OMG HERE SHE COMES AGAIN

Palin Redux


Day 4, and even I, who can go on endlessly about this woman, am tired of the overexposure.



My reaction to her book?

"Whine, whine, whine"

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WHAT A GREAT VIDEO

A tribute to Breast Cancer Awareness, and great fun!

A COUPLE OF GREAT DAYS

Today in our part of Florida, we had the "Great American Teach In".... adults from all walks of life go into classrooms across the county and teach students about the type of work they do. From bakers to helicopter pilots to radio DJ's ... it's a great day. I haven't participated in the last 7 years and I have to remember to put it on next year's calendar!!

And tomorrow is... the Great American Smokeout! I spent the day with someone from another part of the company that has smoked for 34 years, and just quit one week ago.

Good luck, Mayra! I hope you break free for good!

Feels like a poetry day --

It was warm and about 80 degrees today. Little humidity, nice breeze. Not necessarily what I was looking for in November, but pleasant, nevertheless. The Bucs finally won in their old creamsicle uniforms with a rookie quarterback that I thought would be a dud. Will wonders never cease. A poetry day, but I confess that I'm tapped out. Something from 2006, Number 8 in my "Warm" poem series:

Laugh With Abandon

Laugh with abandon
Warm my heart
Let the timbre of your laughter
Tell me you are well, you are safe,
You are mine.


Stop and smell the flowers
Tell me a joke
Keep your sense of humor strong
Make me laugh out loud and you'll know
You are mine.


Take joy from your surroundings
Make me smile
Let the simple pleasures of your days
Overcome the sadness; tell me
You are mine.

Stop in the middle of the day
To muse, remember
That the laughter we share
Can energize us both, can express that
I am yours.


Still and all, we've got Ida lurking in the gulf. Who knows how my mood might change in a day or two?

It's 5 a.m.

What the hell am I doing up? I forgot to take my alarm off, and this is normal "wakey" time. If I wake now, I can catch 45 minutes of morning news and still get out of the house by 7. That's on the weekdays. 5 a.m. on a Saturday morning... well, I really should reconsider.

I slept long and well last night (Friday night "passing out" from a week's exhaustion)so I don't think I'll go back to bed. Leaving at 8 to go up to Allen's for breakfast. His community has a $2 breakfast buffet the first Saturday of every month. We laugh because in a 55+ community, he and I are, by far, the youngest ones.

Allen "celebrated" his 7th anniversary of his cancer diagnosis last week. He was originally given 6 months to live. This summer's round of chemo was four treatments with a new drug. The round was supposed to be 6 infusions, but his symptoms abated after 4, and he's had some cardio issues due to all the chemo he has had. He's very positive right now, and (I pay attention to these things)has recently been making plans for next year. The new housing situation in this community is part of the reason; it gave him a fresh start, and, since he's on the first instead of the third floor, it's much less wear and tear for him. I think there was a fear that, moving as far north as he was, his friends would not see him as often. But April and I have hung in there; and he and I increase the profits of Steve's Cafe instead of Nikki's Omelets when we want a good, no nonsense breakfast. I'm looking forward to tomorrow.

Weird week at work. The Miami trip broke it up, but its been a crazy cycle of people behaving badly at work. More material for the eventual book. Possible titles.. "Going Rogue". Oh, that title is taken? I laughed at it. The definition of rogue is: "a deceitful and unreliable scoundrel". It is perfect for her. (And word is "Going Maverick" was taken).

Tragedy

52 Miles from the shadow of the tragedy that was Waco...short years from the last mass killing in Luby's in Killeen, and now, Ft. Hood. This little slice of Texas has seen more than its fair share of tragedy. My heart goes out.

Mike Doughty seems oddly a prophet from his song last year, entitled, "Ft Hood". He was eulogizing the largest contingent of soldiers who had given their lives in Iraq.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BaB9dow1eR4

Off to Miami....

I'm off to Miami tomorrow, returning Wednesday night.

I'd love to tell you I'm going to enjoy some of the marvelous night life, see friends there.

Sadly, no. I've been shanghaiied into doing some government health fairs, and I'll spend nearly 20 of the next 48 hours talking about Federal health plans at a dreary venue. Still, I miss selling employee benefits, and it will be good to get away from Tampa, where all hell has been breaking loose at work, lately. Wonder if I'll get any Cuban food?