Bah! One-sided "friendships"

Everyone knows one. Those people that only pop up when they need something from you. They think because they keep you on their email list for when they send out bad jokes that they can call you and ask for favors.

But ask them for something and they disappear. Arg.

I'm just frosted because this just happened to me. Someone I was once very close with won't ever see me, though we have run into each other several times and I always open the invitation - "Hey, we should get together for lunch..." but nothing ever comes of it.

We had a brief email exchange when I got a mass email and responded. At the end of my last email, I said, "Why don't we get together for dinner?"

Nothing. No response at all.

Yesterday I got a "Hey, buddy, since you work at the newspaper I figure you might be able to help with a press release..." email.

I sent him to a local PR person.

I could easily write a press release...for friends. But at some point you have to wonder where friendship isn't friendship anymore. Kinda sad but that's part of being a big grown-up person, I suppose.

One question for Barack and Hillary

What are you going to do about the 750 BILLION defense budget, you know, the one that doesn't even include funding for the Iraq and Afghanistan wars? The one that is 30 percent higher than when GW Bush first took office?

Just wondering.

One blog at a time

I’m over at <a href=” http://flawedbutauthentic.com”>Flawed but Authentic</a> today.

 

(I hope this link thing will work via email. Sorry if it doesn’t.

No time, baby

New post up at my food blog Snackish

A little inspiration

It was a creed written into the founding documents
that declared the destiny of a nation.

Yes we can.

It was whispered by slaves and abolitionists
as they blazed a trail toward freedom.

Yes we can.

It was sung by immigrants as they struck out from distant shores and pioneers who pushed westward against an unforgiving wilderness.

Yes we can.

It was the call of workers who organized; women who reached for the ballots; a President who chose the moon as our new frontier; and a King who took us to the mountaintop and pointed the way to the Promised Land.

Yes we can to justice and equality.

Yes we can to opportunity and prosperity.

Yes we can heal this nation.

Yes we can repair this world.

Yes we can.

We know the battle ahead will be long,
but always remember that no matter what obstacles stand in our way,
nothing can stand in the way of the power
of millions of voices calling for change.

We have been told we cannot do this by a chorus of cynics...
they will only grow louder and more dissonant
We've been asked to pause for a reality check.
We've been warned against offering
the people of this nation false hope.

But in the unlikely story that is America,
there has never been anything false about hope.

Now the hopes of the little girl who goes to a crumbling school in Dillon
are the same as the dreams of the boy who learns on the streets of LA;
we will remember that there is something happening in America;
that we are not as divided as our politics suggests;
that we are one people;
we are one nation;
and together, we will begin the next great chapter
in the American story with three words
that will ring from coast to coast; from sea to shining sea --

Yes. We. Can.