Reading and thinking about the recent election of Arnold Schwarzenneger as governor of California has finally burned out my interest in politics for a while. To see such real and palpable discontent within the electorate channeled into the recall of a sitting Governor in favor of an actor with no significant prior record of public service... it represents too much of the victory of image and soundbyte over the kind of substantive debate needed to solve the problems of that state or the nation as a whole. But that is where I must leave things, my faithful readers, lest I degenerate into further ranting and raving about the merits of Republican ideology, the political character of certain national leaders, and my general dissatisfaction with how people rush to embrace political "outsiders" these days. No, I must stop, throw up my hands, and let matters take their course for a while. Further ranting on the subject for the moment will only serve to raise further bile in my throat.
Fortunately, I've had other things on my mind of late that have been more than adequate distractions. Most important of these was a visit from my parents from the land of my birth to visit their perspective in-laws. That led to a four day weekend for me in which there was an engagement party, visits with old and new friends, MUCH wine tasting, and far too much excellent food to be good for my waistline. I think their visit was an unqualified success for the most part and built up some goodwill between my parents and Fiancee S.'s family. My mother even made the very touching gesture of buying Fiancee S.'s wedding veil and tiara. Seeing my parents out and about with so many other people for the first time in a while reminds me of where I am from, and what it might be like to live closer to them. *sigh*
One thing I did notice about them being here was that the idea that I am actually getting married in several months is finally becoming much more real to me. I think that up until now, the realization that I was getting married could be conveniently abstracted away. Seeing my parents, showing them the Church where the wedding will be, and the hall where the reception will be held made everything just a bit more concrete. The net result is that while I don't have "cold feet", I do occasionally have the sense that I'm about to let life take me in a completely new direction... and that makes me a little nervous in a good, but uncertain way.
on 2003-10-09 at 2:29 p.m.
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