Muddy Buddy. Yesterday. Pocahontas State Park.
1. We won at softball last night, making us the #3 seed going into the playoffs in two weeks. We started hot (going up 10-1), then stopped hitting, then turned it on again in the last inning. I was 3 for 4. We played pretty well.
2. I love this picture. The wall behind her is a burned out motel room wall. I like the model a lot, of course, but the wall behind her is one of the most beautiful things I’ve seen in my life. If I live to be a hundred, I will probably never make any art as beautiful as that wall.
1. Took some really good photos yesterday - the sort of pics that make me wish I could take pics every day of the week. Every week of the year. Every year for the rest of my life. Damn.
2. This Sunday: Muddy Buddy. Richmond. Hopefully there will be groovy photos.
3. Apparently Louisiana republican (and “family values”) Senator David Vitter hasn’t been seen since his name was linked to a DC prostitution ring earlier this week. Where is he? Or more pointedly, where is the member of congress’ member? According to the Washington Post’s Dana Milbank…
Rumors spread that the senator, present on the Senate floor Monday evening, had fled to the Big Easy — but his aides ignored phone calls and e-mails throughout the day inquiring about the senator’s whereabouts.
In Vitter’s defense, he has more than his political future to worry about right now; he could lose his manhood.
His wife, Wendy, told Newhouse News Service in 2000 that if her husband cheated on her, she would react less like Hillary Clinton and more like the Manassas woman who cut off her sleeping husband’s penis in 1993. “I’m a lot more like Lorena Bobbitt than Hillary,” Wendy Vitter said. “If he does something like that, I’m walking away with one thing, and it’s not alimony, trust me. I think fear is a very good motivating factor in a marriage.”
As always, it’s reassuring to know that we can rely on the republican party to keep “traditional marriage” alive and well.
4. “May pretty horses
Come to you
As you sleep
I’m gonna go to sleep
Let this wash
All over me”
-Radiohead, “Go To Sleep”
4. A somewhat nicely made bed in an abandoned motel. With thanks to my supercool model Jessica.
1. It does make me sad that Starr Hill is closing. There has been some blogtalk about how bad their acoustics were, etc, but I always found it to be a pleasant and often intimate place to hear some really good acts. And if Capshaw’s purchase of Satellite Ballroom is supposed to make me feel better, well, it doesn’t. The chances of me going to the Corner to hear a band are pretty slim.
2. Is it somehow possible that living in Virginia might no longer be an embarrassment? The always thoughtful Waldo Jaquith writes:
It’s fair to say that the overriding theme of my political blogging has been Republicans in Virginia are way too far to the right, and they’re going to lose the majority soon because of it. Governor Kaine’s election was the first major sign that this is so, Sen. George Allen’s ousting by Sen. Jim Webb was the second sign, and the the ever-shrinking gap between Dems and Republicans in the General Assembly is on the ongoing sign. Now comes a major new poll of Virginia voters conducted by the Post, the Henry J. Kaiser Family Foundation and Harvard that makes it as clear as ever that the shift to Democratic dominance in Virginia is well underway.
3. I’m sure I’ve posted this at some point. Or that you’ve already seen it. None the less, it bears repeating: Stuff On My Cat.
4. Dave’s Mosquito Farm. We’re in the playoffs. This Thursday determines whether we’re a #3 seed (playing team we could easily beat) or a #4 (and facing the way-too-good top seed) seed. Stay tuned.
5. Don’t just stand there, dammit. Putt.
1. Welcome to the new and improved Travels and Rants Journal. Hopefully it looks pretty much the same, but now you can leave comments. How cool is that.
2. Congrats to my very cool kickball team, 32 Left Feet. We beat the dreaded Give Me Your Lunch Money team yesterday, something like 18-1. We are awesome kickball gods.
3. French fry.
“And I’m starting to think it could happen to me like it did to you
And I’m starting to actually feel it seep through the slick divide now
I don’t crack the door too far for anyone who’s pushing too hard on me”
-Liz Phair, “Nashville”
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Lynchburg Hillcats, Dusk, July 4:
If the legacy weren’t already assured… from washingtonpost.com:
President Bush today refused to rule out a pardon for I. Lewis “Scooter” Libby, one day after he spared the former White House aide prison time by commuting the 30-month sentence imposed after Libby’s perjury conviction in the CIA leak case.
An unanswered question last night was Vice President Cheney’s role in advocating leniency for his former chief of staff and alter ego. The vice president has been outspoken in his admiration for Libby, even in the face of the jury’s verdict that his former aide perjured himself. “He’s one of the most dedicated public servants I’ve ever worked with, and I think this is a great tragedy,” Cheney said after Libby’s conviction in March.
America, can we please remember this time…?
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Shenandoah County, Virginia:
