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Laughter the best medicine

I don't know how to talk about things lately. It seems like conversations with friends and coworkers either leave me feeling like I'm preaching to the choir or like it's totally hopeless. During the election there was a fun spirit of debate and discussion. Now, it seems everyone has retreated to their corners and you either totally agree, which makes for boring, lackluster discussion, or you're unwilling to engage in open minded discussion. There is a terrible, quasi religious zealotry from those who support Obama that creates a hostile environment for any who disagree. It's anti-American lately to disagree with him. You can still do it, but you have to be willing to live with the consequences and that is the scary part. We all seem more divided than ever right now. I don't feel bi-partisan and I don't get the feeling the other side does either...

I hate to say it, but I sort of miss the campaigning... It's all just depressing now.

I got nothin'

I guess it's obvious that I don't feel like blogging lately. All the news is boring me lately and nothing's really happening as we all wait for Obama to take over. I am curious to see what he'll do, especially in light of his cabinet selections and policy decisions thus far...

Anyway, I'm getting complaints about the picture of Charles, so I'll post something new just to move it down the line. I do think it's ironic that I said I liked him and wrote complimentary things, just before he was arrested for drunk driving while on the prowl for a hooker. Call me naive I guess...

Anyway, my brother Spencer took these pictures on our canoe trip last summer. I thought it was intriguing... It's a cicada coming out of its shell on a pair of shorts hanging from a clothes line. That sounds like a line from a Beck song, but I digress...

It's all in the eye of the beholder, I suppose.