Wish fest

By lex, on February 24th, 2007

Today would have been a grand day to spend working on my Edelman presentation that’s due next week – I need to get cracking on that thing. It’s not original work – I’m no OR guru – only a paper and briefing on somebody else’s labors. It’ll be a full day at least of picking a linear program apart line by line, and trying to make sense of it. But it didn’t happen today. Son Number One wanted to buy a new computer and he asked for some company. Who was I to say no? A pleasant luncheon, some geektitude and convo – man talk, mostly. The kind of chat I never really had a chance to have with my own dear ol’ da, not much. Snatched away he was when I was just turned 21. SNO asked me questions and listened respectfully to the answers, and to tell you the truth? It puts pressures on a man. He’s not pitching soft balls anymore; the kinds of things he wants to know about now are the Life Lessons.

You want to get it right.

Fun though. Frankly, it was good to just disconnect from school work for a bit, I’ve been hammering away at for 18 months now with scarcely a weekend to myself. I used to carry a six handicap in golf, and now, having played three full rounds in the last year and a half, I shudder to think what will happen next time I pull the blades out of the bag. There’s times when I’ve felt that I’d give the next six months of my life away just to be done with the classes and thesis at the other end of it. Which, when you consider how many six month stretches I’ve got left at this point, is really saying something.

I wish I had something witty or clever to put in this space, some rambling sea story or tale aerial derring-do. But I don’t, so since what I have in exchange are wishes, here goes my wish list:

I wish I know how they talked this guy * into getting zapped by a Taser on camera.

I wish that every attempt to maliciously smear one’s political opponents backfired as comprehensively as this one * did.

I wish that certain people would deal with the world as it was, and not like they might wish it to be. Goldstein is being nettled * by a rather ridiculous figure who, having issued an invitation to a match of wits found himself insufficiently equipped, is now determined to put on the mantle of victimhood. I wish that when it came to blogging, the marketplace of ideas wasn’t governed by the same degree of caveat emptor as obtains in snake oil sales.*

Aren’t these supposed to be the “reality based” people?

There’s a great deal more, but I’m out of Q and supper is served.

* 07-27-2018 Links Gone; no replacements found – Ed.

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