I am eternally grateful, literally
I found this post from March in my draft folder. Somehow it never got posted... Oh well, better late than never!
If I ever leave this world alive…
Upon occasion of watching P.S. I Love You and hearing If I Ever Leave This World Alive by Flogging Molly.
If I ever leave this world alive
I’ll thank for all the things you did in my life
If I ever leave this world alive
I’ll come back down and sit beside your
feet tonight
Wherever I am you’ll always be
More than just a memory
If I ever leave this world alive
If I ever leave this world alive
I’ll take on all the sadness
That I left behind
If I ever leave this world alive
The madness that you feel will soon subside
So in a word don’t shed a tear
I’ll be here when it all gets weird
If I ever leave this world alive
So when in doubt just call my name
Just before you go insane
If I ever leave this world
Hey I may never leave this world
But if I ever leave this world alive
She says I’m okay; I’m alright,
Though you have gone from my life
You said that it would,
Now everything should be all right
She says I’m okay; I’m alright,
Though you have gone from my life
You said that it would,
Now everything should be all right
Yeah should be alright
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…
