..and it happens. A lot. Post “fluff.”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c1bwMOc0I7YThis is Faith Hill’s “little joke” showing how much respect she has for a fellow musician. I really couldn’t care less, but they mentioned this on the radio today so I thought I’d look up the clip.
Ya know, I whine a lot. Especially here, but not just here. I’m a whiner. Why? I whine when things don’t go my way, I bitch and moan about things I don’t agree with. I fret over whether I’ve done or said the right thing, then I complain if the results aren’t what I like.
I’m sorry, I’ll try to do better, but this is me. I use this as an outlet, a pressure valve, I rant here so I don’t accidentally go off yelling at my boss or a co-worker, or my kids. I screamed at a truck that cut me off in traffic today (when you’re in a Civic, you get used to trucks just grabbing the right of way, whether or not it’s theirs, but you never enjoy the sensation of impending doom) and my daughter said from the back seat: “that’s not nice, daddy.”
A fellow blogger is hurting right now. His wife is in a hospital, fighting for her life. It is eerie similar to something we just went through a few weeks ago, but of course I have no way of knowing if it’s even the same sort of thing. Medicine is not my strong suit.
But he isn’t complaining, or whining. He has shared his love for her, and for his family, in many ways. He is carrying on in the face of one of the scariest things there is. I don’t have a right to complain, when it comes down to it. I wish there was something I could do to help.
So I guess I need to bring the balance here back toward the ‘silly,’ and not so much the ‘old’ or ‘bear’ part.
How about a quote?
“When they call the roll in the Senate, the Senators do not know whether to answer ‘Present’ or ‘Not guilty.'”
That would be from Teddy. Teddy Roosevelt.
(did you know that congress worked only three months this year? Not a bad way to earn some money. Oh, and the senate actually met a few days for only one minute. No, I’m not making this up. Vote all the bastards out, let’s let a new batch of bastards have a chance to squander our country. )
(hat tip to David Brin. If you aren’t reading David, you should)
Let’s see, what else?
I ran 5K this morning. Not “a” 5K, like a run where you get a t-shirt, but the distance. It’s up to the park, around, a little extra, then back home. It was hard, because I didn’t eat dinner last night, the Cowboys sucked, and I drank two beers and a glass of wine yesterday and probably not enough water. But my pace was still 11 something, so I’ll take it.
Another quote:
“Sometimes what’s right isn’t as important as what’s profitable.”
That would be Parker and Stone, also known as South Park or “America – Fuck yeah!”
Gotta run. Y’all have a lovely day.