Year: 2004
Dream
Posted on December 5, 2004 in Dreams
I had a job in the White House, getting some sort of records in order. They gave me a desk shaped like a piano to work at and kept bringing me food. George W. Bush was there and he was laughing at me because I was his personal assistant. I worried about how I would explain this to my friends. Would I become a Republican just to keep my job?
Christian Denomination Denied Right to Preach Christianity on Television
Posted on December 2, 2004 in Journalists & Pundits Morals & Ethics
The UCC is dead on.
That Turkey
Posted on December 1, 2004 in Creatures Neighborhood
I gather the bird is named Mildred and that she made the front page of The Register last week.
There is nothing Simple About Being Human
Posted on December 1, 2004 in Class Compassion Morals & Ethics
What will change the world is understanding its complexity and understanding humanity.
Looking at the Wrong Things
Posted on December 1, 2004 in Accountability Campaign 2004
Will there be a recount? If so, Blackwell must not be a part of it.
Power vs. Being
Posted on November 30, 2004 in Myths & Mysticism
The New Age is an attempt to lead me back to Suffering and for that reason, I reject it.
Doing the Harding Again
Posted on November 30, 2004 in Hikes and Trails The Orange
Sunday’s rain washed the snow off the Saddleback, purging what last Thursday’s warmth could not strip from the hills. I went for a short walk (less than four miles) up the Harding Trail to leave off a few new geocaches that some say will never get visited. I enjoyed the view, took a couple of pictures, and walked back down the track, a great smile on my face because I was out there in the brush, enjoying the blanched trunks of the sycamores and the few orange leaves that still squeaked from the electric-shock branches.
Even though it was early afternoon, the breeze chilled me.
I love the Harding. There’s no perpetual steering around trail bikers for one thing. The trail is wide, so you don’t have to stumble into the bushes every time you hear the whirr of spokes cutting the air and the cry “Behind You” usually delivered as an afterthought.
GeoWimps?
Posted on November 29, 2004 in Geocaching
I entered the world of geocaching believing that I would find many fellow outdoors enthusiasts who enjoyed getting out into the wilderness.
The West Nile Virus of Chronic Conditions
Posted on November 28, 2004 in Body Language
The little monster came back.
Exoricising Bad Poetry
Posted on November 28, 2004 in Blogging Poetry
I put my bad poems up on my blog.
Culture Wars and the Left
Posted on November 27, 2004 in Blogging Culture Liberals & Progressives The Orange
Anyone who has hung out at a biker bar for even a few minutes knows that sex, drugs, and rock and roll do not define a liberal.
New Feature
Posted on November 26, 2004 in Imagery Site News
Look in the lower right. I’ve incorporated Mobog.com photo posts into the blog. These won’t be as good as Paths of Light in quality, but you might enjoy them nonetheless.
UPDATE: So far, commentators on my photos have likened me to Saddam Hussein or a beatnik version of Al Pacino. People who can’t spell have offered damning criticism. Welcome to the Net. Or should I say, welcome to life. I am beginning to understand why Robinson Jeffers yearned for the eradication of the human race.
