Haiku #1

My failures are ma-
ny and varied. Still the Sun
smiles at me today.

How to Save the World?

I haven't posted in some time and it's not because I don't have anything to say. It's just that - strangely - just after I posted about Farrah's death, and heard about Michael Jackson's, I was taken hostage and put into a think tank with a varied group of thinkers. Our mission: save the world.

And we came up with nothing. So I'm sorry if that brings you down. But we're still thinking. And now that I've been freed I can post again, and take your suggestions back to my group, should you have any.

I suggested in an effort to rid ourselves of the unemployment problem facing America that we should just abolish work altogether. As you can imagine, I was mocked mercilessly for that idea, most notably by the farmer and the ice skater. I was like give me a break, I'm just brainstorming. Whatever.

What about you? How would you save the world?

RIP Farrah

I goof around a lot on this blog and say a lot of stupid things, but now let's just take a few moments of silence for Farrah Fawcett who died after a 2 1/2-year battle with cancer. I know I speak for Generation Xish boys everywhere when I say there was no woman whose poster looked better on our bedroom wall. Remember that shot where she's wearing the orange bathing suit?

But really, Farrah, was just an all-around lovely person. And if you saw any of her documentary on her struggle with cancer it was clear how much of a survivor she was, how much she loved her family, and we even got a peek into her artistic talents.

I wish her family and friends the best during their grieving process.

Good Night, Angel.