Striking a little close to home.

This is basically a short essay I've been meaning to write for some time now. Complete with Gilmore Girls references. Just never got around to it.

Still might write mine though. There's one point in Stevenson's piece that I think I disagree with: that procrastination precludes certain forms of success. I'd like to probe that a bit deeper yet. We'll see. For now, I've got other things not to do.

Philly vs. Filly

Ok. So please understand: I'm not literally equating the fates of these two beings.

But. Hillary Clinton recently drew a line of comparison between herself and Eight Belles, the lone filly in the Kentucky Derby this year.

Today. (Tragically.) Eight Belles finished second place in the Derby. That's not the tragedy. The tragedy is she ran all the way through to the finish line, finished second, then collapsed with two broken ankles, and had to be euthanized right then and there.

So a little quip comes back to bite Hillary in the ass. Someone should point this out to her, though I'd be at least a little surprised if anyone in the MSM did (because of the "literally equating" problem mentioned above). But that's what the blogosphere is for.

(I'm not even gonna mention the name of the stallion that won the race.)