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Al Gore: Live at Augie

Last night Aaron, Mike, Melissa, Parry and I walked to the Elmen Center (a few blocks from our house) to hear Al Gore speak. He greeted us with ""I am Al Gore, and I used to be the next president of the United States." He was playful, sharp and poignant. I must admit it was quite satisfying to hear from Gore instead of Bush (FYI - last night the State of the Union was delivered for those of you living under a rock).
Since last night I’ve had several conversations where folks are asking, so what do we do now? I hope the question doesn’t go unanswered! Learn more at Climate Crisis

Pure Excitement

I’ve moved on from Mauled Funk to Pure Excitement in one week. I can’t focus on work, all I can think about is Jamaica – two weeks from today Aaron and I will be spending our first full day on the beaches of Negril at Sunset at the Palms. “This relaxed all-inclusive is a favorite with ecotourists. It was the world's first hotel to receive Green Globe Certification for environmentally sustainable tourism, and the management works to maintain that status. Rooms here are in tree-house-like cottages amid towering royal palms. Open and airy, rooms have gauzy curtains, natural-wood floors, and high ceilings.” Check it out at SunsetatthePalms.com. The crazy part is winter has finally hit. Last night our actual low was -11, right now it’s 8 with a wind chill of -5 and
we have a few inches of snow on the ground from a Sunday snow storm. I’ve got to get back to not focusing on work as I dream about being in this pool with 'a tropical drink melting in my hand'.

Mauled Funk

"When he [Elisha] turned around and saw them, he cursed them in the name of the LORD. Then two she-bears came out of the woods and mauled forty-two of the boys." -2 Kings 2.24

Tonight a group of students and I will discuss this verse in context although by itself the verse entertaining. Cursing and mauling always makes for a good discussion. Lately life has mauled me. It’s winter without snow. I helped with a funeral for the first time Sunday. Last night I watched my Buckeyes get mauled and die at the hands of Gators.

Overall things aren’t bad they just are funky. Maybe it’s good ole cabin fever, I don’t know. Cold without snow leads to lots of time inside. Maybe it’s the natural flow of life after the holiday hoopla. I’m tired but I can’t sleep. I feel hungry but I’ve eaten so much when I eat again I feel painfully stuffed. Maybe it’s anticipation funk. I’m super psyched about our trip to Jamaica in 20 days and about moving to Ohio in August, but right now it’s the same stuff and it’s just not that fun. Hmm, hopefully it’ll end soon.