Here’s an interesting and poignant article by author Gary Kamiya on the true meaning of Memorial Day from Salon Dot Com.
I just got back at midnight from six wonderful days in California, where the most excercise I got was shutting the car door and lifting a fork to my mouth! It was sunny and warm every day I was there and I had the chance to visit a bunch of old friends, the kind you only get to see once a year (or less) due to living in different parts of the country. That is always fun, especially when you can reminisce about/make fun of all the losers who graduated high school or college with you and are now fat and divorced with dysfunctional grown kids who still live with them. Good times.
My favorite part of my visit was when my best friend in the Universe, Sue came down from LA to hang out with me at my parent's house for two days so I could maintain my sanity. Sue rocks! Here are some pictures of us at the beach.
I have other photos but they are too small to post here, so you will just have to use your imagination.
I hope that all of you had a Rad Chrismas Adventure like I did!
If I’m walking down the street and I see someone selling cut Christmas trees on the sidewalk, I always make sure to walk by – even if it means I have to cross to the other side of the street – because those trees, they smell so good. Nothing says Christmas to me quite like the smell of a fresh cut tree!
On my last day in Atlanta, I took a trip to the Georgia Aquarium, which has been open for just one year and is the largest aquarium in the world. Seriously. Here are some of the cool sea creatures I saw on my visit.
Just last night, Vince Danger and I were taking about whether we’ll ever be able to hear that Led Zeppelin song again without becoming at least somewhat emotionally overwhelmed.
I tend to avoid getting political on this page, but the fact that New Orleans and other parts of the South have been completely devastated nuclear-war-style by Hurricane Katrina simply cannot be ignored. While I was grateful and relieved to hear that my friends in Supagroup and their loved ones had successfully evacuated New Orleans prior to the storm hitting hard, I’ve been obsessively watching the coverage on CNN until I just can’t cry anymore.
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