This morning, someone on CNBC made a comment about American car customers being fickle. I didn’t recognize him, and that doesn’t really matter. Sometimes, I think the talking heads that flash on and off the television don’t know what comes out of their mouths most of the time, running a bit like someone who is…
Year: 2008
Carly Simon and Memories about Choices
Yesterday was a marathon of driving from one end of the county to the opposite and in weather more conducive to July than November. To be more accurate, it’s cooler in July here than it has been the last many days. I’ve given up wishing and hoping for weather that smells and feels like…
Oh Look. Writing.
Somehow, all the time I used to look forward to — all the time I spent thinking about what I might write here is gone. The unfortunate aspect of this is that the writing voice I hear during the day has faded, its insistent prodding, its litany of opening lines, and reminders of possible topics…
Dear President Obama
Dear President Obama: I can’t tell you how much I’ve anticipated your Presidency. Thank you so much for taking the time to throw your hat in the ring to run for the highest office in this land. Now that I’ve made the perfunctory niceties, let me get down to business. I have much to say……
Choosing to Listen
Remember the movie Jerry McGuire? Remember the part where Rene Zellweger said, “You had me at hello…” I watched Obama’s 30 minute spot yesterday evening. I watched it twice, listening hard for something I hadn’t heard or didn’t know. Listening with someone else’s ears — perhaps someone who won’t listen, just to try and imagine…
I should make a list.
It’s official. I’ve finally gotten to the point in my life sans former profession where I feel like I need an additional six hours a day added to my clock. I’m happy to say that in contrast to my former need for six hours extra *delete rant that was to have been inserted here…*, I’m…