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Nov. 13th, 2004 12:37 pmHere I sit in between appointments. The drum lesson went well. The teacher threw some new cool action at me. Now to practice it.
I've been bitten by this bug to start doing research on getting the bad ass home theatre thing going with surround sound speakers. The home theatre in a box versus a customized, buy individual component type setup. I'm in no hurry, but the desire is there. Yes, it's a shallow desire relative to other stuff I think I should be doing.
I love my new garage door. It is pristine, unmarred, by past mistakes, like me trying to back out while the door is still closed. However, I miss the reminder of my shameful accident, and now fear that I will become complacent and careless and do it again. Hopefully I will continue to not forget.
I perused www.SorryEverybody.com. Some cute stuff on there. Some of it was melodramatic. Then again, if you're a nation (whether you're recognized as a valid state or not), that has citizens being tortured or killed by us, I suppose these apologies are not enough.
I am so glad I was not born in a nation in the Middle East, or some similar region where warfare is more common. But somehow, I think there's wisdom to be found from someone who sees war take place right in front of them. On or near their homes. I wonder. If another nation thought that your country was a harborer of terrorists, and decided to invade us to win that war. As a citizen of the invading country, would you help the invading country? Or fight back? Or would you hope that you get caught in one of the explosions so you wouldn't have to decide? Where does patriotism belong when your nation's leadership is wrong?
I've been bitten by this bug to start doing research on getting the bad ass home theatre thing going with surround sound speakers. The home theatre in a box versus a customized, buy individual component type setup. I'm in no hurry, but the desire is there. Yes, it's a shallow desire relative to other stuff I think I should be doing.
I love my new garage door. It is pristine, unmarred, by past mistakes, like me trying to back out while the door is still closed. However, I miss the reminder of my shameful accident, and now fear that I will become complacent and careless and do it again. Hopefully I will continue to not forget.
I perused www.SorryEverybody.com. Some cute stuff on there. Some of it was melodramatic. Then again, if you're a nation (whether you're recognized as a valid state or not), that has citizens being tortured or killed by us, I suppose these apologies are not enough.
I am so glad I was not born in a nation in the Middle East, or some similar region where warfare is more common. But somehow, I think there's wisdom to be found from someone who sees war take place right in front of them. On or near their homes. I wonder. If another nation thought that your country was a harborer of terrorists, and decided to invade us to win that war. As a citizen of the invading country, would you help the invading country? Or fight back? Or would you hope that you get caught in one of the explosions so you wouldn't have to decide? Where does patriotism belong when your nation's leadership is wrong?
