There oughta be a law…
In Utah, after a pregnant 17-year-old paid a man $150 to beat her in an effort to induce a miscarriage, legislators passed a law that would allow a woman in such circumstances to be charged with homicide.
It always stuns me when people try to legislate misguided stupidity out of existence. Sure, punish them more, that’ll fix the issue…
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/06/03/health/policy/03abortion.html
I find this humorous, but…
…then again , I think its mostly true…
No real news
Insulation and garages. And lots of wiring. Pretty damn boring altogether…
Poem Alert! Duck!
There are 3 sides to a river
All of the moments are cascading before me
Time is a river I must cross.
If nothing flows past me,
Then I am alone;
No island nor bridge,
Just a solitary shore.
Vast yet incomplete
An infinite line.
Points makeup segments
Arcs fail to to resolve.
Time can be channeled,
Time can be bent.
But a flow can not be halted
Without losing its nature
So I must risk crossing
Or gain nothing but stasis
On occasion of feeling nothing but the opposite
Weekend Warriors
Finally got back to Nordegg to unwind, visit with Brent at Shunda Creek Hostel and break out the climbing gear. It was too cold to climb on Saturday, so we upped the ante and visited a glacier. Sunday saw saw rocking 5.4s as we introduced a n00b to the awesome sport of being scared spitless…
Good times on the Columbia icefields…
She started on a 5.6 and by the time she hit the 5.5 at Hogwarts, it was old hat!
All in all, a great weekend featuring 4 bears, 1 elk, many sheep and many, many, many deer. Co-starring a bbq’d pizza, red wine and an unplanned tomato salad.
Hey Bert!
Last last-show of the season, this time at Studio Theatre. Bertolt Brecht’s the Good Woman of Setzuan. Apparently 3 hrs of theatre goodness. Um.
A beautiful night for some theatre…
BPAA Awards Ahoy!
The BPAA Awards ceremony this year is at the Delta South. Dinner was good and the speeches are just starting… Sigh.
Leslie presents Poetry Book of the Year.
Not So Random Image of the Day
Bruce, a beer, and two baby beers. (All right, one’s a Strongbow, but it counts…)
Too much time in a tub makes you a prude
A friend of mine in love with children’s books, posted a post recently in which she pointed out our North American issues with bodies. Apparently the Canadian edition of Else-Marie and Her Seven Little Daddies simply omitted an image of communal bathing. Why? I guess it was too much for our high morality. I mean after all, heaven forfend we start to look at each other realistically…
Why I read blogs…
Because you come across these gems when cruising science fiction feeds:
Matthew 6:1-4 (New International Version)
Matthew 6Giving to the Needy
1 “Be careful not to do your ‘acts of righteousness’ before men, to be seen by them. If you do, you will have no reward from your Father in heaven.
2 “So when you give to the needy, do not announce it with trumpets, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and on the streets, to be honored by men. I tell you the truth, they have received their reward in full. 3 But when you give to the needy, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, 4 so that your giving may be in secret. Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you.
Such a simple concept. That Jesus was a righteous dude