I can't make this up, seriously.

So, in a prison in the Philippines, I imagine they were having a difficult time in coming up with ways for prisoners to spend their time. In the USA, most of the time our prisoners spend their recreation time playing cards, basketball, and making stabbing instruments. Some guys come across more constructive ways to spend their time. I once knew a fella who, over the course of spending 10 years on the inside, taught himself to play guitar. This prison managed to put together a complete dance routine set to Michael Jackson's "Thriller", complete with zombie moves and a dude in drag playing the scared girlfriend role. I'm pretty much speechless watching this. Since I can't hear you, I assume you are too.

Aggro opinionated moron!

I frown at people who simplify a complex issue to a singularity in order that they can soapbox about their point of view. I frown harder when it infringes on my area of... I guess I can say expertise. I was out the other day and had to listen to this woman babbling about how it's wrong how some of the kids at her precious and unique snowflake's school are overmedicated and *gasp* on Ritalin. Yeah, heard it before lady. Seems like everyone from Volvo driving soccer mom to Tom Cruise has an opinion on psychiatric medications. I guess the stupid television and radio commercials don't help.

Spent elsewhere

Went on vacation, came back, working hard, sleeping more. When I started blogging, I promised myself that I would travelogue as little as possible. Indeed, I'd like to take this opportunity to remind all of my friends in Portland that I was indeed the first and originator of this whole blog thing in our circles mwa ha (though I got it from Zannah, to give due credit). At any rate, no travelogue. But also in my at home life I've been doing my best to leave work at work. Most of my musing and ruminating processes are centered around work now, or inspired by people I meet and relationships I have with clients. But somehow coming home to write about them doesn't seem like something I usually want to do. And so my blog has been notoriously silent. Muted. Part of me starts to feel bad about that, but then I remembered that I have been writing it for me and not you, so lay off!

I don't understand people under the age of 25 who are conservative... what is it you're being nostalgic about? You don't even remember Ronald Reagan, let alone enough to worship the guy. Sometimes on commercial breaks on SportsRadio 1080 I flip over to NeoCon news radio 750 where they have Bill O'Reiley and Lars Larson. It's good for a laugh. I don't remember the early to mid 1980's being this paradise that they do. Sure, Star Wars, Transformers, and Teddy Ruxpin ruled, but I don't get the desire to recreate it with my vote or legislation.