in Iraq and taxpayers who otherwise would be hit by the alternative minimum tax — as vital to keeping the economy rolling. “Our economic policies have done the trick,”

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A Good Day

She’s so proud of herself.  She had a good day today, her teacher was so pleased she emailed me.  I’m happy too, but I really don’t think it should be a huge deal that Hope actually behaved herself today. Ah well.  One step at a time. Vacation is getting closer, thank God.  So since some

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Maybe This is How

Maybe this is how Bush got re-elected.  Because too many intelligent people were just too run-down to give a damn. Hope spent half the day with me at work.  She was, I’m happy to say, bored out of her mind.  She begged to be allowed to go to my friend’s house for the afternoon. I

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An Auspicious Beginning

Today apparently Hope’s teacher asked her to do something and she refused.  Hope continued to be defiant and difficult, even in the principal’s office. Hope got sent home.  Hope was told not to come back on Tuesday. Hope got unofficially suspended from school in the first grade. Hope’s mom was just a tad upset.

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The End of the Weekend

sigh.  I need a vacation.  An actual vacation, where I don’t have to interrupt whatever I’m doing every ten minutes to yell at the kid, save the dog, protect the downstairs neighbor’s ceiling from water damage, ignore the phone, answer the door, fraternize with the bird… I knew there was a reason to stand firm

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