Aren’t conservatives wonderful, tolerant, caring people?
And isn’t it great that Dick was there, rooting them on?
In other news, I finished reading The Bee Season this week. My mom had bought it for Brian for his birthday, but I was out of stuff to read.
I really enjoyed the book. About 1/2 way through, I had this feeling that things weren’t going to turn out so pretty. It made me sad how a family of 4 could live in such close proximity but be so incredibly far away from each other. I was also touched by Emma thinking she and her spelling had caused a divorce, and that if she simply gave up spelling things would revert to their previous state. Read it!
Now I’m reading The Pretty Bones, which I’m really liking so far. I love the concept that we each have our own personal heaven.
I wonder what would be in my personal heaven?
Dogs. Fort Funston. Golden Gate Park. Feelings of warmth. San Francisco weather on a perfect day (not too hot, not too cold, not windy, just warm, crisp, and clear). Laughing kids. Joy. Family and Friends. Wi-Fi everywhere. No football stadiums. No billboards. No companies. No powerpoint presentations.