Sentential Links (Page 16)

Linkage…. :: In 1998, Krissy decided that we should have a dog. This precipitated a philosophical discussion between the two of us as to what constituted a “dog.” Krissy, whose family had had a number of smaller dogs over the years, was inclined toward something in the shih tzu or maltese direction of things. I, however, steadfastly maintained that if one is going to own a dog, then one should get a dog — a large animal, identifiably related to the wolves whose DNA they shared, who could, if required, drag one’s unconscious ass out of a fire. (It’s aDown the rabbit hole….

Linkage…. :: Thanks for helping me rehearse for my next grand jury appearance. :: I am a middle aged, doughy white man. At 80 years old Ernie is thinner, far more fit and much more energetic than I will ever be. He also has more hair on his head. :: One of the things most people don’t realize about cows is that they are extremely crafty What I mean is, they are much smarter than one might think. Case in point: Fences. :: Jennifer Tilly is one of my best friends. No, we’ve never met, but I know it. DeepDown the rabbit hole….

Linkage…. :: And of course, shallowly, I want to have erudite amazing dinners like that. But really, I prefer my world to theirs. Even with all the badness in it–1981 was not a bad-free year. Even with everything, I do not want their sixties, or their world. :: I don’t live near the ocean, but I do live just a few blocks away from a Great Lake which sure as heck looks like an ocean because it goes on forever. Well, at least to Cleveland. (New blog to me, yay!) :: There’s something about this quote that I find encouraging.Down the rabbit hole….

Linkage…. :: Wow, uh, somehow even though I was joking about this prospect yesterday, I honestly did not think that Funky Winkerbean’s next hilariously grim twist would be a terrible car crash. (So…is Funky dead? Sleepin’? Pinin’ for the fjords? Who knows!) :: Look, I’ll admit it–not every forgotten Golden Age hero is worthy of a modern revival. Sometimes, they’re just, well, really lame. :: I wish this didn’t have to be stated. But nothing about this journal should indicate to you that I will be in any way receptive to your effusive love for objectivism, nor your dismissal ofDown the rabbit hole….

Linkage time! Hooray!!! :: If Republicans gain control of the House, there is no question they will attempt to impeach Obama, for SestakGate, for iPodGate, for Henry Louis GatesGate. I don’t think there’s any question that much of the liberal media will support impeachment too. I am pretty confident that the public will not support it. :: She still had a ways to go, but she was surely one lucky dove. :: And you know what’s so badass about my new BFF? He was really, really good at killing Nazis. :: HAPLESS DUDE is ahead of me on line. HeDown the rabbit hole….

Linkage…. :: Other people are inconvenient. :: I’m like a modern-day Medusa. (This fellow is photo-blogging his trek, on foot, all the way across America.) :: This story has made me so damned angry and so utterly sad, I can scarcely articulate it and, at the risk of sounding maudlin, I confess that it makes me well up whenever I think about it. Maybe it’s just that I’m so close to the Sixties and the Rock personalities of that time right now while I’m writing my trilogy. Maybe it’s just that I loved Jimi. Maybe it’s both, or maybe it’sDown the rabbit hole….

Linkage! :: As a kid, I had no clue whatsoever what the song was about–I only thought the whole “Skyrockets in flight” thing was cool, being nuts for fireworks, never stopping to consider the impossibility of enjoying the visual spectacle during a sunlit afternoon. Now, 35 years older and wiser, I totally get it that the whole “skyrockets” thing is one o’ them there metaphors. Deep thinkers, those Starland Vocal Banders. (Yup! Loved the song as a kid, because I had zero idea what an ‘afternoon delight’ was. Just a neat song. Then I went about twenty years without hearingDown the rabbit hole….

Linkage for those who seek. Enlightenment for those who find. Or something like that. :: But as difficult as a lot of these problems are generally, once the U.S. government starts targeting U.S. citizens without warrants or due process, we’ve crossed a bright line that’s dangerously corrosive. That includes the warrantless wiretapping and non-appealable no-fly lists of the Bush administration, and it includes assassinating Americans and removing Miranda protections under the Obama administration. They’re outrageous and dangerous transgressions no matter who’s doing them, and Obama needs to take a long, deep breath and reconsider how he’s handling these issues. InDown the rabbit hole….

Linkage…. :: So, what the hell, New Guy? You couldn’t have waited just another 20 minutes for us to drive the 1.5 miles to the hospital? It’s OK, sweetheart. Mommy’s not mad. We did it together and you’re healthy and perfect, and we got one hell of a story out of it — which, as you will come to realize, is always important. (My friend Kerry spent Mother’s Day recovering from committing an act of Motherhood several days before. Go give her come love and some congratulations!) You know what? That’s it for this week. Kerry and Baby Ian getDown the rabbit hole….

Time for linkage! I like links. Links rule. This week I’m doing something I haven’t done in quite a while: all of these links are to blogs listed on the blogroll at another blog, in this case, Cal’s Canadian Cave of Coolness. Here we go! :: The waves were crashing on white clouds of sand. Crystal blue water tickling my feet in a choreographed dance of waves. :: I’ve never had a Big Mac. (Well, let me spoil the surprise for you: they suck.) :: The thing is, I am a part-time hippie. (I like this blog a lot.) ::Down the rabbit hole….