Monday, September 04, 2006

Random Thoughts on Labor Day

Steve Irwin, "The Crocodile Hunter" is dead at 44, leaving behind an 8-year old daughter and a 3-year old son...and a wife who, I'm sure, lived every day wondering when she'd get this call. I cried at this news - mostly because he seemed like such an enthusiastic and happy guy and knowing how hard it is to remain enthusiastic and happy and lovin' life in this day and age - it's so unfortunate that this happy person had to leave....not one of the people who live to bring others down. The lone "good thing" about his death - he died when his heart was punctured by a stingray's barb....doing what he loved...in his favorite place - the heart o'nature. What really would have sucked would be his dying of cancer or getting hit by a car or falling down in the bathtub and hitting his head. I'm pretty sure if the stingray had the ability to know who he was - it would be remorseful and wish it had barbed a drunken college student on spring break.

I got my first e-mail from my Mom this morning. It was super cool, but a little "worlds collide". It was responding to my sending her a copy of an article about Victor Garber still being recognized as the star of Godspell...despite his huge fame as SpyDaddy in Alias for the last several years...alas...a very large red afro and Mork-from-Ork suspenders are hard to forget.

If your not signing a pre-nuptial agreement would cause your intended to not go through with the wedding -- would you sign it? What if the roles were reversed?

There wasn't a rainbow, but after Ernesto, under the fallen leaves, was a beautiful day.

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