i climbed a tree & didn't want to come down

Twenty or 50 years from now, i won't have to look in a mirror to know my parents are still alive¹ . They're inside me as much as i am my own.
That aside, I was not acting like my father.

I've taken all day to think about it. It's a bad excuse for lack of productivity. I'm busy being, not doing, man.
I'll admit, i haven't been very objective. I'm saving that detachment stuff for later. I studied self-discipline today and practiced little.
But, to be honest, it turns my stomach. The whole derisive situation reminds me why i'm a misanthropist. (& here's a random missy link.)
How very droll, my dear.

That aside, Mr William O'Ree "broke the colour barrier" in the NHL, today in 1958. In 2007, the press is all agog with Mr. Obama. I'm appalled. This man isn't black, it's a fucking experience he's had. I am not a white chick, it's how people perceive me. It's shaped my life experiences, but it has not defined me. I don't have much to rant with this, i have no where to go. I simply don't understand race issues.

And why is it accepted practice for elected officials to revoke their positions to campaign for other positions? To me, it seems like poor show. Finish the first job you were hired for before you spend time and energy on getting another.