Thoughts On A Sunday

It's been a lazy weekend here at The Manse. I did my share of the housework, inside and out (the proverbial honey-do list), though there wasn't all that much on it. Deb has taken care of her part. Again, the list wasn't long. We need a lazy weekend now and then just to recharge the batteries. The last thing either one of us needs is one of those “I'm glad to get back to work so I can rest” moments.

I can safely say neither one of us will be thinking that this Monday morning.


It looks like Obama's campaign promise for a rapid withdrawal from Iraq is coming back to bite him. His claims about the situation in Iraq are quite out of date and less likely to be a factor in the upcoming election.


It also looks like Obama's plan for raising taxes will also be a non-starter.


Getting the new Weekend Pundit site configured is taking a lot longer than I thought it would. There are a lot of differences between Movable Type 2.63, which was used at the now defunct old site, and Movable Type 4.1, which the new site uses. The templates from the old site don't work with the new one, meaning a lot of reading and recoding on my part. Hopefully I'll get it all squared away and get the site looking more like the old one sometime soon.


Could it be we're due for a drop in crude oil prices?

(H/T Maggie's Farm)


Is equality a myth? Has it outlived its time, or is it still attainable? Or have we confused equality of opportunity with equality of outcome?


I've been watching Discovery Channel's When We Left Earth, the saga of NASA's manned missions. To show you how ancient I am, I remember all of NASA's manned missions in the 60's and 70's, from the first one with Alan Shepard to Skylab and to the joint Apollo/Soyuz mission. It brings back many memories, including building a scale model of the Saturn V, which stood almost 5 feet tall and included the ability to separate the stages and remove the LEM and Command Module.

These days manned spaceflight seems so mundane, so ho-hum. Yet to me it's still exciting. It makes me yearn for the days when nothing seemed impossible, when we still set our sights on a permanent presence on the moon and exploration of Mars.

Those were heady days indeed.


And that's the news from Lake Winnipesaukee, where the rumble of motorcycles can be heard for miles, the weather is cold and rainy, and where we have to get back to work tomorrow.

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