The same to Fiscus.
She's so slick...
11.11.2004
11.10.2004
projection error
Goodbye John Ashcroft. Maybe once he's gone, Bank One will finally process my credit card application. I blame the Patriot Act for it taking more than seven weeks to approve my credit. In time, I could have received two frisbies, three t-shirts, a pair of sunglasses and a keychain from the credit card vendors outside Dominos on campus. I'm starting to wonder if the "rewards" for this special card are worth it.
learned
I submitted to Esquire my own version of "What I've Learned." If anything looks familiar, it's because I've pulled from previous blog posts and emails:
It's easy to find someone to drink with. It's more challenging, and thus more rewarding, to find someone whose presence you enjoy after you have each been drinking.
It's hard to have a good day when you're wearing uncomfortable shoes.
If you talk like you know what you're doing and act like you know what you're doing, people will treat you like you know what you're doing. That gives you the time to figure out what the hell you're supposed to be doing.
E-mails tend to circulate. Never write anything down that you don't want falling into the wrong hands.
After eating many meals alone, I've learned to appreciate good dinner conversations.
Just about any photograph looks artsy in black and white.
I consider myself a very tolerant person; I can get along with just about everyone. Ironically, though, the people I am most intolerant of are the people I consider intolerant.
Office phone systems are more confusing than a computer network.
As stressful as the job hunt was, there was always that lining of expectancy, the opportunity for a great adventure. Now everything is defined by deadlines and the 9-5.
This having a job thing, it's kinda weird. I feel like I am constantly acting, pretending to be someone much more knowledgeable and more creative than I actually am.
The more I talk to people who speak in terms of black and white, the more convinced I am of life's shades of gray.
God is bigger than my doubts and bigger than my beliefs as well.
Moving is hard. It takes time to get used to a new place. You have to scream a little, cry a little, dream a little there and soon it becomes a place full of you.
Goodbye John Ashcroft. Maybe once he's gone, Bank One will finally process my credit card application. I blame the Patriot Act for it taking more than seven weeks to approve my credit. In time, I could have received two frisbies, three t-shirts, a pair of sunglasses and a keychain from the credit card vendors outside Dominos on campus. I'm starting to wonder if the "rewards" for this special card are worth it.
learned
I submitted to Esquire my own version of "What I've Learned." If anything looks familiar, it's because I've pulled from previous blog posts and emails:
It's easy to find someone to drink with. It's more challenging, and thus more rewarding, to find someone whose presence you enjoy after you have each been drinking.
It's hard to have a good day when you're wearing uncomfortable shoes.
If you talk like you know what you're doing and act like you know what you're doing, people will treat you like you know what you're doing. That gives you the time to figure out what the hell you're supposed to be doing.
E-mails tend to circulate. Never write anything down that you don't want falling into the wrong hands.
After eating many meals alone, I've learned to appreciate good dinner conversations.
Just about any photograph looks artsy in black and white.
I consider myself a very tolerant person; I can get along with just about everyone. Ironically, though, the people I am most intolerant of are the people I consider intolerant.
Office phone systems are more confusing than a computer network.
As stressful as the job hunt was, there was always that lining of expectancy, the opportunity for a great adventure. Now everything is defined by deadlines and the 9-5.
This having a job thing, it's kinda weird. I feel like I am constantly acting, pretending to be someone much more knowledgeable and more creative than I actually am.
The more I talk to people who speak in terms of black and white, the more convinced I am of life's shades of gray.
God is bigger than my doubts and bigger than my beliefs as well.
Moving is hard. It takes time to get used to a new place. You have to scream a little, cry a little, dream a little there and soon it becomes a place full of you.
11.07.2004
people who have earned my respect this election season
Arizona Gov. Janet Napolitano. She spoke at the DNC, has shown bipartisan support within state government, has made a special trip to Utah to meet with leaders of the LDS Church to gain understanding to deal with the rise in Mormon population and is currently in London working to attract British businesses and airlines to the state. (A direct flight from PHX to Heathrow would be fabulous by my standards.)
Arizona Sen. John McCain. Even though he was so highly favored to win reelection that his opponent didn't even have support from the Democratic party, McCain still agreed to debate Stuart Starky because he "was very impressed that Mr. Starky went all over the state to gather signatures...The fact that he qualified to be on the ballot, he deserves to debate me face to face." He's just a class-act. And because he made Jay Leno laugh so hard he couldn't speak on the Tonight Show a couple days after the election.
Candidate John Kerry, for knowing when to let the political process speak and not causing greater strife by drawing the process into a legal battle. My hope now resides in the fact that Kerry still has his Senate seat and that he and McCain will use their friendship to encourage their parties to work together.
NYT columnist Thomas Friedman. He puts words to my own beliefs. Everytime I read his column, I come away learning something about myself and the world. An example from today's column: "...what troubled me this past Wednesday was my feeling that this election was tipped because of an outpouring of support for George Bush by people who don't just favor different policies from me—they favor a whole different kind of America from me. We don't just disagree on what America should be doing; we disagree on what America is." (emphasis not added)
The more than 70 Boulder High School students who organized a peaceful protest (with the consent of the principal) in the school's library Thursday night because they were concerned that their views were not being listened to.
Colorado Rep. Mark Udall. He met with said students Friday morning at the end of their protest to engage them in discussion about their concerns.
Speaking of Coloradoans, Sarah. She and I can debate and discuss politics, and even though we come to different conclusions, we can leave our debates knowing that our friendship is stronger because we respect each other's beliefs.
My sister, Allison, who made the efforts to learn about the local and national issues and candidates before voting for the first time.
My parents. My mom, for her emotional response this morning in church to a hymn that reminded her that even though the election outcome did not match her beliefs, all is in God's hands. My dad, for his half-joking/half-serious suggestion that "marriages" (the religious ceremonies) should be left totally to the churches/synogues/places of worship, and that the government term for civil unions for any/all couples who wish to be so united should be changed to "partnerships." Says he: "We would be Ken and Hildie, Inc. She's the CEO and I'm the CFO."
Arizona Gov. Janet Napolitano. She spoke at the DNC, has shown bipartisan support within state government, has made a special trip to Utah to meet with leaders of the LDS Church to gain understanding to deal with the rise in Mormon population and is currently in London working to attract British businesses and airlines to the state. (A direct flight from PHX to Heathrow would be fabulous by my standards.)
Arizona Sen. John McCain. Even though he was so highly favored to win reelection that his opponent didn't even have support from the Democratic party, McCain still agreed to debate Stuart Starky because he "was very impressed that Mr. Starky went all over the state to gather signatures...The fact that he qualified to be on the ballot, he deserves to debate me face to face." He's just a class-act. And because he made Jay Leno laugh so hard he couldn't speak on the Tonight Show a couple days after the election.
Candidate John Kerry, for knowing when to let the political process speak and not causing greater strife by drawing the process into a legal battle. My hope now resides in the fact that Kerry still has his Senate seat and that he and McCain will use their friendship to encourage their parties to work together.
NYT columnist Thomas Friedman. He puts words to my own beliefs. Everytime I read his column, I come away learning something about myself and the world. An example from today's column: "...what troubled me this past Wednesday was my feeling that this election was tipped because of an outpouring of support for George Bush by people who don't just favor different policies from me—they favor a whole different kind of America from me. We don't just disagree on what America should be doing; we disagree on what America is." (emphasis not added)
The more than 70 Boulder High School students who organized a peaceful protest (with the consent of the principal) in the school's library Thursday night because they were concerned that their views were not being listened to.
Colorado Rep. Mark Udall. He met with said students Friday morning at the end of their protest to engage them in discussion about their concerns.
Speaking of Coloradoans, Sarah. She and I can debate and discuss politics, and even though we come to different conclusions, we can leave our debates knowing that our friendship is stronger because we respect each other's beliefs.
My sister, Allison, who made the efforts to learn about the local and national issues and candidates before voting for the first time.
My parents. My mom, for her emotional response this morning in church to a hymn that reminded her that even though the election outcome did not match her beliefs, all is in God's hands. My dad, for his half-joking/half-serious suggestion that "marriages" (the religious ceremonies) should be left totally to the churches/synogues/places of worship, and that the government term for civil unions for any/all couples who wish to be so united should be changed to "partnerships." Says he: "We would be Ken and Hildie, Inc. She's the CEO and I'm the CFO."
11.06.2004
11.04.2004
election reflection
Disappointed? Yes. I cried. Surprised? No. But do I understand it? I try. But I just don't understand how 52% of America can say they are dissatisfied with how things are going and still elect the same leader. I don't know how I'm going to be able to listen to that man for another four years.
post-election projections
+ Colin Powell will leave.
+ Condoleeza Rice will leave.
+ Donald Rumsfeld will be asked to leave.
+ John Ashcroft should leave but won't.
+ Karl Rove will tour the country, waving his arms about and shouting, "Hallelujah!"
Disappointed? Yes. I cried. Surprised? No. But do I understand it? I try. But I just don't understand how 52% of America can say they are dissatisfied with how things are going and still elect the same leader. I don't know how I'm going to be able to listen to that man for another four years.
post-election projections
+ Colin Powell will leave.
+ Condoleeza Rice will leave.
+ Donald Rumsfeld will be asked to leave.
+ John Ashcroft should leave but won't.
+ Karl Rove will tour the country, waving his arms about and shouting, "Hallelujah!"
11.02.2004
11.01.2004
the first time i voted, i voted for bush
Fortunately, my vote didn't count, as it was a "Kid Vote" activity in my third grade class. The activity, though, taught me my very first political lesson. When I came home from school, my mom asked who I'd voted for. I told her Bush, because "I didn't know how to spell the other guy's name." As a 10-year-old, I recognized the word "bush." Dukakis, however sounded foreign to me. My mom then proceeded to lecture me about the responsibilities of being an informed voter, of voting for someone because of what they believe in and stand for, not because of some superficial reason like you don't like the sound of their name. Ok, so maybe she didn't lecture me; she probably made some comment about how as an adult, I should know the issues before voting. It sure stuck with me, though. For a long time, I refused to understand politics. The issues didn't seem to affect me, and they were so far removed from my important day-to-day routine of getting my English paper written or figuring out whether Tucker liked me. Until recently, I probably would have had superficial reasons influencing my vote. I don't know if it has just been a matter of learning to understand the world and nation around me and my role in it, or if I have surrounded myself with people who care and thus spur me on to care as well, or if this election has really hit a strong chord with/against my beliefs. Whatever caused my switch from apathy to interest, though must be at work within all voters, because voter apathy seems to be gone this time around. And I think that's a good thing.
In this time of introspection.
On the eve of [the] election...
Fortunately, my vote didn't count, as it was a "Kid Vote" activity in my third grade class. The activity, though, taught me my very first political lesson. When I came home from school, my mom asked who I'd voted for. I told her Bush, because "I didn't know how to spell the other guy's name." As a 10-year-old, I recognized the word "bush." Dukakis, however sounded foreign to me. My mom then proceeded to lecture me about the responsibilities of being an informed voter, of voting for someone because of what they believe in and stand for, not because of some superficial reason like you don't like the sound of their name. Ok, so maybe she didn't lecture me; she probably made some comment about how as an adult, I should know the issues before voting. It sure stuck with me, though. For a long time, I refused to understand politics. The issues didn't seem to affect me, and they were so far removed from my important day-to-day routine of getting my English paper written or figuring out whether Tucker liked me. Until recently, I probably would have had superficial reasons influencing my vote. I don't know if it has just been a matter of learning to understand the world and nation around me and my role in it, or if I have surrounded myself with people who care and thus spur me on to care as well, or if this election has really hit a strong chord with/against my beliefs. Whatever caused my switch from apathy to interest, though must be at work within all voters, because voter apathy seems to be gone this time around. And I think that's a good thing.
In this time of introspection.
On the eve of [the] election...
back in time for all the action
what happened to the sept. 12 mindset?
"...I remember the day. In one voice and many languages, the world said, 'Today we are all Americans'...I have an entire Rolodex of reasons why I would not vote to keep this president in office. But none of them trumps my sense of danger at being led by a man who tailors the facts to fit the mind that is indeed set."
-Ellen Goodman, Boston Globe.
what happened to the sept. 12 mindset?
"...I remember the day. In one voice and many languages, the world said, 'Today we are all Americans'...I have an entire Rolodex of reasons why I would not vote to keep this president in office. But none of them trumps my sense of danger at being led by a man who tailors the facts to fit the mind that is indeed set."
-Ellen Goodman, Boston Globe.
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