Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Christmas Eve
Christmas Eve we hosted Bobbins' parents and brother for dinner. We went to 4pm Mass, braving the crowds. Bobbins prepared a wonderful ham and potato dish, to go with mom's asparagus. We opened some presents and sang "Silent Night." MM enjoyed playing in the presents and paper as much as opening them, while Josie found my grandmother's old silver paper delicious --
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
X-mas Hats
A few days before Christmas two of the neighbors came by with their hats, which MM, her mom, and sis had some fun trying on.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
And Away They Go
Sunday Coach and I hit Santa Anita race track. I hadn't been in a couple years and had a good afternoon, though it was quite cold and rainy. I even won $4 on three bets. The last bet was one I wasn't sure of, but had to make for Bobbins. The horse was named after one of her favorite artists. I bet him to show and of course he came in fourth.
Do We Really Need to Regulate Happy Meals?
James Lileks had a pretty good article on Nurse Bloomberg (mayor of NYC) and the regulation of Happy Meals in a recent edition of National Review:
"Bloomberg is famous for his war against salt and fat and soda and tobacco; if you want those things, you'll have to get a passport and go to France. C'est ironique! Makes you want to hang around his office and chain-smoke Slim Jims. His special blend of condescension and control is one of the things that do not endear him to average voters, which is why he'll never be president. But he would probably carry San Francisco: In a move that must have made Bloomberg gasp at the brilliant audacity of it all, that city's board of supervisors banned Happy Meals.
"The point man for the anti-Happy Meal initiative stated that this wasn't just about nutrition, though -- this was 'food justice,' a new concept that will soon join hands with the commerce clause to ban interstate transport of fast food, unless Taco Bell gets smart and markets its burritos as 'undocumented wraps.'"
"Bloomberg is famous for his war against salt and fat and soda and tobacco; if you want those things, you'll have to get a passport and go to France. C'est ironique! Makes you want to hang around his office and chain-smoke Slim Jims. His special blend of condescension and control is one of the things that do not endear him to average voters, which is why he'll never be president. But he would probably carry San Francisco: In a move that must have made Bloomberg gasp at the brilliant audacity of it all, that city's board of supervisors banned Happy Meals.
"The point man for the anti-Happy Meal initiative stated that this wasn't just about nutrition, though -- this was 'food justice,' a new concept that will soon join hands with the commerce clause to ban interstate transport of fast food, unless Taco Bell gets smart and markets its burritos as 'undocumented wraps.'"
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