The sky may be falling--but at least I'm happy

Ahhh, what relief to get ourselves to February 15th. All that red and pink and chocolate and pictures of Cupid and roses, geesh! Finally, now past the V-Day, we can represent the other pastels.

It's true. I like my chocolate colored pink, baby blue, lime green, and definitely, maybe even most of all, sunshine yellow. Look people, Christ is risen today. Get me some robin eggs.

Suffice it to say, I enjoy Valentine's Day now that I have someone to enjoy it with. Though one must be careful in the public display of affection amidst single and possibly extra bitter fellow Americans. (Why are they bitter? About the war? About their ridiculous rent/mortgage/gas prices? About Safeway's preponderance towards volume discounts for the family-ed?)

In any case, it seems the sky is falling for 2 major reasons:

1. In Environmental Studies today, our professor regaled us with tales of CO2 emissions. Every gallon of gas? 19 pounds. And people too! Hey, would you stop breathing so much?? (You'd think I'd have lost weight by now if I was emitting so much CO2 every day.)

2. Our Vice President shoots one of his shooting buddies. (Is that what hunting's about? Aim for the orange jacket? Huh.) And a lawyer to boot. Damn. (That's what I learned last semester--why we have a Solicitor General!)

Icing on the cake though, is Yahoo's #2 headline at 11 am: Cheney will grant interview. Oh great! Maybe some hard hitting questions from Barbara Walters and Oprah, maybe even Daniel Schor? Well, only if they've been recently hired by Fox News.

Excuse my French, but INTERVIEW, MY FOOT. It may be spelled "I-n-t-e-r-v-i-e-w", but it's pronounced /glad-hand-ing and pub-li-ci-ty stunt/.

Get out your umbrellas.