so long, sister molly

molly ivins is dead at 62.

a loud, brash, opinionated, smartass broad! she wrote honestly and with a wicked-oh-so-wild sense of humor. she could peg a fool, dress him down for all to see and then end it with bless his heart.

and we all knew what that meant.

here's to you, molly!

the sovereign state of texas will never be the same...

i forgot...

how great it is to work with people...i mean on a daily basis...i miss officemates...ok, not really... i guess i just miss the two friends i went out with tonight...after work drinks for them...and just another opportunity for me *not to drink alone* and to catch up on city gossip...i miss the economic development game and all of the political intrigue...every city has it and every public servant knows the rules...no names, no clues ...just a wink, a nod..and low voices....but i digress...
i actually wanted to write about something other than my evening out ...something i read earlier, but it seems so unimportant now...but why should that stop me?...

age...and what's important...to me, anyway.

i take so much for granted or maybe it's that i no longer have the time to waste wondering "if or should i"...it all comes down to "why not?"

i have what i need...the extras i give away...we have so much. which brings to mind another thing we (americans) seem to have turned into a fine art: creating a need...or rather a perception of a need... it started at a restaurant...lunch, new area in a city we know and hate...we were seated and the next question from the the lovely hostess..."would you care for a black napkin?" (slight pause on our part, as we wondered if we'd heard correctly) "no, these white ones are fine"....now, i've been served in many different places in many different cities all over the world...and this question was a surprise to me, anyway...so, having no social shame/inhibitions.. i asked the waiter...

"why?"
his response (seriously...) "pants"
pardon me? i asked

ok, i'll spare you the withering look he gave me...

evidently, up in atlanta, if you're wearing dark colors on your lower half, you MUST use, you absolutely HAVE to have a dark napkin! who knew? ok, everyone but me, i guess...so, this small incident became a touchstone for all that is wrong with our consumer society...perceived needs without regard for global impact and/or the debasing of our own souls in pursuit of more...

i'm rambling now...probably because this conversation is still going on within me and i need to refine it, but i also know i need to start writing again..so bear with me.

i'm ok.

have you missed me?

sooooooo....

yes, i've been away....but you knew that

yes, i've thought about all ya'll and you knew that, too


and yes, i'll be blogging again.... SURPRISE!...you weren't sure, were you?