Travel Day

Off for work--flying high in the sky while Mommy and Booglet sleep quietly. The Little One observes every new present under our big tree (brought to you by Bubba) with the eyes of an IRS auditor. The rain is falling over the bay and the night is still on the porch.

Some thoughts then...

The Omnivoure's Dilemma, I told you guys. It was picked as one of the NYT's best books of 2006.

The Garden of Eden. I wasn't kidding, see Gloria Jahoda's The Other Florida, find it yourself...you won't be disappointed.

The Gators win the SEC! I was there...pictures to come...I promise. Now just to get past those pesky Buckeyes. Funny thing is, U of F and Ohio State are so much alike. Big diploma factories. Tens of thousands of hopefull world changers. Wait till you guys have to clean the poopy diapers of the real world. It's tedious and exhilarating at the same time.

Loons on the bay, calling their funky call as the rain let's off...Chester on the couch next to me waiting for the rain to subside so we can go walking dawgs...maybe Pup...we'll see what the weather does tonight.

So James Baker swoops in with some advice (remember when the 'grown-ups' we're gonna take over in 2000), and no one listens. It's like telling your child to eat her vegetables and her telling you back she doesn't have to...except this is the leader of our country and HIS daddy didn't like brocolli and in two more years this will be someone else's problem and he'll retire to clearing brush and keeping Cindy Sheehan away... Meanwhile back at the bank they're lookin for their $8.6 trillion dollars.

I guess when I'm gone they'll ask the Booglet for the money. That's the reckoning our government is assiduously avoiding talking about.

My prediction Sugarbear...in twenty years a Bush supporter will be as hard to find as a warbler, or a Nixon supporter, or a manatee (don't worry, we'll go see them before they're killed off entirely by boaters rushing off to catch the sunset). But the US government will still be asking you for money. Your Daddy isn't politically connected. It will cost you one day. Still, you wouldn't want Daddy dealing with those people anyway...they're yucky.

But meanwhile, while we're all still here...Daddy's gotta put together the trampoline Santa brought. And for Mommy, Santa has a special package...