In the past few months, I've come to realize that 90% of doing something well comes from just giving a shit. I could elaborate, but really this is one of those common sense things that everybody will nod their head at, but doesn't sink in until maybe one day you just learn it for yourself.
At this point, I'm pretty sure I'm not a good blogger. I've got to figure out whether or not I actually care about this, or if I'm just wasting my time on something that feels like a chore rather than a passion.
Pain and damage don't end the world, or despair, or fuckin' beatin's. The world ends when you're dead. Until then, you've got more punishment in store. Stand it like a man, and give some back. - Al Swearengen
When Bush won in 2004, I told a few close friends that there was a single small, silver lining: Had he lost, Bush would have been canonized by the right. But having won, Bush's mistakes would catch up to him, and he would go down in history as the worst president ever. The Washington Post recently published five op-eds asking this very question. I love the fact that in a sort of reverse Stephen Colbert moment, the consensus is somewhere between "Yes, worst ever" and "No, just fifth worst".
I was the one who let you know, I was your sorry-ever-after.
2006 should have been my 15th high-school reunion, although it didn't happen. (Or, at least, I wasn't invited...) To the random person who knew me in high school, and found this blog after googling everybody in the yearbook, let me just say: I have no idea what the hell happened to me, either.