My oldest son is now in Cub Scouts. He is there right now, in fact.
My wife told me that earlier today, she took him around the block
(which in itself is just sad -- when was it that an 8-year-old
had to be accompanied around the block?) to sell the popcorn for his
fundraiser. No one would buy any. Sure, we're not in the richest
neighborhood, but still -- no one would buy any. Here I sit at the
computer, and on the desk in front of me sit a half-dozen door hangers
for the fundraiser, on each of which my son has written his name, and that
he will be back on Friday to pick them up. They are all still sitting here.
And I am overcome by a profound sadness -- my boy is trying to help
and do something, and all he got today was rejection.
Posted in the evening [ /home ]
about a generic blog. What can I say, I'm not a design guy. My
brother says he'll design a template for me if I want...
These are the sites that I read the most:
instapundit (like many, many
OK, OK, so I'm biased. Big deal.
Arts & Letters Daily
The best dang writing on the web, period. (At least it was, when I
set up this blog 4 years ago.)
(especially the Bleat)
Eject! Eject! Eject!
Worse Than Failure
Balkin (when I want to get mad)
Volokh & Co. (I like Phillipe the best) (where did he go, anyway?)
Some Harvard graduate who happens to be totally hilarious.
Other interesting political commentary
(and what happened to him, too?)
Best of the Web
(What the heck happened to him, anyway?)
Viva El Birdos
I used to read all the time, but rarely visit anymore
New York Press
Marvelous ways to waste an afternoon
Travels with Samantha (rated PG-13)
The Institute of
The Fabulous Ruins of
Insultingly Stupid Movie Physics
The Tolkien Sarcasm Page