Meditations in the Key of J

And his form suffered not in his absence.

I desperately hope that his reading of Roberts isn't too optimistic, but then, I don't set nearly as much store by an Ivy League pedigree as most people seem to-- I'm a snob, but I also know how easy it is to get into those schools if one knows the right people. That's not to say, of course, that there aren't a great many wonderful and amazing students and teachers at those institutions, but the same is just as true of other places that don't get nearly as much hoopla.

Still, I have to hope that being exposed to such a rarefied intellectual atmosphere has had a more beneficial effect on Roberts than it seems to have had on our current president.

See now, I think lavender would be more daring.

And they'll have gay pasta salad as well.

I'm waiting for a gay-specific architectural firm to start designing our houses. I predict a great deal of Roman influence in the bathing areas.

Well, it had to happen at some point, I suppose.

I do hope nobody I know was anywhere near the trains when the shit hit the fan.

I can only think that Bush and the people who did this richly deserve each other, if only because they seem in total agreement about how the world works and what the appropriate response to disagreement/conflict of interest is-- i.e. violence.

I'd say let 'em do their worst to each other, if innocent people didn't always end up getting caught in the middle.