I was walking to work this morning and saw a number of rollie pollies. You know, the bugs that, when scared or threatened, roll up into a little ball. When I was a kid, I used to sit there and watch the terrified little creatures curl up as I poked at them with a stick, not really understanding the cruelty in what I was doing.
Now that I’ve heard another dose of bad national news, I am beginning to empathize with the rollie pollies.
I made the mistake of listening to the Supreme Court arguments today on Proposition 8. Some of the questions and answers made me clap, and others made me annoyed. But after all the back and forth about marriage’s purpose for procreation, one question kept popping into my head.
Does our society really need more kids?
Winter is over; we survived! Spring is such a happy time. The weather turns nicer, or a little rainy in our case here in Northern California, but not for long. The sun is warmer and the flowers are out. I know this first-hand because I was running a few days ago and a flowering tree smacked me directly in the face with its flowers.
And they smelled great!