OK, so, this is me. I live in Kailua-Kona with my four kids. I'm 38. I joined myspace to keep tabs on my teenagers...nah, just kidding, I believe in respecting my kids and their privacy. Unless they start f**king up. Ha.
I'm prone to having my heart broken, I write good poetry, I've completed the Great American Novel. I would publish it, but then I might find out it's not the Great American Novel. :-) I'm competitive, demanding, good at almost everything I do (except snowboarding...I *really* suck at snowboarding), I have lousy taste in men, which is strange, because I have such good taste in everything else. I can be a workaholic. I'm an oenophile. I love where I live. I only truly relax underwater. I worry that I'm not a good parent. I'm an atheist. I can't stand pseudo-intellectuals, 12-step philosophers, "networkers", and perpetual salesmen. I am appaled by pop gurus and their philosophies (Abraham-Hicks, yadda yadda yadda) Spare me bland cliches, and the dogma of the cult of self-help. I mourn the dearth in today's American society of philosophy, revolution, individuality, satire, skepticism, literature, irony, ephipanies, and critical thinking.
The little curly-headed thing in my pics is my youngest one, Lola, who is six. I won't say who my other kids are so I won't embarass them. :-0 They're teenagers, after all.
I believe that Barack Obama is the best thing to happen to this country in my lifetime. I am afraid because so much of my optimism about the future seems to center around this man whose name I did not know until a couple of years ago. His followers and admirers are so caught up in his charisma and potential, as am I, that I am afraid a big fall may be imminent. But as has been said by Antonio Gramsci,"I'm a pessimist because of intelligence, but an optimist because of will."
I have been fighting for this man to be President and I will continue to fight because I believe he is our best, last hope to right the ship and re-discover a Progressive Democratic philosophy gone very far astray.
"Regret for the things we did can be tempered by time; it is regret for the things we did not do that is inconsolable".
Sydney J. Harris
