Monday, March 31

Deja Nam

Friendly Al was wearing a Vote for Obama t-shirt and huge Obama button on his shiny blue jacket. He was more than ready to bring the "boys" home from the second fiasco, this time in Iraq. Barak was the ticket to get this done --- not Hillary, and certainly not McCain.

That's my wish as well. Bring them home. We have plenty of oil in Alaska and offshore to supply the good ol' USA for hundreds of years (if this mess is about oil --- which I really doubt). If it's about freedom, the Iraqis must want freedom badly enough to secure it by themselves. They don't need us to train them how to get it. They can fight their own civil war for it.

Our 'fight' is here, on the borders and within the states that harbor these extremists, illegals and their sympathizers. Denmark is reeling from its 'open-arms' policies. Looks like we're next in line for the dance.

You can see photos of the Vietnam Veteran Welcome Home event last Sunday here:

Sunday, March 16

This Fragile Force

Windblown blossoms sail the breeze and land willy-nilly on the grass or spider webs. The spiders do wish they'd stop.

The northyard's green explosion reaches heavenward, defying all but mowing and poison. It must prevail without choice. It must drink the sunlight, devour the earth and make babies. It's a beautiful thing . . . and painless.

"Now this I say, brethren, that flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God; neither does corruption inherit incorruption. Behold, I show you a mystery; We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed. In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump: for the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed. For this corruption must put on incorruption, and this mortal must put on immortality. So when this corruptible shall have put on incorruption, and this mortal shall have put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written, 'Death is swallowed up in victory. O death, where is your sting? O grave, where is your victory?'" (St. Paul, I Corinthians 15:50-55

Friday, March 14

The Pharmacy is Full

Today's visit to the local Kaiser pharmacy to pick up meds to treat Barb's flu symptoms reinforced my belief in the power of genetic inheritance. We disease prone humans are but a breath away from the next world. The place was packed with young and old, thick and thin, rich and poor. Barb had to wait at the entrance after her doctor's visit. She was too weak to walk the '1/2 mile' to the pharmacy, so I accepted the challenge. If you weren't sick before you wandered in, you would most likely catch something before you wandered out. Tis the plague season.

God, be merciful to us sinners.

Sunday, March 2

Chinese / Vietnamese New Year Parade

Well, you missed it . . . again. . . the downtown parade that is the most colorful event of the year. It had all the trappings of the Year of the Rat celebration but the firecrackers! Enjoyed by all ages, the dragons were the biggest draw. Guess that's why they put the Clydesdale horses and the Wells Fargo stage at the very end of the venue.

You can see all 117 pictures at my photo site: