Monthly Archives: March 2009

Letters

I cou­ple of months ago I was clea­ning my office clo­set and found a box of saved let­ters. I went through them, rea­ding quite a few in full. It was a fun dis­trac­ting thing to do. Let­ters are a rare thing these days for most of us, even my grand­mother emails and text mes­sa­ges

They’d Like To Teach The World To Sing In Perfect Harmony

I’d like to build the world a home
And fur­nish it with love
Grow apple trees and honey bees and snow-white turtle doves
While you were lamen­ting your shrin­king invest­ment port­fo­lio, dis­cus­sing whether Adam (Ame­ri­can Idol) looks bet­ter with or without eye liner and fin­ger­nail polish, and worr­ying about Obama’s ove­rex­po­sure on natio­nal tele­vi­sion, the Uni­ted Nations was

Student Athlete an Oxymoron?

I’m sit­ting here flip­ping through the manic news, the fran­tic and varied of opi­nions on various eco­no­mic plans and their pos­si­ble out­co­mes. I find it all too much of a maze at this point. I’m temp­ted to watch Ellen to see who is sin­ging in the bath­room this week. I’m even temp­ted to sing in

Sunday Night Notes

I’m tired. I have to catch some Big Love, the HBO series not the real thing, at 2AM, and I don’t feel like blog­ging tonight. Not to miss Sun­day night notes, I leave you with this, taken from John’s site. Not because you haven’t seen it, most peo­ple have, but because I like it,

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