Friday, November 19, 2004

President Clinton Opens Trailer.... er... Library

President Bill Clinton presided over the opening of his Presidential Library yesterday, in Little Rock, Arkansas. Rain pelted the 3 former and 1 current President(s) who attended, along with 30,000 onlookers. By all accounts, the library will be a full, open accounting of the Clinton presidency, and I'm absolutely certain will be fascinating, whether you were a Clinton supporter or not.

But tell me, why does President Clinton's library building resemble a mobile home in a trailer park?

I know I'm not the only one that's noticed. President Clinton says the design of the building, sort of leaning or reaching out to the river, is meant to evoke images of a bridge to the future. Uh huh. Surely, in all the design reviews, at least one staffer HAD to speak up and say, "uhm... guys... you realize this building is starting to look like a mobile home?" Look at this artist rendering of the finished library and grounds, and tell me you don't immediately think "hmm.. looks like a trailer."

I mean, it's in Arkansas for goodness sake! Butt of every mobile home and tornado joke ever told!

Even under construction, someone had to scratch their heads and think, "I just don't know...."

I have to admit, though, it's a much better design than many other proposals. For instance, there was the Clinton Library's Saudi Annex which was proposed and quickly quashed.

A more rural setting with a modest budget was originally proposed.

Plans for a separate gift were dropped early, also.

If I'm ever flying back east, and my plane breaks down and is forced to land in Little Rock for repairs, I do hope to visit the Clinton Presidential Library.

And as a final kick in the pants, visit the Counter-Clinton Library's website for an informative tour of their proposed library. Hillarity abounds. Pun intended.

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

Keyhole From Google

Oh! There is ONE thing that I've been a little bit excited about.

If you've watched CNN's coverage of the Iraq war at all, you've seen the 3-D maps and computerized fly-overs of Iraqi cities, showing where things are going on. Well, Keyhole is what they use to do them.

If you don't have this yet, get it. It's a free 7-day trial, and it's the coolest satelite photo program I've ever seen. I wouldn't recommend BUYING it because it's about $600 for the professional support version, but 7-day of skipping around the globe for free is kidna cool! Just go to, or follow this link to their page. Keyhole

Yeah, Yeah, I'm Still Here

Sorry about the lack of updates. I just haven't felt like blogging lately.

Got my brother moved to Eureka, just fine. Took us a coupla days to get everything set up there, and moved into his new place, but the trip went off without a hitch. We drove up from Sacramento overnight, driving eight hours in the dark, and took a short nap once we rolled into town. Driving home on Wednesday I got to see the countryside in the daytime. The northern California coast around Eureka is just gorgeous. So green and lush, with towering pine trees and redwoods; fog filled valleys and lush meadows. I loved the area. I think my brother and his family will enjoy it.

Other than that, not a lot going on. I'm kinda bored at work. Oh, heck, let's be honest, I'm bored out of my head at work. I hate going there because there are days it feel like the most repetitious job I can imagine. I'd rather be driving a street-sweeper or a garbage truck. At least then I'd be outside. I'm not made to sit in an office all day.

I guess I'm just kinda depressed and bored right now. There's a couple of really ridiculous things going on in my private life that I really can't discuss in a public forum, and I think they are part of what's got me down. They're not major or actually very important issues in any sense, but they are THERE, ya know? Kinda like "a splinter in your mind", as Morpheus would put it.

Ah well. I've posted. I'm still alive. Thanks to any of you that check in now and again. I'll try to get back into the swing of things.