Championable | Love, parenting, politics.

Yes, I’m on the right. No, I’m not a communist. Yes, my family is from the Soviet Union.

Love to all.  Even you, the guy with the weird lump o’ hair grease.

And all things, whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive.
- Matthew 21:22

August is Vinny appreciation month, and we’re starting a day early. Not only is he a fellow New York City dad, blogger, and cool dude, but he completely hooked me up with a Grand Central invite. Thus, I am dedicating part of my oh-so-valuable sidebard to Vinny.

Thanks, dude!

Love to all. Even you, the President of the United States whose visit caused the garage in the hotel in which I was staying to be closed right when I was trying to get my car.

If anyone can invite rich at championable dot com to Grand Central, I’ll be eternally in your debt. I’ll also thank you publicly.

Love to all. Even you, the Massachusetts that couldn’t quite get over 40 on the FDR.

In-laws have the youngest two, the oldest is at camp.

Me and Maggie? We’re at the Waldorf-Astoria in Manhattan… the very place where I proposed in 1994.

We reserved a “King Mini Suite,” were given a “Queen Mini Suite,” mentioned this, and were moved 10 floors higher and given a 1 Bedroom King Suite.

The suite, she is sweet!

Love to all. Even you, the guy who said “Oh, don’t come down, the bellman will be right up.”

All of my friends are single, live in NYC, and hang out all the time.

I returned a friend’s call today. She had called me to see how things were, what with my Mother-in-Law having a crisis yesterday that required my sending her to the ER, Maggie going to meet her in the Hamptons and bringing her back here… and some other stuff.

So, admittedly, I called her back to whine a little bit about the fact that Maggie and I are not getting along super-great, and that her Mom could be staying for days, weeks, or month. I’m happy to do it, but it’s also a little stressful.

She answered her cell phone, and I could hear my friend Eric and others in the background. She said said “Hey, I just bought a bike!” And instead of being like: “Yay!” I said, “Oh, cool. I’ll call you later.” She said “Tell me how things are!” I said “Nah, go have fun with the boys.”

See, I was a little jealous. Of all of them.

My life ROCKS, and I know that… and I know the grass is always greener, but I get bummed sometimes that none of my friends are married, have kids, etc., so they all get to hang out on the weekends, go to dinner during the week, etc., etc., and I don’t.

Poor, poor me.

See, I know I’m an idiot for thinking this way.  I just do, sometimes.

Love to all. Even you, Bean.

Email conversation between me and a potential client who was WAY out of our geographical range (North Carolina):

NC: Hello please call me asap I want to know how you can help me find talent for a 4-6week project need good talent that works with LightWave,
AfterEffects, Fusion, Illustrator etc.

Me: Hi. We’re NYC only, alas. Apologies.

NC: so you can’t help then or what?

Me: My apologies, but no. We cannot. Have a nice weekend.

Him: Do you know how we can find some outstanding talent for 2 projects we
have in the pipeline?

Me: In North Carolina? Nope. We’re NYC only. Thanks!

Him: no problem, do you know of any places or people we should call that can help us find some talent?

Me: Dude.

Love to all. Even you, Obin.

A visual IM conversation between me and one of my people.  I am on the right.

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Love to all. Even you, the lady who keeps ignoring my explicit, repeated, written directions.

Recently, when I say “I love you” to my daughter, she has taken to saying back: “I love you more.”
Sometimes, I just chuckle.

Sometimes, I say what I’m really thinking: “Sweetness, that’s just not possible.”

Love to all. Even you, the guy ripping sheets of paper out of his notebook.

When George Bush said that he would not allow the justice department to prosecute administration officials, the political situation changed forever. This is no longer a matter of opinion, of an idiot in charge, of a subpar halfwit getting our soliders killed for fallacious reasons… this is no longer about someone simply breaking the law.

This is about the death of America. The end of the Constitution. The destruction of the Union.

When the White House calls “pathetic” the contempt charges brought against Harriet Meiers for NOT SHOWING UP when subpoenaed by Congress. When the White House ORDERED Meiers to DEFY these subpoenas…

…I kid you not. This is the end of the America that I know and love.

We impeached a President because he lied about a blowjob.

If we don’t impeach Bush and Cheney for shredding the Constitution, then America is dead.

I think, at this point, it’s safe to say that George Bush and Dick Cheney are enemies of the state. Enemy combatants, if you will, against everything it means to be have a Constitutional Republic like we used to have.

Maggie pointed out to me that the Nazi tactic of incremental removal of rights is starting to become frighteningly similar to what Bush is doing to America. In some cases, the Nazis took away the rights of the local Jewry a little at a time. And almost nobody said a word, until they were prisoners. And then they were dead, and couldn’t say anything.

It has started here. Warrantless surveillance. Disagreement-as-treason. Destruction of checks and balances. The beginnings of totalitarianism.

You think I’m overreacting? Leave me a comment explaining how Bush can order people to ignore Congressional subpoenas, how Cheney could claim that his office isn’t part of the Executive Branch, how Bush could order prosecutors NOT TO PROSECUTE when Congress asks them to do so.

America is dying, and it may be too late to save her.

Love to all. Even you, Harriet.