Day: March 6, 2006

Crankypantsing, News & Politics

Better Late than Never

Shelly

It can be difficult to be liberally minded in a red state. The good news is that Hoosiers finally seem to be coming to their senses. According to the article from the Indy Star:

Only 37 percent of those surveyed last week think Bush is doing a good job as president, while 56 percent disapprove.

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The president’s approval rating equals the 37 percent approval rating Hoosiers gave President Bill Clinton, a Democrat, back in August 1994. And the rating mirrors the national view of the president. A recent CNN/USA Today/Gallup Poll showed the president’s approval rating nationwide at 38 percent.

I do feel a small bit of pity for some of those who supported him. They got sold a pig in a poke. For those who continue to support him, it must be hard work trying make themselves believe in The Man Behind the Curtain.

Art, Crankypantsing, Pets, Photography

Potato-Tomato

Shelly

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Happy Monday! I woke up this ayem with a stiff shoulder and sore back. I hate it when I get a sleep injury. It’s really not a good way to start the week, I think. It could be worse, though. One of my coworkers got a speeding ticket this morning. I know the area where she got it, and it’s only a fluke that I haven’t gotten one in that spot, myself. The speed limit goes from 45mph to 35mph to 45mph, so it’s easy for your speed creep up without realizing it.

So, here’s a question. I do a lot of journaling, of both the arty and just text variety. Journaling, by definition, is a personal activity. Intensely personal, at times. Twice, though, I’ve come across folks selling pages from their journals. The thought gives me brain ache. It’s one thing to share select pages from a journal by posting them on-line, but to tear pages out of a journal and sell them? It seems to me that what is being sold, then, is not in fact a page from a journal. And, why would someone want to buy a page from someone else’s journal? Maybe if you’re some sort of Leonardo, it would be understandable, but that’s not the case with the journalers in question.

I realize this may just be an issue of semantics, but there are days when I feel like semantics is the only thing that really matters. If we cannot communicate effectively, there’s not much point in communicating at all. Hrmph.