Spacekicker, my best friend from 3rd grade, interviews Ariel

Don’t Cry Over Spilled Oil?

McCain was going to take a helicopter out to a drilling rig off the Louisiana coast to emphasize his plan for more oil drilling in the U.S. to lower gas prices, but he canceled the trip.

There is a huge oil spill on the Mississippi River near New Orleans right now.

Could it be that McCain is worried about ferrying hundreds of reporters to Louisiana, getting two paragraphs about his visit to the rig and then 10 paragraphs about the oil spill, reminding the voters of the dangers of drilling off the coast?

The McCain campaign didn’t issue a statement about the oil spill.

Austin Storms the Obama Party

I and some select members of my JustFaith group at church came up with a statement that we’re sending to the Democratic Party.  Obama–holding to his mantra of bringing about change–has opened up the party platform building process to average folk for the first time ever.  We held an official Party Platform Meeting at our house on Tuesday night, coordinated through the Obama campaign, and this is what we drafted.  It will be submitted and considered for insertion into the party platform along with hundreds of other groups around the country.  It felt nice to lend our prophetic voices to the process, whatever the results turn out to be.  Hopefully, enough other groups lifted up the same recommendations and we’ll get heard.  Please take a look.  Feel free to share your thoughts.

Time for a fast

I’ve decided that I’m going to fast all this week.  I’m going for the gold: no food at all until Friday evening.  I’m only going to drink water and tea.

I’ve done this before.  It’s not extremely difficult for me…and I know it’ll be safe…but it will require a bit of focus and concentration.  One of the reasons I love the notion of fasting is not only that it clears the body of toxins and fat cells, etc., but that it helps to clear the mind, as well.

This exercise-this exorcise-is long overdue.  I’ve dumped way too much crap into my system this summer, and it’s time to hit the reset button.  We’ll see if my thoughts clear, too.

Cylon sex

So, Clare and I have been on a week-long Battlestar bender.  We’re going to have to join a BS-Anonymous group if we don’t pull out of it soon.  Problem is, there’s no end in sight.  We’ve spent the past two years watching episodes very slowly, as if we were rationing rare tequila, savoring every drop.  But that has always left us vulnerable to unintended spoilers, etc.  We’ve also had to avoid conversations with friends so as not to learn something prematurely.  But the writer’s strike has presented us with the opportunity to catch up. So we’re tossing down the shots now like we’re in a Tiajuana bar.

I’ve long had a question that I might as well pose here (part of the 12 step program).  Early in the series, they did this dramatic thing where whenever a skin-job cylon was having sex, they show her spine glowing red (very cinematic).  But cylons are supposed to be perfectly indistinguishable from humans.  What’s the deal?  The humans have long struggled to find a way to “out” the cylon imposters.  Little do they know that they only have to get them on their backs.  Of course, the easy explaination for this is that the glowing spine was presented to the audience only for dramatic effect, and that the characters in the story would not be omniscient enough to see it themselves.

Good thing there are so few plot holes to bicker about.

Eppie’s Great Race

I ran the…um…running part…of a triathalon this morning as part of a relay team.  I finished the 6 miles in just under 54 minutes.  Not horrible, but I certainly wasn’t at the top of my game.  I’ve got to learn how to prep for a race better.  A cup of coffee and a bunch of watermelon doesn’t cut it, it would seem, on race morning.

Yet another new blog attempt

Well, here we go again:  time to give the blog thing another go.  I hope this one sticks.  We’ll see…