Non fat, double, tall, no whip, with foam, iced vanilla latte.

Oh man, i am one of THOSE people now. I am at Starbucks....at lunch time.....writing a blog. i hope that the 8 people in here are looking at me thinking (what is that guy typing). i always wonder what people are writing or typing on their computer when i am on the train or airplane. Now i know, they are are doing nothing really other that typing/writing "i am on a plane/train/in coffee house."

One thing i have been thinking about lately is all the signage in peoples front yards on the 8 mile stretch from bellingham to lynden. There are two, count 'em, 1-2 signs on the way up here that tell us that the world is going to end may 22, 2011. they even have a big "NO" symbol with 2012 in it. there are a couple of anti-abortion signs, a sign that tells us to by local firewood.......yes, buy local firewood, and of course a couple signs about the government stealing from us and a couple calling their land a "land grab" zone.

All of these signs obviously come from passionate, convinced people, as far right as possible republicans. all are well and good, and i can understand the case for most, (minus the firewood one, that is just strange to me) but the end of the world ones are just ballsy. i like that. the balls it takes to tell not only Washington travels but Candians as well that come may 23, we will not be here. this is a bold statement and one that, i feel if they are wrong, they should be a little bit embarrassed about.