With or without religion, you would have good people doing good things and evil people doing evil things. But for good people to do evil things, that takes religion.
The good life, as I conceive it, is a happy life. I do not mean that if you are good you will be happy - I mean that if you are happy you will be good.
Too much sanity may be madness and the maddest of all, to see life as it is and not as it should be.
I enjoy paying taxes. With them I buy civilization.
2002-07-13 - 4:18 p.m.
Last night was fireworks night at the Shea Stadium. There were plenty of fireworks during the game but the Mets came up a run short in a ninth inning rally and lost 9-8. After the game Alan went home, he isn't a fireworks fan. I wouldn't miss them. Our seats were in the loge under cover where I couldn't see so I had to find the seat of someone who left early to watch the display. I found a great seat in the loge boxes right behind the plate. I got to watch the bottom of the ninth from it.
Before I forget. I have an extra ticket for Sunday's game. Does anyone want to go?
The Shea stadium fireworks are my favorite. I get to watch them sitting down and not standing in a crowd without room to breath. More importantly since the audience is all in a relatively small area they can choreograph the show to take advantage of that. They play a musical accompaniment over the PA system. Fireworks are a lot like music. They somehow make a direct connection to the central nervous system. I had never seen a display by myself before but found myself uncontrollably ooing and ahing. I used to go to fireworks night every year. I think will have to start doing that again.
Tonight I'm going to see Richard Thompson at Joe's Pub. As you probably know he is at the very top of my musical passions. I wish that I had someone to see him with but I'll have a great time anyway. Joe's Pub is a tiny venue, he usually plays large theatres.
I should go soon so I'll save my TV movie recommendations till tonight or tomorrow morning.
Carey is busy this weekend and can't update so I figured I'd fill in the blanks for her.
When she left work yesterday she drove straight down to Langley Va. I don't know what she was doing there; the only thing in Langley is the CIA. She took a helicopter from there to the airport. For some reason she was carrying a suitcase that was handcuffed to her. She flew from Baltimore to Buffalo, NY, near the Canadian border. She was met there by a man who bore a striking resemblance to David Morreale. They were seen driving to the Rochester vicinity. They were followed by men in the employ of archfiend Nigel Bloodbath. The David Morreale clone, codenamed Neal tried to lose them to no avail. On a deserted stretch of road the Nigelians cut off Carey's car and forced them to stop. They tried to take the briefcase by force. Carey used her remarkable self-defence skills to thwart them though. The last they were seen the Nigelians were lying in the road moaning and holding their groins. I'll let you know when I found out what all that was about.
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