There really is something about this time of year that compels me to shop. Although, it seems I'm really only interested in shopping for myself: I bought two pairs of shoes and a sweater, and there's a jacket coming through the mail.
I love the holidays!

(Shoes seem to be very important to me. I think when I started to develop a semblance of a personal clothing style, it began with shoes. Once I found the right pair of shoes, everything else followed. I discovered I needed to acquire clothes that justified the shoes. Such is my "epistemology of fashion." But, perhaps I simply have a peculiar relationship with one kind of apparel.)

I discovered, after I bought the sweater, that my mom was planning to give me the same sweater for Christmas. So I think I should subjugate my navel gazing for a bit and focus on others.

This seems like a good time for one of those blog queries that begs for audience participation. You know, the kind where the blogger puts the burden of content creation on the reader. So what do you want for Christmas? And what is your epistemology of fashion?

Hey, I've got a VIP pass to Chromium! Who wants to go clubbing?!

Dan Rather's back is against the wall, his shirt tails are on fire and the bill collectors are at the door.

Ow. My head hurts.

On the plus side, I have managed to bring my computer back from bizarro world. It turns out there is a keyboard command in Mac OSX that turns white to black on the display. Knowing this now, I have a mischeivous urge to venture to the Apple Store and transform every computer desktop I can touch into a negative image of itself.

It would be really interesting if the staff there didn't know how to fix the problem.

The problem with an overcast sky is that I wake up at noon, but because it's dark, I think it's 6am.

Hi-ho, Hi-ho.

I paid $1.88 per gallon for gas last night. Oh Condi, Condi.
I downloaded Brian Wilson presents the Wondermints help Brian Wilson record a cover version of a record he made forty years ago that was never released as a complete album called Smile, from iTunes. Well, I understand now why it was never released. So I was listening to this and I fell asleep too close to the computer keyboard. I don't remember anything about the dream I had except that it had fully developed fictional characters and a plot which made my conscious mind envious of my subconscious mind's literary prowess. Not only that, but I also discovered that my computer display had become a photo negative. Everything is inside-out. Black is white, day is night. I don't know how this happened, but I suspect the keyboard was subject to a somnolent leaning-on. I haven't been able to fix the problem, so I'm declaring today opposite day.
At least until my blinking white cursor turns black again.

Alright. So I had to sit through a 2 hour "business" meeting wherein we congratulated ourselves on 3rd quarter results. But, of course, there's always room for improvement. To this end, one of the speakers imparted this pearl of corporate wisdom:

"Ignorance is half the battle."

That's right boys and girls. Once you have acheived ignorance, you're halfway to victory!

Damn!
France just destroyed my air force.

I should probably write something here...
I have about a half dozen intended emails I haven't sent out to people, so not only am I neglecting the imaginary general public on this blog, but I'm also neglecting my personal relationships, which is what I do.

Well, there's been a lot of incoherent babbling on this page the past week so let me put myself into perspective:
There are, as far as I am able to discern, only three reasons someone would disagree with my point of view on matters of public policy.

1) A person is misinformed, uninformed or prejudiced.
2) A person has goals for public policy that are in conflict with my desired outcome for society.
3) A person shares the same goals, but has disagreement about how to achieve those goals.

Of those three, I believe the category that includes the smallest number of people is 2. I am somewhat less certain of this given the events of last week, but I still suspect that most of us share common goals as individuals and by extension as a polity.

So, what I would like to do is engage in a dialogue with those who disagree with my positions on public policy. This is probably not the best place to engage in this kind of discourse, so other methods can be found.

"There are two colours in my head, there are two colours in my head."

Fear and Trembling

Here's an article

Here's another article

And one more

So, 59 million people see G.W. as a "Knight of Faith?"

Uh-oh.

Hail to the Thief

Let's go Blue States! (clap clap clapclapclap)
Let's go Blue States! (clap clap clapclapclap)