Thinking and Rethinking…
I’ve had a little time to think lately. Precious little time, and even less thought, but I might as well share it with ye.
Lately I’ve come to like vegetables. I don’t know when this snuck up on me, but maybe it’s part of growing up. I still like me a nice big ol’ pork chop with onions and noodles and ketchup, but now I don’t mind so much if there’s maybe a little corn or peas or something with it. I ate a couple tacos the other day and didn’t bother to pick out the tomato. It’s odd. A rethink.
If you’ve followed this blog much, you know I have a weakness for tasty beers. Nothing against Miller Lite (which I also enjoy), but I really kinda like Belgian ales, or a nice Guinness… But I had a nifty glass of wine the other day. It tasted pretty good indeed! I think I found a new passion. So I’m not gonna drink beer any more. I’m going to buy a couple books on wine tasting and get me a coupla bottles of the grape. Beer sucks. Wine rules.
I caught a bit of the news last night whilst waiting for Dagmar to get home (she promised to make me some nice sautéed bean sprouts to go along with a new bottle of white I found), and happened to see a bit of President George W. Bush’s latest speech. You know, I think I may have misjudged President Bush.
Maybe he’s not the mumbling, bumbling oaf he seems — maybe his brand of genius is simply so far above me that I can’t see his grand vision. Maybe the thousands of people who boo’d him as he threw out the first pitch at a baseball game in Washington DC are all wrong too. (Is there any wonder the poor President rarely makes live appearances in front of anyone other than his most loyal supporters? Every time he steps out in public the uneducated masses voice their disapproval. Makes it hard for him to concentrate.)
Maybe allowing the economy to suffer for a while in order to enrich the oilmen of Texas and the Middle East is all part of a grand plan and we just don’t see it. The President MUST have a reason why he allows this to happen. Maybe if we simply put our noses to the grindstone and unquestioningly follow along, making financial sacrifices in the name of the Republican plan… Well, maybe things will be okay. Maybe Mr. Bush really does know what he’s doing. I know it was a lot for Mr. Bush to ask a generation of young men and women to sacrifice their youth in order to go to Iraq, but I’m sure they (at least those who survived) are happy to give up their veterans’ benefits for the betterment of Big Oil and Haliburton. I mean, the President has a plan, after all – I’m convinced of it.
Oh! And I saw in the newspaper that someone was unhappy with Iowa’s Fifth District Representative, Mr. Steve King. I’ve had time to reconsider his positions, too, and I’ve come to agree with him that people of Hispanic origin really are the same as cattle, and that those pranksters in Abu Ghraib who tortured all them brown Iraqi people really did get the wrong end of the stick. I mean, what’s so bad about pouring phosphoric acid on someone? College prank stuff, really. Oh, and what he said about Obama being unfit for presidential consideration because of his middle name — that really does make sense now that I think of it. I mean, everyone knows that Mr. Obama should have chosen a different name, after all. After further consideration, I feel that Mr. King is the best man to represent Western Iowa in Congress.
I see Google has found a way to retroactively send e-mails. This means that if you forgot to send an e-mail to, say, your boss, you can use g-mail’s new feature to send the e-mail back in time six hours. Genius!
Oh — I Almost Forgot
Today IS April Fool’s Day, you know.