Monthly Archive: September 2005

02
Sep
2005

THE WORST OF TIMES

Why steal TVs when there is no power? Why shoot at policemen and rescue helicopters and neighbors who planned ahead and prepared for worst-case? Why add to the hurt and the pain? Is the veneer of civilization really so thin? It’s easy to sit here, so far away, in the warmth and cozy darkness of my home, with running water and lights shining in the windows and shake my head in wonder and despair. If it was my children starving and my house in a soggy pile around me, what would I do? I wouldn’t be shooting people for their...

01
Sep
2005

NOODLE POST,* OF SORTS

I’m beginning to feel a bit like a weekend blogger. The will is there and the desire, but I can’t seem to find enough time. I don’t really want to be writing journal entry after journal entry detailing my to-do list, my crossing off of items on said to-do list, the amount of sleep I’m missing and the fact that I’m too busy to devote the time I’ve been accustomed to producing here. It’s making me feel guilty and sad that I can’t keep up these past few weeks. I’m behind on writing, on reading, and on cleaning. I hope...