Wow, I had such a wonderful weekend. I caught up on both issues of the Washington Post magazine, which had awesome articles, including these:
This lady is a great businesswoman and role model.
And her name is Debra.
Extra points, dude. Awesome!
#iamfoolish
For those of you who don’t read this blog all the time, where the hell have you been I should explain that #iamfoolish is a hashtag I made up in this post. Okay?
Yes, kids, just ignore the shiny objects and go for the real value, and you’ll do fine. It’s called growing up.
Sandra Day O’Connor answers questions and non-questions about civics. Kinda.
This article made me feel slightly bad, because my latest novel focuses on the poultry industry and some of the same issues.
There’s the cover, in case you’ve never seen it or forgotten it.
BTW, if you’d like to get a free copy of the book for any ereader in any format, just click here and follow the easy instructions. Commercial over. Thanks!
Anyway, like I was saying, I started to feel bad, but then I applied Frankl’s theory and chose not to feel bad.
And I was content.
This man is an artist, he just doesn’t know it.
Clara Barton was a soldier deep in the sh*t. She was awesome, but she was born long before women were recognized for their skills and their ability to eat sh*t and survive.
Now, onto the paper …
Age hasn’t stopped this awesome woman.
Come visit Greece, where the economy stinks, but the sights are gorgeous.
And, in community news …
Do you think the big online retailer/publisher gives a damn about this arts center?
Yes, Amazon really cares about literacy. They’re so busy making money with their Kindle Lending Library, I’m sure they care about these libraries, too.
Way to go, Rhonda Waller!
Steve Jobs would be thrilled.
So … I’m thinking about this in the shower this morning. And I got to thinking about Gene Weingarten, because I didn’t really plan to include him in this post. I won’t make excuses, but really …
And then it hit me. OMG! Gene Weingarten’s Twitter avatar.
So … I’m thinking about this and what another writer said about my bleak sense of humor. And Gene has a bleak sense of humor, too. His best humor and writing in general is existential. That’s why I’ve always thought we have common viewpoints.
I figured if anyone could appreciate the irony of this situation, not to mention this one, Gene could.
But wait! It gets even weirder better. I figured this out on the way home from acupuncture, which usually causes me to think weird interesting thoughts.
Gene is from New York and so am I. And Gene is Jewish, but I’m agnostic/atheist or whatever.
However, Deborah is my full name. And it’s from the Old Testament. Deborah was a prophetess in The Bible. So, she was Jewish.
And, holy sh*t! According to Wikipedia, Deborah was a judge. :-O And I’m a lawyer. Weird.
So, Gene, if you’re reading this really crazy post, I hope you’ll consider it an olive branch extended in friendship, albeit with slightly gimpy hand.
Can we be friends?
PS: RIP Joey Ramone
Video via Nik Nak’s Old Peculiar, where I discovered that the only Kosher McDonald’s outside Israel is in Buenos Aires. Wow!
UPDATE: As cosmic jokes go, this one is rotten as hell.
(Please click on the second link for details.)





















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