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Where to begin?

What with the holidays and everything going on while I was at home without my precious internet I find myself back online overwelmed with what all to talk about.
Like in the news, where Mark Bauerlein in the Chronicals of Higher Education publically announces that he is ready to be put to pasture having made it over the hill. As Mark mentioned in a forum people have made these same proclimations about the younger generation since there were places to write them down in. There is nothing wrong with "the kids of today", except for the fact that some are too old to realize it. Fortunately for me, Chip who brought this to my attention swears he is going to blog in detail about this so I don't have to.

In Washington a professional briber got caught and he rolled over to the feds, so now suddenly DC has become the charitable giving capital of the world. Send some to fencing guys. I can't really break ground here since I was away from the keyboard when that news broke. I am thrilled to hear that professional bribing may be going the way of the dinosaur though. Still, criminals will be criminals, elected or otherwise.

West Virgina had its share of problems as well, and thanks to Lenslinger I was able to see the tragedy from a truly unique point of view. If you aren't reading him regularly by the way, you really don't know what you are missing. This is some of the best the blogsphere has to offer.

I heard that David Letterman shot the ear off of Bill O'Really. I hate I missed that.

I got this in my email, a forward of a speech by Rev. Dr. Robin Meyers of the Mayflower Church in Oklahoma City OK. Amen.

Meanwhile back home, we have a new gas tax hike, the money from the gas tax was supposed to be used for our roads but somehow it is leaking into the general fund at such a rate that they have to keep raising the tax just to keep the road fund stable. Patch that hole in the fund so they can get back to patching the holes in the road!!!

In my personal life:
We have landed the Mid-Atlantic region Regional Youth Circuit Fencing Event. Now to find the perfect prizes! We are also running a veteran's fencing tournament in late February. We are using old outdated fencing equipment to make prizes. The joke is the trophy is as old as the fencer. The Downtown Fencing Club specializes in those less done tournaments like veterans, youth, and women, rather than only opens like most clubs. My friend's new baby is something certainly worth talking about. I could and should spend some time talking about the four CD's that caused me to decide to learn to play the fiddle. Of all of my Christmas loot, those CD's have been the most enjoyed. I got to spend some time with my family over the holidays, and even managed to spend thirty or so minutes talking with my cousin who is a freelance writer. I could spend a blog entry talking about her thoughts about mainstream print media from her perspective. I only wish I had had couple of hours more time with her. It is amazing to me that there is a writer out there who draws no hits when you google her name. Yet, just yesterday, I was sitting in Urgent Care, I pick up a magazine and read an article written by her. More on Urgent Care later, first I have to mention that the aforementioned Mark (who still needs to buy his URL back) is now a home owner, his friends, Sara and I included have all pitched in to help him move from his appartment to the new Non-Sara friendly townhome. Which leads us back to Urgent Care, Sara's get out of work note and a three day supply of Vicodin.

Oh yeah, and I found another web comic worth mentioning. Sore Thumbs is in their own words an insane political gaming manga type comic. I find it a nice mix of political humor, gaming humor, and pop culture all wrapped in a manga parody comic. Pretty good stuff.

Am I caught up? Nope. Not even a little bit. I think it is time to cut my losses on the past two weeks and just agree to start fresh on Monday. I suppose I also need to see about getting me a fiddle.

Comments

Thanks for the props, Woody! Glad to see ya back on-line...

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