Nice day we had yesterday, no? That was some crazy weather. I found myself twice caught in the leading edge of both storm systems yesterday. In the case of the first series of tornados, I was at my parents and we were three miles away from where one tornado touched down. The sound was like hundreds of jet engines powering down on approach.
In the case of the second, my sister and I were on our way to Barnes & Noble when the rain let loose in ways only to be described as biblical in volume and intensity. We ended up sheltering in place in a parking garage for about 30 minutes. Sadly, a fun evening was not had by all. Three people died in last night's storms, including a guy in Annandale who had a tree fall on his car.
In other non-Mother Nature news, Tuesday was a banner day in politics, wasn't it?
I'm thrilled beyond words that Barack Obama has received enough delegates to secure the Democratic nomination for president! Yes, he can! Yes, we can! And Yes, we did! Now, Hillary just needs to back off and let the process move forward. Her not-so-subtle-through-others hints that she'd take the VP slot is pissin' me off. Talk about presumptuous! If she's the servant of the public and champion of the downtrodden she claims to be, she'd send an email to all her supporters and loyalists and beg them, for the sake of not having a three-peat, to give their support and votes 100% to Obama. The last thing we need right now is for Hillaryites to give their votes to McCain in a fit of pique. Think Ross Perot. Think Ralph Nader. Think: BAD IDEA.
And did you see in the news that GM is discontinuing their Hummer line? All I can say to that is "Hallelujah!" Those gas-guzzling, road hogging, small car squishing monstrosities are meant for one purpose and one purpose only: to transport troops and material in zones of war and conflict. The sooner we get those buggers off the road, the better for all of us.
Finally, whilst trolling through DC Blogs today, I read an entry by someone who participates in a group they wittily call "The Collective." Each of the members of the Borg, er, Collective, has their own little website. Lovely and all, until I noticed this in the sidebar on one of them.
Thinking perhaps she was encouraging donations to BlogHer or some other worthy cause, I clicked on the "Donate" button. To my horror, it took me to a Pay Pal page where, if I felt so inclined, I could part with my hard-earned, non-existent money and give it to Heather. No special reason. Just give it to Heather because Heather is Heather, I guess. Is this for real? And is it socially acceptable? What the fuck?!
I'm definitely getting old, because first, I can't even begin to articulate how disturbing I find this idea of being audacious enough to just expect that people will give me money for nothing. And second... I don't have a second, I'm just so flummoxed by this. Holy hell!
Meanwhile, I have a friend who could really use some financial help and who, if she put up a button like this on her blog, would be more than justified, but still.... And yet, instead of holding her hand out like Heather, she digs through her many years of foreign travel and really cool acquisitions and makes them available on eBay.
I can't write anymore about this, I'm just so baffled.
Tomorrow, we're going to the National Gallery to see Afghanistan: The Hidden Treasures from the National Museum, Kabul. Speaking of the friend who eBays, she's the same person who wrote the proposal that landed the funding that resulted in this fabulous exhibition coming to the United States.
If you have half a mind to do it, send a few bucks her way. Compared to Heather, she's actually making a difference in the world.
P.S. In all fairness to Heather and to avoid commenters castigating me for misjudging her purposes for the "Donate" button, I emailed her to ask what cause she was supporting. So far, I don't have a response, but as soon as I get one, I'll let you know. I'm willing to eat humble pie, but in the meantime... Seriously?!