'hodgepodge' is a good word

my-can't-look-away fascination right now is hoarders, featuring stories of people whose entire houses look even worse than my basement. i got mom hooked on it too when i visited last week. which reminds me of this.

as i stubbornly await the reopening of the kind of brand new library on april fifteenth, i have been catching up on my mountain of new yorkers (but i'm not a hoarder -- i recycle them when i'm done), and reading random books i find on our shelves (currently a collection of short stories by f. scott fitzgerald).

hey, did i ever mention that boo scored a ticket to see president obama when he came to town last week? what happened was, boo was pretty mad at me because i wouldn't let him stand in line (in the rain. instead of going to school. for hours) to possibly get one of the free tickets being given away. in fact, he was basically furious about it, and i actually felt quite regretful that i hadn't let him do it. i didn't stand in line myself because obama and i were going to be like two ships passing in the night, me on my concord trailways boston-bound bus, him in his motorcade. after i left for boston, m came to the rescue, scouring twitter until he found a guy who actually had an extra ticket to give away. "best story gets it!" the guy said. and, as it turned out, boo had the best story. several hundred people with tickets did not get in - tragically, including the man who gave boo his ticket - but boo himself managed to sneak forward in line where he spotted a friend from school, and he made it in!

bo obama

i keep reading on the internets about how everyone's tired of hearing about this dog, but not me! i love this photo and the accompanying analysis of it by michael shaw on the huffington post. i can tell these two are going to be great friends.

sleepy

(image from au carrefour etrange)


this is me, after all the excitement of today's historic happenings and our mini-voyage to cambridge and back and our stolen four-day weekend. as planned, i bawled. it was good to be with my mom, who cried too, as well as m, dad, and boo (no actual weeping for them). my favorite moments included:

*obama stumbling over the oath
*malia's camera
*sasha's color combo (orange and pink!)
*aretha franklin's hat
*dick cheney: is he more like a)mr. burns from the simpsons, b)mr. potter from it's a wonderful life, or c)mr. lebowski from the big lebowski?

so proud and happy.

obama dog

the obamas have confirmed that they will adopt a dog from a shelter or rescue! just thought you should know.

today's obama-related tears

i'm watching guess who's coming to dinner while i sew many many milo in maine scarves. spencer tracy is talking to sidney poitier about the problems of raising mixed-race children, and when he asks what his daughter joey (who wants to marry the sidney poitier character) thinks about it, the answer is:

"she thinks they'll all be president of the united states. and they'll have colorful administrations!"