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Monday, June 28, 2010

Summer vacation family roadtrip: Victoria, British Columbia

Victoria's Inner Harbor on a gloomy day

We took the car ferry from Port Angeles, Washington to Victoria on Vancouver Island, B.C. to show the kids (particularly my daughter, who did not remember our previous forays into Canada) another country. The experience was expensive (and the hefty Canadian taxes were a shock), but we had a good time. Once again, I find being in a city stimulating (for a change, and briefly), while some in our party have a much lower tolerance for crowds and the hassles of traffic. So our visit was purposely short, but we made the most of it.

My personal highlight was visiting the Butchart Gardens not far north of Victoria. What can I say? I took many, many photos. Almost everywhere you look is a perfectly designed and composed picture. We were told that at this season the roses were only blooming about 20-30 percent--I couldn't believe it as we strolled the Rose Garden. I can't imagine seeing them blooming at 100% (nor would I want to be shuffling through with the unimaginably increased crowds then). The Japanese Garden, Italian Garden, and Sunken Garden were even more delightful and astonishingly beautiful. And there were plenty of opportunities for good people-watching. It began to sprinkle as we reached the carousel (it was a gloomy day all day) and we caught up a few of the clear plastic umbrellas offered all over the park. But we remained fortunate--the sprinkles came, and then they went.

Burchart Gardens: The Sunken Garden Overlook

The other highlight was having found our desired "low tea" at Murchie's on Government Street in Victoria. We ordered sandwiches, pasta salad, and sweets a la carte along with our pots of tea. I had two(!) currant scones with cream and jam--remarkably delicious. So my daughter, at the moment a raving Anglophile, found her "British" tea.

We also wandered along Government Street and into the The Bay and the mall to window shop. We saw "Darth Vadar" playing the violin on a street corner, and saw a screever chalking the Mona Lisa on the sidewalk. We were turned away from peeking into the famed Empress Hotel by flunkies guarding the front entrance. My son bought a hat. My daughter bought a Chinese solar-powered bobble-head cat in Chinatown the night before, where we had dinner. That, and a utilitarian stay at the Ramada was the extent of our foreign adventure. We didn't even have to change our currency, and thankfully we didn't have to drive on the "wrong" side of the road.

We returned to Port Angeles via the same ferry, the Coho. It was a lot of fun to ride the ferry and watch the whole operation. Passing through the customs inspection was fortunately non-eventful. The Canadian officer who interviewed us just wanted to be sure we had no guns. The U.S. officer who interrogated us and looked into our car was friendly and joked with us. The beagle (led by a plain-clothes U.S. officer) who sniffed everyone's tires was diligent and cute.

I really liked the ferry experience; I sat comfortably at a table near the big windows and ate, read, and wrote to friends, while my family wandered the ship. I also liked it when we four were all reading together at the table while the sun set over the placid Strait of Juan de Fuca and big cruise and container ships passed by. After a 90-minute water passage, it's good to be back home in the United States. My flag, my people, my rights. My heritage.

Heading back home on the Coho at sunset

What we're reading:

My husband: Bayesian Econometric Methods

My son: No Country for Old Men

My daughter: The Joy Luck Club (she doesn't care for it, but she has to read it for school)

Me: 1939: The Lost World of the Fair (a most excellent book!)

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Sunday, June 27, 2010

The vegetarian roadtrip option

When my husband and I were first married and crossing the country in 1977, it was hard to find a good salad on the road. I found that if I ordered a salad for my meal along the route we took then (I-80 from San Francisco to Chicago) I'd invariably get (along with a strange look) a small side bowl of iceberg lettuce with a tired piece or two of tomato in it: voila, salad. Dressing choices back then were Italian or Thousand Island; take your pick. There might actually be hard little factory-made cubes of so-called croutons in the iceberg if it was my lucky day.

How the times have changed. Now Taco Bell offers a vegetarian 7-Layer Burrito (and they are happy to hold the cheese and sour cream) that's pretty tasty. You can find decent, interesting entree salads pretty much everywhere, including MacDonald's (I'm partial to their grilled chicken ceasar salad with Newman's Own caesar dressing). And many places these days are now offering vegetarian sandwiches (including the ubiquitous Subway), and vegetarian or Garden burgers. Two places along our current route where I have found such delicious fare have been Three Fingered Jack's saloon in Winthrop, Washington (out in the middle of nowhere) and Rick's Place in downtown Port Angeles, Washington. The latter also offers what may be the most perfect fries I've ever had (the kind I hope to meet in Heaven), though they are admittedly on the greasy side (i.e. the fries my husband expects to meet in Hell, he said).

It's a great country with a lot of choices and a lot of wealth. It also has much more connectiveness and cohesion now than it did in the 1970's. From our motel rooms (or from wifi hotspots along the way) my son can update his Facebook page, I can blog and check email, while my husband uploads office work, pays bills, checks weather forecasts, and makes reservations online or talks with friends and family on Skype. You can't help but marvel at the progress, whether you consider it good or bad (or both).

UPDATE: In Medford, Oregon we discovered Pita Pit vegetarian falafals! Oh, man! So good we returned the next day and had the same things all over again.

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Saturday, June 26, 2010

Summer vacation family roadtrip: Olympic National Park

In Olympic National Park yesterday we hiked at the top of the world (surrounded by deer close enough to touch)--

Hurricane Ridge

and we hiked at the bottom of a spooky fairyland forest--

We also drove near the very end of U.S. Highway 101, long familiar to me as a former denizen of California. Who knew that as it reaches the uppermost corner of the country it turns west? That's just weird.

Washington State is awesome. There is also no dearth of Starbucks and other brands of coffee and espresso places here.

I'm being rousted for more hiking. Gotta go.


Friday, June 25, 2010

Seen along the trail

Seen on the ferry Puyallup from Edmonds to Kingston, Washington.


Thursday, June 24, 2010

Summer vacation family roadtrip: North Cascades

We had perfect weather for driving, hiking, and photographing yesterday. We saw a lot of this:

and a lot of this:

River Loop trail, Newhalem

and a lot of this:

What an amazing place. I have never seen so many kinds of moss covering so much landscape. I never knew this kind of 'spanish moss' grew from the trees in the Pacific Northwest. The kids got to play in snow, and swing on old-fashioned (comfortable) board-seat swings and climb on Engine No. 6 near the Skagit General Store. We loved the Gorge hydroelectric plant near there (started up by Calvin Coolidge pressing a gold telegraph key in the White House in 1924). We saw a big, fat rainbow. And if you want to see a cute fantasy-Western town, check out Winthrop, Washington, located along the Chewuch River. Concrete, Washington also has its charms:


Just vacationing, not asleep

Time to surf the web is limited while we are on our roadtrip, but I still find moments to keep up with news and commentary (including by reading actual newspapers--now a diverting novelty!). Just wanted to post a few things that struck me (skip this is you don't want to hear about politics):

The "poisonous ideas" that Communists and Marxists seem to have successfully planted among Americans (via Maggie's Farm). We desperately need more education in history. Do schoolchildren even learn about Communism and the Cold War anymore in any meaningful depth? I can recommend this book as pretty good for that.

Speaking of history, Bookworm reminds us about Israel. Even while on vacation, you can sign a petition.

Does this guy really want to be President? Scary times.

Go back to sleep or pay attention? I think most people most of the time have already made their decisions. Just because I am on vacation does not mean I've dropped out, or ever will.


Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Summer vacation family roadtrip: Twin Peaks & Seattle

Yesterday we started the day with a project: visiting the exterior shooting locations of David Lynch's old 1990's TV series, "Twin Peaks" and the related movie, "Fire Walk With Me." My son is an ardent fan and had found the GPS coordinates of these places online.

So with the invaluable help of our dashboard Garmin GPS optimizing his waypoints, we drove through some gorgeous mountain scenery to the little towns of North Bend, Snoqualmie, and Fall City, Washington, beneath the benign shadow of Mount Si. We had a perfect warm, sunny day on our hands, and enjoyed every minute of the three hours of rural sightseeing and photography, including the tasty cherry pie and the "damn fine cup of coffee" at Twede's Cafe in North Bend (aka the Double R Diner in "Twin Peaks"):

We found Ronette's bridge, "Twin Peaks High School," the bend in the road where the "Welcome to Twin Peaks" sign used to be, the Mt. Si Motel, the "Great Northern Hotel" (aka the Salish Lodge and Spa near Snoqualmie Falls), the Twin Peaks Sheriff's office, the lumbermill, the Roadhouse, "Hap's Diner," etc. My son was quietly ecstatic. We also saw a doe and three baby deer crossing the road ten feet in front of our car. And those trees are really something:

Then, since most of us had never seen Seattle, we drove into the city, got lost only once (and not seriously, thanks to our Garmin), paid a fortune in parking and strolled through the throngs in the Pike Street Market. Highlight was introducing our son to the delicious crab cocktail (non-alcoholic). Our daughter wouldn't try it. Lowlight was our suburban daughter's meltdown at being hemmed in by the throng and overwhelmed by what she considered the stench of fresh fish.

We elevated her spirits by plying her with jewelry and a raspberry cupcake.

I have lived in Chicago and San Francisco, and I enjoyed our brief little foray into the urban core, especially the sight of Mt Ranier rising like Mt. Fuji behind the Seattle Seahawks stadium. Puget Sound seems lovely on a warm, sunny day. I wonder how often those come along in Seattle.

I could have stayed longer, but 90 minutes was all our gang could tolerate of the tourist trap experience.

Next: We go back to nature to hike the Cascades.

AFTERWORD: I am reminded of that quote by John Adams:

I must study politics and war that my sons may have liberty to study mathematics and philosophy. My sons ought to study mathematics and philosophy, geography, natural history, naval architecture, navigation, commerce, and agriculture, in order to give their children a right to study painting, poetry, music, architecture, statuary, tapestry, and porcelain.

Thanks to forefathers with foresight like John Adams, my son has the liberty, leisure, and means to study "Twin Peaks." I wish I could talk to John Adams about such things.

UPDATE: We saw a bald eagle walking (actually, stalking slowly along on its thick legs) through a cultivated field in Washington State while we were driving along a "blue highway." A most amazing sight! Guess bald eagles are no longer endangered.

UPDATE: Forgot to mention that the Seattle area is home to one of my favorite blogs, American Digest.


Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Summer vacation family roadtrip: Montana, Idaho, Washington

I only have five minutes before we pack up and leave our motel in friendly Ellensburg, Washington. Just time enough to post a few photos of our trip yesterday headed west from Bozeman:

Headwaters of the Missouri River near Three Forks, Montana

Lewis and Clark reached here and camped in July 1805. At this point, staring at the mountains ahead, they realized they weren't going to find an easy all-water route to the Pacific. Meanwhile, Sacajawea recognized the neighborhood and told them she could lead them further. So they named the other two incoming rivers after Jefferson and Madison, and pressed on.

Gotta go.

UPDATE: We drove west through mountains that reminded me of Germany's Schwarzwald, sans the cute German farmhouses. Here, it was raining, blowing, cold, and cloudy on the mountaintops, but a spectacular drive. We stopped for coffee in Coeur d'Alene, Idaho, a lakeside resort town which looks like a place to revisit and have fun when it's not so wintry and damp (the locals were all dressed in dark, heavy clothing, appropriate for the weather but sad for a sunless summer solstice). At the Starbucks there we found a stash of now-rare Ethiopia Sidamo and my husband bought all of it (14 pounds) to take home and store. Can't get it where we live anymore, as it's gone the way of the Yirgacheffe--another victim of benighted African politics blamed on "greedy capitalists" trying to bring jobs.

We ended up the day driving in warmth and sunlight across Washington State, a land of incredible contrasts, much hay, sage, center-pivot irrigation (producing vibrant crops in the desert), windshield-splattered bugs, and the stunning Columbia River:

I have now at last traveled through Washington State, and can say it is quite a beautiful and impressive place, rivaling California for natural big-scale beauty. More on that to come.

Thanks to Wally for the travel tips.


Monday, June 21, 2010

Seen along the trail

. . . in Bozeman, Montana yesterday. The day before we visited Music Villa on Main Street:

I would really like to live in Bozeman, Montana in the summers. Like Santa Barbara, California, it is a university town that has a vibrant and integrated downtown center that accommodates pedestrians, gorgeous surrounding mountains, and a casual, outdoor-oriented lifestyle. Unlike Santa Barbara, it is no place to winter unless you're a snowbunny.

Now we're moving on to Washington State.

UPDATE: While in Bozeman, we visited the Bozeman Hot Springs, one of my favorite places on earth in which to chill and broil courtesy of geothermal energy. Also had Father's Day dinner at The Garage--good food. Of course we also dined at Burger Bob's and cruised the shops on Main Street, including Country Bookshelf, one of my favorite independent bookstores. I love Bozeman. (And I was not paid or given free stuff to endorse these lovely businesses.)


Saturday, June 19, 2010

Toy Story 3

Went with family and friends to see "Toy Story 3" last night in Bozeman, Montana. The theater was seven-eighths full, and the crowd loved it. The lady sitting next to me with a 3-year-old on her lap was crying by the end of the movie. Pixar does it again (the preceding Pixar short was also clever, but didn't pack the emotional punch of the others I've seen). I found "Toy Story 3" very heartwarming and clever and funny--I was not disappointed in it except that I found the projection too dark, so that the colors seemed murky and dingy and I thought I must've missed many of the visual details that Pixar is so good at including. "Up" was brilliantly lighted and colored, so it can't be a 3-D process problem per se. I think the Bozeman theater needs to step up its game. I was too engrossed in the film to want to leave it to go complain.

Afterwards we had ice-cream at the Pickle Barrel. Lilacs are blooming in Bozeman and life is good.

Friday, June 18, 2010

Summer vacation family roadtrip: Wyoming and Montana

To me, Wyoming and Montana is
some of the most beautiful country in the world

After a stop and exhilarating hike around Devil's Tower near a big prairie dog village, and a stop at the Little Bighorn Battlefield National Monument and the Custer National Cemetery, we arrived in Shepherd, Montana, where we have been visiting my sister and her family. They have two dogs, seven cats, a pond full of catfish they feed, and 29 chickens giving us fresh eggs for breakfast (the chickens all have names and are kept as pets and like to perch on my sister's shoulders). The Yellowstone River is high and we've had some weather in the area recently (torrential rain, constant big winds and even hail in some neighborhoods). The kids still manage to get outside on the trampoline. We have thoroughly enjoyed our stay in the Billings area and today head out to Bozeman to visit friends.

My laptop still seems to be working, so I'll continue to post. Online access in motels and via wifi at my sister's place has been excellent.

Dog, chickens, and trapoline in Shepherd, Montana


Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Summer vacation family roadtrip: South Dakota

It's a happy feeling I get, driving through states and feeling like I have a friend there--a fellow blogger. I mentally waved to Gateway Pundit as we drove past the St. Louis arch, and to Iowahawk as we stormed through Flatville (singing the "Iowa Stubborn" and the "Interstate 80 Iowa" songs), my children softly kazooing in the backseat.

Now we have been driving west through South Dakota:

Every hundred miles or so along the trail, after 70 or 80 Wall Drug billboards, you come to something vertical:

I thought we couldn't really be in the West yet because it looked too much like grasslands, making it technically still the Great Plains, not the Great West. Then we reached The Badlands:

Okay, now we're Out West, all right. We even saw real cowboys herding cattle beside the interstate. And my daughter got to pet horses next to our motel. I have to admit I do like the gift shops, visitor centers, and lodges Out West as much as I like the scenery:

Most of the above photos were taken by my son.

We thought we'd drive through North Dakota for a change (and to say we did); we thought we'd visit James Lileks' Fargo and take a look at Theodore Roosevelt National Park. I had the unreasonable desire to add North Dakota to my lifelist of U.S. states visited. But it's a helluva lot more driving out of our way, and with some festivities going on up there right now, motel rooms in and around Medora were not to be had. So we retraced our usual southern route. We skipped Mt. Rushmore this time, but if you want to hear about it, Michelle Malkin was just there.

Great American road trips--catch the fevah!


Monday, June 14, 2010

Summer vacation family roadtrip

Enjoying the Dwight D. Eisenhower National System of Interstate and Defense Highways.

We've driven about 1,200 miles so far, gone from 98-degree weather to 63-degree weather (thanks to rainstorms like this). And now my laptop's screen seems to be dying. So posts may be a little scarcer than I'd planned. But our electronic toys (USB modem, GPS, cameras, computers, iPods) are keeping us on track and entertained during the long days in the miinivan covering the heartland of America.

Now the first hard days of driving are done, and we start to slow down, get out of the car, and see a few things up close (besides gas stations, rest areas, fast-food joints, and Starbucks). Life is good.


Friday, June 11, 2010

Presidential bad boys--a teaching moment for our nation's children

I have to share with you this essay by James Lileks (via Instapundit) that cracked me up this morning (nothing more embarrassing than an old lady cackling over her toasted bagel at the computer screen, fluffing crumbs all over the keyboard). It's about having to confirm to his 9-year-old daughter that President Obama really did use a bad word.

It reminds me of cringing, not only as an American, but (just as painfully) as a parent, when the news about the "stained blue dress" hit the media outlets while I had children in fifth grade and Kindergarten. Presidents like Obama and Clinton never seem to think about the children unless they want them as a telegenic excuse to pass some fascist legislation. Or maybe they do--maybe Presidents like Obama and Clinton think children should be hepped to adult ways and means by our Commander in Chief--who better?--instead of being coddled and protected in a unicorn fantasy world by overanxious, irrelevant parents. After all, the Fatherland knows best, right?

Seems like all a parent can do in the face of a situation like this is to face facts, get honest with the kids, and throw the President under the bus along with the kids' leftist or incompetent teachers and school administrators, leftist librarians, leftist or corrupt politicians, leftist or corrupt religious figures, local community leaders, or leftist or sleazoid Hollywood or sports celebrities.

Lileks is in rare humorous form in this essay. Sink me, but I do love a good writer (pinky extended, monocle adjusted). I also like to see him highlight and skewer the appalling racism of Bill Maher and his ilk.

Touche, Mr. Lileks. Your child is in good hands.

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Thursday, June 10, 2010

A graphic indictment of teachers unions

"A child's destiny should not be determined on the pull of a draw."

"The problem is a system that protects failure."

But that's exactly what the teachers' unions want. They don't want chance or choice (others' choice, not their own) or reality or facts or track records of success or failure upsetting their cushy feathered nests. And these are the people American parents are in most cases forced by circumstances to send their children to spend days on end with. Ghoulish!

It's the unions and leftists hand-in-hand who don't want competition or free choice in education, and who are willing to sacrifice anything, including the welfare of the children, to protect their own inflated paychecks. Good teachers who really love teaching and children, and who have merit enough to stand on their own as individuals without collective thuggery have nothing to fear and know they could get jobs in the private sector, especially if the unions and politicians were pried off the government monopoly of education and good schools and choice were to bloom. But as it stands now, the teachers' unions have made public education a system of tyranny by the worst (as collectivism always is).

As Neal Boortz has said time and again, parents who continue to send their children to government schools are guilty of child abuse and a dereliction of their duty to assume the responsibility of educating their children instead of ignorantly or lazily turning them over to a corrupt state system:

the teacher's unions present a greater long-term threat to this country than do Islamic fascists. The fastest way to improve the sorry quality of government education in this country would be to immediately disband the National Education Association and the American Federation of Teachers. Any concerns they press about the children are just paying lip-service. They are there to protect the jobs of their government employee members -- and to pursue their liberal agenda in Washington. Nothing else.

We need more parents who understand this reality to start demanding their rights as taxpayers--and we need more films like this one. It makes the forces of good and evil and the players perfectly clear.

Via Betsy's Page (she ought to know, being a charter school teacher).

Cato Institute: Why we need fewer public school jobs, not more. There is a moral hazard involved with public employee unions. The kids are the ones to suffer and all of us pay for the privilege of being fleeced and defrauded. How many more decades until we wake up? How many more decades will we allow our future and our children's lives to be stunted at the hands of the underperforming, overpoliticized public school teachers?

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Wednesday, June 09, 2010

Hayek kicks butt: The Road to Serfdom

Guess which book is the No. 1 Bestseller at right now?

The Road to Serfdom by F.A. Hayek, first published in 1944. That's right. One of the best rebuttals of collectivism, statism, and fascism ever penned. Invaluable to an understanding of socialist agitation and the slippery slope of current-day politics. I gave a copy of this to my son and my niece last year, as indispensible reading for any sentient grown-up (it makes a perfect graduation gift). Glenn Beck must've put out a cattle call, bless his heart.

I am also amused and cheered to find American Digest featuring the comic book version of The Road to Serfdom.

Ain't America great? Why yes; yes it is.

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Best comment of the day and best photo of the day

Dear President Obama:
I'm planning to move my family and extended family into Mexico for my health, and I would like to ask you to assist me.
We're planning to simply walk across the border from the U.S. Into Mexico, and we'll need your help to make a few arrangements.
We plan to skip all the legal stuff like visas, passports, immigration quotas and laws.
I'm sure they handle those things the same way you do here. So, would you mind telling your buddy, President Calderon, that I'm on my way over?
Please let him know that I will be expecting the following:
1. Free medical care for my entire family.
2. English-speaking government bureaucrats for all services I might need, whether I use them or not.
3. Please print all Mexican government forms in English.
4. I want my grandkids to be taught Spanish by English-speaking (bi-lingual) teachers.
5. Tell their schools they need to include classes on American culture and history.
6. I want my grandkids to see the American flag on one of the flag poles at their school.
7. Please plan to feed my grandkids at school for both breakfast and lunch.
8. I will need a local Mexican driver's license so I can get easy access to government services.
9. I do plan to get a car and drive in Mexico , but, I don't plan to purchase car insurance, and I probably won't make any special effort to learn local traffic laws.
10. In case one of the Mexican police officers does not get the memo from their president to leave me alone, please be sure that every patrol car has at least one English-speaking officer.
11. I plan to fly the U.S. Flag from my house top, put U S. Flag decals on my car, and have a gigantic celebration on July 4th. I do not want any complaints or negative comments from the locals.
12. I would also like to have a nice job without paying any taxes, or have any labor or tax laws enforced on any business I may start.
13. Please have the president tell all the Mexican people to be extremely nice and never say critical things about me or my family, or about the strain we might place on their economy.
14. I want to receive free food stamps.
15. Naturally, I'll expect free rent subsidies.
16. I'll need Income tax credits so although I don't pay Mexican Taxes, I'll receive money from the government.
17. Please arrange it so that the Mexican Gov't pays $4,500 to help me buy a new car.
18. Oh yes, I almost forgot, please enroll me free into the Mexican Social Security program so that I'll get a monthly income in retirement.
I know this is an easy request because you already do all these things for all his people who walk over to the U..S. From Mexico . I am sure that President Calderon won't mind returning the favor if you ask him nicely.
Thank you so much for your kind help. You're the man!!!

The above was a comment found at the CBS webpage poll page, "Grade Obama's First Year in Office" (yes, he is getting an F).

Via Roger L. Simon--thanks for the chuckles.

Best photo of the day comes via American Digest--showing a little glimpse of just what America needs to restore our sense of "American hawtness," as one commenter aptly quips. This little shot reminds me that the Reagan Revolution started more or less the same way--when a conservative governor, reviled, belittled, and hated by leftists and the toadying media, somehow miraculously managed to stay true to his own values and gain the trust of the American voters to land in the White House for 8 years of distinction and truly historic service to our country and the world. You just never know how life's going to work out.


Sunday, June 06, 2010

Our leaders are rooting for the bad guys

This is serious. Betsy lays out how Obama is willing to let Iran arm Gaza, why the flotilla was not about humanitarian aid, and how Obama is abandoning Israel to the jackals.

This sick administration does not speak for me. And I am not alone. Obama and his henchmen are setting our country up for a big fall. Not to mention what they seem willing to do to Israel. The Obama administration seems set on tearing this country apart.

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Saturday, June 05, 2010

Goodbye California, hello Canada

The smart money in Hollywood has known for awhile that you can escape high costs and taxes and other U.S. annoyances like closed union shops, by filming in Canada, or specifically, "Hollywood North," as some of us Yankees like to call it.

Seems there are more reasons to move there now than ever: Pixar is seeing the writing on the wall. California is now officially a has-been, washed up, a done deal, living on the fumes of its memories of golden former times.

Thanks to Ace for reminding us that Canadians speak English, too. At least the ones not yet falling under the heavy boot of officially required bilingualism and so-called multicultural tolerance.

Just when I was thinking of devoting my remaining senile years to moving back to California when we retire, to do conservative-activist mission work among the looney-leftists. I'm either way too late, or before my time--or crazy.

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Friday, June 04, 2010

Oh goody

Now the Obama administration wants to "reinvent journalism." Who knew there was a crisis to exploit? But the Obama people find or manufacture one in every direction, in every nook and cranny. While fumbling one real crisis after another.

Worst administration ever? At least the summer's trials and investigations will be entertaining and enlightening.