Time Keeps on Ticking Into the Future

Today is National "Sorry" day, where the Australians apologize for killing most of the Aborigines and taking their land by shrugging their collective shoulders and saying, "Sorry". Specifically, they are apologizing for an official government policy to help aboriginies assimiliate that was practiced for decades. The policy was essentailly to split families up and place the children in orphanages. They call it the Stolen Generations now. This was an official govenment policy until 1969. That's in my sister's lifetime. It's incredible this was standard operating procedure here so recently. (Happy Birthday Lynn. Just remember, you'll always be older than me.) On the other hand, I guess it's interesting we don't have an official day in the US to apologize for slavery or to Native Americans. Then again the day here doesn't amount to much more than one of the footy matches for the week having a 'Dreamtime' theme in which the announcers describe the unique talents of Indigenous players in a way that makes Michael Irvin seem PC.

This week I went to see Clap Your Hands Say Yeah at the Hi-Fi. The show was pretty good. It didn't quite sell out, but it seemed very crowded in there. They played a lot from both the first album and the new album. I enjoyed Satan Said Dance a good bit. I will be happy when Alec (who looks, moves and sounds alarmingly like my Freshman year roommate's live-in boyfriend.) get's over his love of singing into a megaphone, and then into the microphone.

My birthday is next Saturday. While I'm sad I can't go to Mickey's Blue Room (no longer in operation) or Blue & Gold, I'll be making due at Section 8. It'll be weird to try and have that without the regular co-conspirators. Please have a Jack & coke for me whereever you are.

Thanks to Jesse for passing along this update on a potential trade for Bret Favre:

I'm also getting pretty addicted to this.

Mail Update: Thanks to Amy Chou (who used stationary I gave away in the 29 firesale), Sarah Josephson (who sent a socially conscious UNICEF birthday card) and my Mom (who seems always to be able to find a card with a Golden retreiver on the cover). Those were great.