And so life begins to return to a more normal-like state. Back in the office this morning. Doug’s back in this week, too, which means I can take off one of my several hats. Day-to-day concerns, like calling in on the furnace, setting up eye appointments, etc., become the norm, rather than 24-hour news coverage.
Which is how it should be.
Still, folks continue to natter on about what happened, what we are doing, and where we are going. Which is good, too, since once we stop talking about it, we let the agenda be controlled by others.
I’m neither in the camp of the “The Guvviment is going to use this to take away all our rights, slaughter innocent abroad, and tattoo barcodes on our foreheads” folks, nor am I in the camp of the “Nuke ’em all until the glow and let God sort ’em out” people. I’m in the camp that’s ready to act, not sure what that action should be, but willing to entertain reasonable ideas. Which is where I suspect most folks are.
Jackie and Doyce were over last night, as we try desperately to catch up with this past season of Buffy and Angel. I would laugh at Doyce’s efforts to make this happen, if we weren’t also participating in those efforts.
Got an e-mail from Wil thanking me for mentioning his site on my blog. Which is kind of weird in a bunch of ways it shouldn’t be, and kind of neat in a bunch of ways that are too geeky to go into right now.
Well, daylight’s burning (not really, it’s cloudy out), and time’s a-wastin’ (quite true). Let’s move ’em out.