Welcome to my new friend

Blonderoots

She welcomed me with really cute animation of a music box but I'm not that talented.

Oh well, the intent is there!

Welcome!

Memories of a more innocent time

When I was in middle school (7th & 8th grades) I was in Girls Glee Club. Boys were a little too attentive to my newly large breasts, so I didn't want to be in choir. It was the second half of the 1960s when images of the Vietnam war were in all the news broadcasts, horrifying us. Older brothers of our friends were over there fighting, some dying, some coming back dreadfully changed...crazy and addicted.

We sang "Let There Be Peace On Earth" at every concert both years because we loved it so much.

This morning, they woke the astronauts up with that song being sung by a young voice. They played a bit of it on the radio. It brought tears to my eyes because it triggered the feeling I always had as we sang it. That feeling still lives in me today with considerably less idealism. At 12 and 13 I actually believed we could achieve world peace. Now I'm skeptical about that. Reality has a way of tarnishing idealism. I think the tears came from grieving that loss.

Just when I think President Bush might not be a total idiot...

He says he's going to withdraw from the ABM Treaty that bans nuclear weapons. Read all about it here.

I've emailed him pleading with him not to withdraw and asking him to please look at pictures of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. But then, I'm both a democrat and a Californian. He may do it just to spite me and those like me.

Damn but he scares me.