Dum Vivimus, Vivamus: Nothing is ideal in every circumstance.

1.25.2014

Nothing is ideal in every circumstance.

Yesterday, my wife was running around with the kids when the girls spotted something she couldn't resist buying for them.

You can't really tell, but the long flaps hanging off the sides end in mittens.

Those hats are cute as the dickens, but I don't think I will let the girls wear them when we go out hiking in the woods. I do not trust everyone in the woods with a gun to act as responsibly as I do.

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statement

"What did I want?

I wanted the hurtling moons of Barsoom. I wanted Storisende and Poictesme, and Holmes shaking me awake to tell me, "The games' afoot!" I wanted to float down the Mississippi on a raft and elude a mob in company with the Duke of Bilgewater and the Lost Dauphin. I wanted Prester John and Excalibur held by a moon-white arm out of a silent lake. I wanted to sail with Ulysses and with Tros of Samothrace and eat the lotus in a land that seemed always afternoon.

I wanted the feeling of romance and the sense of wonder I had known as a kid. I wanted the world to be what they had promised me it was going to be -- instead of the tawdry, lousy, fouled-up mess it is."
-- Glory Road, Robert Heinlein

Why?

1.25.2014

Nothing is ideal in every circumstance.

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