Well now… • 12.19.08
I go to read my regular morning blogs, including Whedonesque, when I run across this:
I go to read my regular morning blogs, including Whedonesque, when I run across this:
So, I don’t even know how many people are reading this enough to even interject comments, but it seems that we haven’t had any long comment threads lately, if ever. Let’s start.
So, we’re in quite the shitstorm here, aren’t we? I have to admit that after the vote failed yesterday, I was thinking that it may be for the best, in that we hadn’t had time to look over the bill. Also, quite frankly, I thought what was the worst that could happen to us? Admittedly, Bend Oregon, where I live, is the 2nd most overvalued real estate in the country (that’s a new ranking in the last month or so). I think I can safely say that we lost all of the money we put into the house as a downpayment. And it was sizable. However, it was money received entirely from selling our old house, so it was kinda funny money anyway.
My wife has a job in a medical practice specializing in non-elective surgery, so that business should remain steady, and I’m a stay at home dad, with a few clients, one of whom works for the oil and gas industry. What’s the worst that could happen to us?
Well, this seeks to address my concerns.
I’m still not entirely convinced though, I’d like to hear what other people think, and more importantly how, if at all, they see it affecting them. Some of those links mention larger companies possibly not making payroll, but does anyone reading actually work for a company that requires a loan to make payroll? I know that there are people who have been affected by the general economy adversely, but would this bill have fixed that, or was too much shit broken?

As I get older, it seems that I start caring less what people think about me. It’s not in the, “dude, I’m so cool, I’m wearing this T-shirt by a band you’ve never heard of,” way, but more in the, “I completely realize I’m going to look like a fool, but my comfort just trumps that.”
The first hump was probably the spandex cycling pants. Sure, you may look cool in a rarefied group of people, but the vast majority of people look at you and chuckle, if you’re lucky. Next came the recumbent bike. Sara inherited my old one, so I’ll write more about the new fancy one later.
Most recently came these sandals, inspired originally by an article in BoingBoing. I inherited annoying foot issues from my Dad (which I will lovingly pass on to Cameron…circle of life baby) including a big toe that kinda wants to point up, and arches that are so high that my footprint is made up of the front of my foot, and then the heel…they aren’t connected.
Is it just me or does he pronounce his name “Uber-Ball”?
A little bird told me about this one.
I’d like to second Predator.
7+ hours of downtime. Joy.
I want one – just so I can boil and eat my baby’s face without all the ethical and legal problems that may otherwise cause.
So was it my Poopin’ Scoopin’ Barbie post that is suddenly triggering all these ads for diarrhea, constipation and IBS? Or are the advertisers just going out on a limb about our holiday overconsumption?
