Blogito, Ergo Sum

Supposedly there is some sort of Easter Egg event at the park this morning, so we'll go check that out after everybody gets up and going. We stayed up later than usual last night watching "The Ten Commandments" more out of incredulity than anything else. No, not about the religious aspect, but the incredibly poor acting, or perhaps I should say over-acting, of the entire cast. It was almost a parody, I thought, and the lines...the lines were even worse.

One can only wonder what today's Egyptians and Arabs think about it, let alone the Jews. And could anyone possibly watch the seven shepherd daughters at the oasis without ever thinking about "Seven Brides For Seven Brothers"? I kept trying to remember if the Hebrews, as they were all carefully called, practiced polygamy in those days or whether this was one of the improvements Mohammad introduced later on?

Anyhow, Tony is sleeping in uncharacteristically late this morning. I got distracted in the evening and didn't wind up going to bed until well after midnight, and the last I heard Carol was still strumming her guitar or talking to herself, so I don't think we're going to get to the park bright and early. At least I'm completely ready by a little after six...and probably begging for a nap by mid-afternoon.

And does everybody know that Easter was just about as early as it is possible to get, this year? Easter is the first Sunday following the first full moon (21st) following the vernal equinox (20th). One day earlier was theoretically possible. I have no idea if it is possible for all three of them to occur on the same day, or maybe on subsequent days. After all, the vernal equinox might be early in the morning on Saturday, the full moon later in the day, and Easter being the next day. Anyway you figure it, it was close.

And I'm back from the Easter-egg thing this morning, which turned out to be a moderate blah. Carol was feeling really down from lack of sleep but wanted to try to go, anyhow, so she was a zombie. Tony turned uncharacteristically shy immediately upon arrival, I have no idea why, and had no desire to participate in the crayon drawings or coloring eggs or anything, just about the last thing I would have predicted. The "hunt" got a little out of hand when some kids started early and the stampede was on, so that the little kids did not get to go first. Tony was late catching on to the whole idea and I actually found the only egg that he got, standing over it and calling him to come 'find' it, fending off one older girl who didn't much care for my idea.

Tony finally found a neighbor boy he knew and perked up a little but actually had more fun simply running on the grass and turning cartwheels for us than anything else. Now we are all back and crashing for our naps.

I've been having very little success in my rehab efforts this year to get back down to a reasonable weight...more exercise, less--actually no--beer, cut out the carbs, eat more fruits and vegetables, etc...so I'm going to try to convince myself that Easter is the last day of the old cycle and tomorrow is the first day of the new birth. My weight has been creeping back up, and my blood pressure right along with it in tandem, and I'm getting too old for these indulgences. We have two rounds of guests coming this spring, unusually enough, one the first week of April and the other the first week of May, so I'll try to get presentable for those and let them be my lapses.

Not a lot I find newsworthy today, but I did like this comment from Power Line:

I've been listening to Barack Obama's apologists gush about how wonderful his Philadelphia speech was, and how important it is to have a serious discussion of race in America of the kind Obama now has initiated. Obama himself made the latter claim.

So my question is: if this discussion is so important, why did Obama commence it only after he had been exposed as the patron of an anti-American racist?

Obama has a unique problem when it comes to black racism in America: his family hasn't been part of that experience. His father was actually from Africa, not merely 'from' Africa (as are we all, if we go back far enough, cf. Lucy), so he doesn't have any slave heritage baggage to carry. American black militants all wave the slavery flag when claiming that they should merit special preferences or even repatriations, in the name of fairness and recompense for past injustices, but Obama can't claim any of them.