Thump, thump, thump, thump…You’ve got to MOVE IT!

Two girls dance together, sandwiching the unsuspecting poor sob between them. They laugh and give each other knowing looks. The world is theirs.

Then, we had cosmos in hand (and didn’t even spill them!). The girl was my cousin, and we were hotties who (likely insufferably) knew it. The guy was likely an Air Force Academy cadet, pleased with how “cool” he was to dance with hot older women.

Today, years later, it’s the credits to Madagascar. We have Luna bars in hand (and don’t even smudge chocolate all over). The girl is my Maya, and we’re sandwiching Gavin, who is resisting going back to his nap. We laugh together, and I wouldn’t go back to the nightclub even if you paid me.

Often, growing up sucks. Today, it doesn’t.

Gavin is teething. He’s not even 3 months old…and this has been going on, I believe, for at least 2 weeks.

Yikes.

From Real Clear Politics: Is Obama Using Bush’s Playbook?

In late 2006, before this presidential election cycle picked up speed, conventional wisdom dictated that the winning campaign had to follow the model that then-Governor George W. Bush had used in 2000 and the Bush campaign perfected during his re-election bid in 2004. On the Republican side that assumption was clearly incorrect. On the Democratic side, the campaign of Senator Barack Obama has embraced the Bush-Rove construct and added its own unique features to it.

What?

Reading on, I discover how they’re similar: they both happen to run successful campaigns. Yeah, that means they’re soul brothers. Really, truly, it does. What.ever. It’s beyond annoying that this is what passes for political analysis in the press.

More thoughts on it, but unlikely I’ll blog it. Something about having two kids at home seems to preclude much blogging anymore other than short burst. And I’m considering grad school…am I insane?

Happy Mothers’ Day to all!

From my Google widget:

I believe in looking reality straight in the eye and denying it.
- Garrison Keillor

Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn’t go away.
- Philip K. Dick

Heh.