Learn to Speak…or Read. :)

Rant for the day:

Chipotle
is
pronounced
chi-POHT-lay.

Seriously, stop saying it wrong.   Ya killin me!

(see here).

–dan

Holly’s Pics

Hey there!  Been busy lately, but Holly Ashby was kind enough to allow me to take some shots of her.  She’s a singer / songwriter here in Nashville.

--dan

Random Pics from Rachel’s Desk

Michi and Ali

Dan and Dad

Literary Critic

Maya

Zoe

Me

Smilin’ Maya

Ummmmmm…. **SMILE**

So, I didn’t know you were going to be home so SOON. I sort of didn’t have time to get away from this mess by the time you came in.

So, Ummmm, canIhaveado-over? **SMILE**

Editor’s Note: She does this, much to the unsuspecting person’s terror. “If she’s happy, she smiles, just like me” usually doesn’t prevent folks from running in the opposite direction, if they don’t know. Or if they’re Dr. Eric. She only smiles at people she likes…or when she’s in big trouble. hehe.

Please click the photo for the full experience of Smilin’ Maya.

Patience

Part of a conversation between Rach and I on a walk yesterday:

Dan: “When do you think I became impatient?”
Rachel: “The instant it was required that you be patient.”

How Buddah of you.

–dan

Volunteers

So a friend of ours has volunteered a large chunk of his time for the Obama campaign.  Being team players, we were roped into a “visibility event” this Saturday.  

We were a bit worried, but we were among friends and the whole ordeal turned out to be just a great time.

–dan

ViaTalk

So I figured I’d take time out of my day to commend Via Talk for their great customer service.



Personable, friendly and empowered to make things happen - what a great staff. And the actual phone service is great too!



’nuff said.



–dan

Gracie & Maya

So here are some more pics. The one with the bandana is Ashby’s Dog, Gracie. The other one is Maya AKA ‘The Bug’.

“Maya” I Introduce Myself

My name is Maya. (My-uh)







I am Rachel and Dan’s new puppy.







I am just getting accustomed to my new place.







Right now I sleep alot, since I am a puppy and have some worms in my butt.




Here are some more pictures of me; much more to come soon. I get along with my sister, Zoe, very well and we play together. I wish I had some pictures of that, but every time Zoe and I play, all I hear is “aweeeeee”.

The Infinite Wisdom of Bob Lutz

Ho boy.

It’s on now.

Exhibit “A” is located here: http://money.cnn.com/2006/12/26/news/companies/gm_fuel.reut/index.htm?eref=rss_topstories

 Just when you think American car manufacturers couldn’t POSSIBLY get any dumber, the aforementioned whining from the once-profitable bohemoth that is General Motors is presented for your judgement.

Quote Bob Lutz in response to the new proposed legislation to help curb our additiction to oil, “…that effectively hands the truck and SUV market over to the imports, particularly the Japanese, who have earned years of accumulated credits from their fleets of formerly very small cars”.

FORMERLY small cars? That’s all you got, Bobby? “Well, you USED to make small cars, but now you make BIG cars that get better gas mileage than our piles-of-shit that we’ve been so complacent as to allow a 60+ year old man to design (gee, wonder why nobody’s buying GM?) and further allow to get crap gas mileage, so THAT gives you an unfair advantage”.
 
Come again?
 
Yeah, Bob, this whole “oil” thing really cought us off guard. For the last 20 years when other countries have been producing lighter, higher quality, more efficient and more desirable autos, combined with CONTINUOUSLY skyrocketing consumption of non-renewable resources such as fossil fuels wasn’t a tip-off or anything.
 
NON-RENEWABLE means you can’t get it back, and fossil means it’s made from long dead animals and plant life. Maybe someday fuels will be made from oily auto executives.

These are the types of mentalities that will represent the slow, hard crawl towards a coherent energy policy for the US (and the world). That’s assuming we even have “energy” left over in 50 or so years to even have a policy for.

I don’t drive an electric car and I don’t recycle like I probably should. I also would like to think that if a policy were drafted to, oh, I dunno, try to save western civilization from extinction, I’d not be so self-righteous as to piss-and-moan about how such a policy puts someone else at an unfair “advantage”.
 
Christ.

–dan