When the Best (or at Least Semi-Good) Intentions Run Headlong into Conjunctivitis

I’d really been planning on getting back to this sooner . . . perhaps having “lunch in” yesterday. And then, just before lunch, Mia’s school called with the news of suspected pinkeye. So, I did what any good parent would do: I picked her and her lunch up, ran by the house to get some juice and bits of distraction (for her), and came back to work. Because, no matter what they say, your coworkers love nothing more than a four-year-old with the Eye Funk.

Hey! First and foremost, you should swing by SJ’s (at I, Asshole) for some PNW’d action. When she was making her contest-related pitch to win a trip to this summer’s BlogHer, I posted about her efforts here and half-jokingly suggested that (in return) she feature me in an installment of “PNW’d” . . . as a “well-hung ocelot.” Which she did. It’s here . . . and awesome.

In other news, I love how so much of America is editorializing about the Virginia Tech shootings and how the death toll would have been much less had the teachers and/or some students been armed. With guns. On campus. Yeah, let’s create a nation-sized OK Corral. Or several college-sized ones. Sounds like a grand idea. (On an aside, during the run-up to the 2000 election, my dad and I were arguing about Bush and Gore. I thought that while Gore wasn’t as proven a leader as Clinton, Bush wasn’t fit to lead a Boy Scout troop. And my dad thought that, if Gore was elected president, the Government would come take all his guns away. I just shook my head and laughed. “Yeah, they’ll never do that.”)

Now I’m thinking they should. I think the Government should take all of our guns away.

Posted by Scott-san on 04/20 at 10:36 AM
 
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