I kid you not.
There's a dozen or two there right now on the main Vox Group Explore page.
For some reason, they don't seem to be attracting many "members."
K has a good response to a fear-mongering e-mail about Obama, broaching that ever tricky subject of generational issues. (Boomers get snarly with me when I bring this up - anyone else have that problem? Of course, I may not be the most diplomatic about it.) Here's a taste:
Xers and Y's want a resurgence of the middle class and a standard of living that is at least half as good as that of our parents. We've never had any delusions that Social Security would be there for us; we recognized that you mortgaged our future during the Regan era. X'ers and Y's don't want to take away Social Security from you, or your Medicare, or any other benefits you may acquire merely for living longer. We do want what you had an opportunity to have when you were our age. WE have suffered as Boomers have cut X and Y benefits at work while keeping them for themselves, we have suffered as Boomers have held on to top middle- and upper-management jobs when their predecessors had long since retired and given way, we have suffered the ramifications of your investment drive and the "everything for the shareholder" mentality. We are sick of it. The Obama vote was about being through marching to the Boomer drumbeat and addressing the concerns of the shrinking middle class and the poor of the US. It is about giving a damn about the rest of the population of this little planet...
I love the playful, lighthearted, retro feel to this video. The videography itself leaves something to be desired but there is a sweetness to the steps. Enjoy.
Michael Jackson's plastic surgeon friend probably received this as well.
Today is more of a typical summer day -- 94F -- but still hotter than I'd like it to be. I went into the office for four hours, did a bunch of stuff that probably would have taken me until mid-week to accomplish otherwise -- what with the constant interruptions and all. My boss came in with me to work on some stuff too. I told her when we left that my goal is to finish X by noon Monday (and I will probably be able to achieve -- barring any major catastrophes) so I think she is not so pissed at me now. That's good. Now if I can just summon the courage to ask for two days off at the end of September. I have my New Orleans itinerary set - I just need to purchase it (before prices go up). Round-trip flight, three nights at Staybridge Suites (a short walk to the French Quarter) for $310 (after the $200 discount, includes all taxes and fees). That is what I call an unbeatable deal!
I colored my hair today. It's a boring brown -- better than the light reddish brown it'd become. I wanted to go darker brown but oh well -- that's probably best saved for fall and winter.
I went out with former coworkers last night. I really didn't want to go but they harassed me into it. I wound up have a nice time. It was good to see (some of) them again.
I met the soon-to-be-ex for lunch today. He was his usual self -- talking incessantly about golf (does he really think I want to hear a replay-by-play?) and whatnot. Such a chatty guy. I still haven't broken it off with him. I didn't want to do it in the restaurant. But then it was hot outside and we both had salad leftovers - so we were all wilting - and it just didn't seem like the time to have the official talk. So, yeah, I'm a coward.
I didn't make it to the farmers' market today - what with work and the meeting of the soon-to-be-ex. Totally bummed about that. Now I have to buy crap produce from the grocery store. Ugh. Well, I might trek out to a rural produce stand and pick up some stuff tomorrow.
All for now...
May this post serve to caution you that watching Marley and Me may result in involuntary sobs and/or bawling (not that you couldn't have guessed that based on, um, life).
Even though I knew it would probably be sentimental crap, I cried my eyes out -- seriously, people, I rarely cry at movies, and I bawled -- in fact, I'm still kinda crying. Ugh.

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