Friday, November 03, 2000
Election 2000. It is ugly here in Vermont. I've never felt so strongly opposed to a candidate. In fact I've never felt very strongly in any political race. On my way to work, a tractor in front of a rather upscale house is covered with what I perceive to be bigotry-laced slogans, but which are in fact just words and candidate names. I'm surprised at the reaction they arouse in me. I considered throwing tomatoes at the signs, but we are out of tomatoes. How about a nice rotten cabbage? I'm afraid for next Tuesday.
I was supposed to be in Amsterdam this weekend, but can you believe this, I left my passport at home, and do was unable to get on the plane. Stupid.
I was supposed to be in Amsterdam this weekend, but can you believe this, I left my passport at home, and do was unable to get on the plane. Stupid.
Wednesday, November 01, 2000
Halloween fun. Last night after trickortreating with the boys, we watched some of the Greenwich Village parade on TV. How odd, I thought, that this parade that used to be a cult event, is now a mainstream televised action packed celebrity hosted party! I would put a link to it, but I don't have time to look for one.
In this article about weblogs it describes what makes a good weblog. Again, the information age is passing me by. How does one have time to sift through the web and find interesting links? I'm still lucky if I have time to post once a week. I find the "mundane details" of my life to be pretty interesting to my readers ( mom and dad). So, anyway, Remy was a ghost and Jordan, of course, was a grim reaper with a 5 foot long scythe- we wouldn't let him take it to school though for their annual Pumpkin Man parade. Remy actually shared some tidbits of their classroom party, where 4 girls were dressed as the Spice Girls and sang songs and danced to a tape. The whole classroom danced with them, even their teacher, Cher (great name).
In this article about weblogs it describes what makes a good weblog. Again, the information age is passing me by. How does one have time to sift through the web and find interesting links? I'm still lucky if I have time to post once a week. I find the "mundane details" of my life to be pretty interesting to my readers ( mom and dad). So, anyway, Remy was a ghost and Jordan, of course, was a grim reaper with a 5 foot long scythe- we wouldn't let him take it to school though for their annual Pumpkin Man parade. Remy actually shared some tidbits of their classroom party, where 4 girls were dressed as the Spice Girls and sang songs and danced to a tape. The whole classroom danced with them, even their teacher, Cher (great name).
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