
My conundrum for the week:
If you lie, but everyone knows you are lying, is it still a lie?
As my multitude of readers already know, I've been reading a history of the world book.
It's amazing to me how badly I am educated in regards to history. It's also rather disheartening. I've been trying to rectify the problem. I've been reading a history of the world book and am on page 233 out of 1200. It's a slow read, but very interesting. I'm mostly amazed at how important religion has been in the history of modern man. It's good blog fodder, but, I think, not at this juncture.
According to Wikipedia, this is arguably the best known phrase in any of America's political documents.
I'm pretty much tired of hearing about this so I thought I'd have the last word.
I'm not nearly as well traveled as I'd like to be. It's possible I've toured more European cities than American cities. I loved Amsterdam, but not for the reasons most of you would think. I liked Los Angeles. I liked New York City. Seattle is probably my favorite North American city. Boulder, Colorado is a gem. I also enjoyed San Francisco. I've been to Vienna and I thoroughly enjoyed it. I've been to Berlin which was nice, but seemed too big. I've been to Frankfurt.
I don't hate anyone. I like walking around in the good old USA and seeing all the different folks living amongst us.
I have a bothersome urging in the back of my subliminal conscience telling me to write a blog. I have lots of things that would take some time and probably no one would read. Instead, I've decided to make a blog of random thoughts I've been having in the last few days.

The other day I was talking to my 11 year old daughter about attraction. She was telling me about all the little Junior High boys that she either likes or dislikes. It was probably one of those moments that should either give me nightmares or that I should fondly remember forever. However, I'm not normal.
I figure this is the largest problem facing America today. When the economy goes south everyone starts pointing fingers. When you sign the dotted line on a loan you can't possibly repay, you blame the mortgage company. When your child is disrespectful (or worse), you blame the music industry. When did we quit accepting any responsibility?
I've not blogged much recently. It's because I've been experimenting with Virtual Machines or Virtual PC's or whatever you want to call them. It's really a pretty cool idea. I suppose it's been around for a long time. Back when I purchased my first PC many moons ago, I quickly found out I could get emulators to emulate my old Commodore 64 or Apple II. Ask me why. I dare ya.
I like Red Pandas. I've been a fan ever since I watched "Kung Fu Panda" which was one of my favorite cartoons last year. It has one of those scenes that makes me laugh out loud every time I see it.