I've been following Eagles training camp for the first time. I usually don't get interested in football until September, but man, I'm ready for the season to start now. Maybe it's the ridiculously hot weather that has me ready for fall.
I don't mind the heat. Yeah, it's hot and the subway sucks, but at least it's not cold.
I have decided that I am a Kevin Kolb supporter, though I do think McNabb will have a better season in Washington.
I want a car. I have absolutely no need for a car, yet I want one. I look at cars in the street and critique each one of them. I've realized that my dream car is my parent's 1990 burgundy Toyota Camry. Man, I loved that car.
I thought the Camry was brown until last week when my parents told me that it was burgundy. Same difference. At least I didn't say it was red.
Facebook is thrilled that a federal court judge invalidated Prop 8 under federal law. This is not a good sign. I can get beyond the problem of a court invalidating a referendum (the civil rights movement would have never survived a referendum).
The real problem is that the Roberts court -
the most conservative Supreme Court in decades - is going to decide this issue. I see the court using Prop 8 as an opportunity to write a scathing decision about judicial activism, upholding a discriminatory law under the banner of public opinion.
Strangely enough, the left's best hope is Ted Olson, the guy who made sure Bush got into office over Gore.
Nilda gets way too into Shark Week.
The best part about summer is the farmer's market. I never appreciated corn and donut peaches so much. And, of course, crazy carrots:
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