oy, my back hurts. um... in other news, we have a cat. well, kitten. It's orange and odd.

Where is that liberal media i keep hearing about - the absolute disdain with which the networks have covered the DNC convention is palpable.

Yo, Peter Jennings... shove it!

Ethics Quiz

To which philosophical system do your beliefs align? This is an interesting quiz that shows how closely your philosophical leanings rub up against the teaching of great thinkers through the ages. I really should take it again - as numbers 2 and 3 are quite disturbing.

My Results:

1. John Stuart Mill (100%)

2. Aquinas (98%)

3. Ayn Rand (97%)

4. Jean-Paul Sartre (94%)

5. Aristotle (79%)

6. Kant (76%)

7. Jeremy Bentham (74%)

8. Plato (66%)

9. Ockham (52%)

10. St. Augustine (51%)

11. Prescriptivism (50%)

12. David Hume (48%)

13. Stoics (47%)

14. Cynics (45%)

15. Epicureans (45%)

16. Thomas Hobbes (35%)

17. Spinoza (33%)

18. Nietzsche (25%)

19. Nel Noddings (17%)

Where was i? ahh.. Amy and Chile came back from Podunk, Missouri. They were down there to welcome her aunt who just came back from Geo. Bush's war. It's strange seeing Chile after a couple days of not seeing him - the first such absence since he was born. He looks... bigger. No, make that BIGGER. I don't know how he managed to add a couple inches over a couple days, but he seems to have done that. It's like having a five year old in diapers around the house. Odd.

After upwards of 72 hours without electricity, the lights and fans and (oh, thank god) the air condition sparked back to life on wednesday night around 10pm. I think it's around 10 - we were at the baseball game, et al, until midnight.

Next Task: Grocery Shopping. Nothing cleans a refrigerator out quite like massive power outage.

We're heading toward 48 hours without power at our house. Second power outage in a month. bah.

The boy is at his Great Aunt's house for the duration. Last night i went over there to hang out with him during a Mary Kay party in the next room. He's gotten a wee bit nuts lately. He was throwing blocks from one side of the room to the other, then chasing them, batting them around, throwing a toy radio and cackling maniacally when it bleated out sesame street tunes.

He tried his hardest to figure out how to put the top of... well, some kind of toy.. back on. He doesn't quite have the coordination yet, so he went for a more brute force approach. He beat the thing for awhile and then threw it across the room.

After that he tried out his book opening and closing skills. Nothing in the world is more fascinating to him at this time then things that swing open and shut.

After an hour or so he realized that he was hungry so he started racing into the kitchen where his mom was screaming ""MAMAMAMAMAMAMA."" Chili knows how to get a point across.

He spent the rest of the night laughing his head off and waving his arms around. Apparently something about a Mary Kay party is hilarious to the diapered set. He likes to make his ""Birdie"" sign now. It's where he points with one finger and nods his hand up and down. While hysterically laughing of course.

All in all, he's the most insanely happy person i've ever met. How he got that from two generally morose and moody people i'll never know.