Thoughts on the severely retarded

When children are born with severe developmental disabilities (like the kind where the kid can't feel any pain and chews of it's own limbs), why isn't euthanasia accepted? It seems cruel to let them survive. We wouldn't allow a dog in a lot of pain or who was suffering live. We would "put it down." Isn't it a violation of human rights (or at least really mean and cruel) to keep some child alive who just hurts all the time, who can't have friends, who doesn't understand, and will probably die young but after years of misery?

I am so hungover

I feel like burning. Bartenders should not put my cocktails in pint glasses. That's just asking for trouble. Mmmm blueberry vodka. Dancing with JEB's mom was pretty awesome (except that we did it not when the band was actually playing, but when they had taken a break...way to go). Dinner parties are also trouble. My dad picked me up at the bar at 1:30 in the morning. He made fun of me this morning. This is ridiculousness.

I am concerned....

that the Chinese insist on putting cardboard and antibiotics and antifreeze in my food. That is all.

I just gotta say.....

Lindsay Lohan is awesome. If you're gonna drink, maybe don't wear a voluntary alcohol monitoring device? Someone just might know. Silly girl. All I can say is wow.

The Zoo, Part II

So, as mentioned in the previous post, I am one proud zoo member. Which means I get invited to after-hours zoo events. Last Friday, they had a fundraiser for the zookeepers, called Comedy Night at the Zoo. Well, it turns out that at the zoo, when they say bar, they mean open bar. Free drinks. And hors d'oeuvres. And a silent auction. But mostly, free drinks. Alex took me, let me get tanked on pink wine, and bought me a picture of a duck. Then, it was time for the stand up comedy. Boy, was that stuff funny [after lots and lots of yummy pink wine]. Next year, I'm bidding on the picture by the two elephants and the rhino and the chance to meet Shawn the penguin back behind the scenes.

The Zoo, Part I

I love the zoo. I pretty much think it's the greatest place ever. Granted, I'd rather not have all those furry and feathered friends locked up, but for what it is, it's awesome. So, for my birthday, my boyfriend bought me a membership for a whole year! I can go to the zoo whenever I want, for free. Plus, I get discounts on crappy zoo stuff. I also get invited to special members-only zoo events. I now go to the zoo about once every two weeks. I am in love with a baby gorilla. And I am a philanthropist (all zoo membership fees are tax-deductible donations to benefit the little guys).

Air Conditioning

Why is it that in the summer, when it's effing hot outside, businesses insist on setting the AC so low? Every time I leave the house, it's ninety degrees outside (maybe more). So, I make sure to wear pants and grab a sweater, because it's sure to be freezing wherever I go. I'm having lunch on another scorching summer day, and can barely feel my numb fingers it's so cold in this restaurant. I am wearing jeans and a wool sweater. I work for an environmental group that specializes in energy security, and our office is always FREEZING. Given the current state of our energy security (that is, seriously not secure), can someone tell me what the rationale for this is?

A question...

Why does eye dilation (like at the eye doctor) make me feel stoned? Today I felt like I smoked a lot of weed. And looked like I ate some good mushrooms. Then I had to sleep it off. How can those little drops do that?

The Second Life

Call me technologically challenged, but I just learned of the creepiest thing EVER. It's called Second Life, and it's an entire virtual world. Nearly 2 million U.S. dollars are spent there each 24 hours (though you have to buy "Linden Dollars" to spend, then convert them back). Over 7 million people have Second Life avatars. People buy and sell virtual land (for real money), they have jog-a-thons, people go clubbing, they have jobs, you name it. So instead of doing this stuff in the "real world," people sit in front of their computers and pretend to do all of this. Now, non-profit organizations have started raising money in Second Life, and legitimate foundations fund this sort of virtual-philanthropy (NYT). My job is considering opening an office in Second Life. Creepy, huh?