The Eastern Seaboard (US) is preparing to be swept out to sea by Hurricane Irene and it's dominating the news. Christian media reports that it's God's wrath. Al Gore says that it's an inconvenient truth.
Meanwhile, on the West Coast, we're preparing for another perfect day to BBQ and maybe head down to the beach to surf or watch the surfers, whatever your preference. It's supposed to be over 100 (F) today, which means very little, because it's August.
So, while people on the East Coast crowd into markets to buy up all of the bottled water and canned food that they can find...
We're making do as best we can, throwing shrimp on the BBQ and just hanging out.
There's a baby living in my house. You read it on previous blogging. The greatest sin in a home with a baby present is: Waking up the baby!
Babies wield tremendous influence, disproportionate to their size. I recalled a Married with Children episode where the actors all 'did their hail baby' and thought that it might serve as a blog about the condition of people with a new baby in the house.
TRANSCRIPT: Married With Children
LOOKING FOR A DESK IN ALL THE WRONG PLACES
Al Bundy...................Ed O'Neill
Peg Bundy..................Katey Sagal
Marcy D'Arcy...............Amanda Bearse
Kelly Bundy................Christina Applegate
Bud Bundy..................David Faustino
ACT ONE SCENE ONE A "baby meeting" in the kitchen Closeup on Peggy
PEGGY Hear-he, hear-he. I am now officially opening the weekly Bundy baby meeting, which we all look forward to so much. [chuckles] We see that the other three Bundys are asleep with their heads on the kitchen table.
PEGGY [calling out] Dinner time! Al and Bud wake with a start.
PEGGY Just kidding. [laughs]
AL I love you, Peg.
AL Just kidding.
PEGGY That was your daddy. I know he doesn't sound like much, but ooh, he brings in the big bucks. [to others] Now we shall begin with the traditional salutation. Al and Bud get up.
AL & BUD [with a complete lack of enthusiasm] Hail baby. They sit back down.
BUD Hail baby. [reading out loud] "I can no longer write down the insane bellowing of what used to be my mother". [becoming interested] "This baby is a curse to us all. Wait, I'm supposed to rise and give a 'hail baby'. There, I've done it. I feel cheaper than I've ever felt, and that's saying something". Peggy snatches the notebook from Bud's hands and hits Kelly in the head with it. Kelly wakes up.
PEGGY And now we will hear from the treasurer. Al clears his throat and gets up.
AL According to my research, it takes $780,000 to raise a baby from birth to college. Thankfully, since I sold a shoe last week, I am proud to anounce that we're now just short $780,000. Thank you very much. Al sits down, then gets up again.
I've never been a huge fan of swimming pools mainly because they're expensive to build, expensive to maintain and because I always end up paying the bills and doing a lot of the work. Yes, I know that makes me sound cheap and lazy. These days, I have the work done. (making me sound even lazier)
However there is an up-side to swimming pools. It draws the kids and the grandchildren to the house to hang out and play. Like the cheese in a trap. Add some BBQ hamburgers and it's a near certain thing that they'll come by.
I installed a removable pool fence (in background) for the sake of safety. The two-year olds can be crazy when water is near. Alyssa, like most children, is drawn to water and mud. Fortunately the pool doesn't have muddy water in it.
We're on a two-day count down to the stork bringing Liam James Markee into the world. My daughter, Heather, is living with me while her husband, James, is serving his country in Afghanistan. We are going to video stream the newborn to him as soon as Heather is out of recovery and back to her room in the hospital maternity ward.
The best thing about dreams is that fleeting moment, when you are between sleep and wakefulness when you can’t quite tell the difference between fantasy and reality. Just for one brief moment, you feel with your entire soul that the dream is real and that it really happened.
What if it really happened, but it wasn’t merely your dream? What if you dreamed someone else’s reality? And they dreamed yours? And what if you felt as if you couldn't live without them - and if they couldn't live without you?
And what if you were part of an invasion fleet headed for their world with orders to kill that person?
(Morgan asked for more plot and conflict)
The whole plot with story arcs is well laid out, I just don't want to put it on the Internet before I've completed the work.
This blog has many elements and depending on your interests, may pique your imagination...or not. I urge you to be unreasonable. Reasonable people adapt themselves to the world. The unreasonable persist in trying to adapt the world to themselves, therefore all progress depends on unreasonable people. The more unreasonable you are, the more likely you are to enjoy this blog. All men dream, but not equally.
If you're a socialist or a Marxist, you'll find that I poke fun at your absurd notions of "good government" on a regular basis. So you might not wish to follow this blog because you'll be offended.
John Locke said, "One unerring mark of the love of truth is not entertaining any proposition with greater assurance than the proofs it is built upon will warrant." I like what Locke said. We can't theorize without adequate information because when we do we inevitably twist facts to suit theories rather than theories to suit facts. In this blog and in my life, I try to maintain this perspective.
Either you believe in our essential spark of shared divinity, or you succumb to our human insecurity. Either way your conscience lets you slice it, the main thing is to earnestly do what is right at the time.
Today, I balance work and play as much as anyone can. All things remaining equal, play is more important. Life is short - it's important to make every day count for something, if only to yourself.
I'm a former tinker/tailor/soldier/sailor who has now decided that maybe it really wasn't all done for nothing.