Good morning, sunshine

[Fuckity fuckfuckfuck. Registration fees for the LSAT and several bills left unpaid until now make this weekend's planned excursion financially untenable. I guess I'll be able to go in June, but I was really looking forward to it. Maybe it'll be sunny enough this weekend for me to get off my lazy ass and hit the beach here.]

[Speaking of sunny getaways, the people who try to lure tourists to San Diego have a new ad campaign going in the kiosks of downtown San Francisco. Just in time for our summer fog, they sport slogans like "I Left My COAT in San Francisco" and "The Warmest Summer I Ever Spent Was A Winter in San Diego." Cute enough, I guess. I have very little feeling for my birthplace (I've only visited twice as an adult), except for a general impression of blandness. But that sunshine is tempting...]

[One thing leads to another. I hate to take up the same drumbeat, but the absolute wrongness of That Man's energy proposals are making my gut twist. There's a whole quarter of this country, beginning at about Medford, Oregon and curving in a fat crescent to Houston, that is sunny a vast majority of the time. With the right building codes and capital investments in grid infrastructure, solar power (backed up by other sources, such as wind, geothermal, and smidgeons of hydro) could power this country quite comfortably. California and the West should become this nation's energy farm, just as we already are for so many other things.]

[Argh! Why, oh why, did any Floridians vote for Nader?! It was a simple formula: if you were a liberal in a swing state, vote for Gore. It would still have been close, but dear Katherine and Jeb couldn't have fudged that many numbers.]

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