So Goes the Nation
Aren't blogs, like, so 2005?
I got robbed last week. And when I say robbed, I mean I was connived into voluntarily giving someone money. It was at work, out of my drawer, and it was $100. Confusion and misdirection and you're either a magician or a thief. And the police said there was no crime because I voluntarily gave him the money. It was humiliating. A control freak losing control is not enjoyable. In fact, it was the focus of my entire week. But whatever, I'll punch him in the nose if I ever see him again.
And that's exactly the worst part of it all. I lost a small slice of myself that cares for other individuals, that wants to help the poor or educate the masses. And I don't know if I can get that back.
I had the chance to see Barak Obama speak today, but I declined, because it required that I purchase his new book, The Audacity of Hope, to do so. It's a book that I'd like to read, but not for $25. Besides, he's not even president yet.
Saturday, I'm playing in a poker tournament that my roommate is hosting. I'm pretty excited about it, and if anyone is going to be in the Chicago area (ahem) and wants to play in a poker tournament (it costs money), holla back.
Speaking of location, it's important that everyone in Ohio vote this time around, as in, next month. Why? Because Blackwell is running for Governor and there are few Ohio politicians who come off as being more miserable human beings than Blackwell (Ney and Trafficant, anyone?). He's part of the reason Bush won Ohio in 2004. I'm serious, there's even a movie being made about it.
Ohio in the fall is one of the most beautiful things I know. Seeing it makes me sad that I don't get to see it. Don't you just love the nip in the air while you walk down a multicolored tree lined street sipping a hot chai that warms your face and hands? Yeah.
I got robbed last week. And when I say robbed, I mean I was connived into voluntarily giving someone money. It was at work, out of my drawer, and it was $100. Confusion and misdirection and you're either a magician or a thief. And the police said there was no crime because I voluntarily gave him the money. It was humiliating. A control freak losing control is not enjoyable. In fact, it was the focus of my entire week. But whatever, I'll punch him in the nose if I ever see him again.
And that's exactly the worst part of it all. I lost a small slice of myself that cares for other individuals, that wants to help the poor or educate the masses. And I don't know if I can get that back.
I had the chance to see Barak Obama speak today, but I declined, because it required that I purchase his new book, The Audacity of Hope, to do so. It's a book that I'd like to read, but not for $25. Besides, he's not even president yet.
Saturday, I'm playing in a poker tournament that my roommate is hosting. I'm pretty excited about it, and if anyone is going to be in the Chicago area (ahem) and wants to play in a poker tournament (it costs money), holla back.
Speaking of location, it's important that everyone in Ohio vote this time around, as in, next month. Why? Because Blackwell is running for Governor and there are few Ohio politicians who come off as being more miserable human beings than Blackwell (Ney and Trafficant, anyone?). He's part of the reason Bush won Ohio in 2004. I'm serious, there's even a movie being made about it.
Ohio in the fall is one of the most beautiful things I know. Seeing it makes me sad that I don't get to see it. Don't you just love the nip in the air while you walk down a multicolored tree lined street sipping a hot chai that warms your face and hands? Yeah.