If you think about it, we all owe Donald Trump a vote of thanks… as long as he doesn’t get enough votes to become president…

The thing is… and this is a weird ‘thing, even when compared to most of my ‘things’… but the thing is that we were all lured into a false sense of reality. We mistook political correctness for actual progress. We thought we had trained, using nothing more than social pressure, our bigots and haters into no longer being bigoted and hateful. Now we can see how wrong we were.

They didn’t go away. They didn’t get reformed. They didn’t get more open-minded. They just got good at not saying hateful and bigoted things out loud.

Now, along comes Trump… and he comes right out and says hateful and bigoted things against all kinds of groups… women, minorities, entire races, people of different sexual orientations and so on, and the crowd goes wild.

Well, you better be looking at that crowd at the republican debates, America. Because that is you. It is your ugly, stinking underbelly that resides down in the swamp of human indifference and self-righteousness… and you can try to explain it away by saying that it is the smaller part of you, but icebergs and alligators don’t work like that. The part that basks in the sun and therefore becomes enlightened isn’t the vast majority… it is, at best half, and at worst… less than that.

You can tell yourself that these are just fringe whackos… people with chips on their shoulders, the leftover, dying breed of dinosaurs that are slowly becoming extinct, but how sure are you really? Because they come from all walks of life, every socioeconomic level, and all parts of this country. They are your neighbors and they are your own family. And you can’t change their minds. You can try, and create rifts that will tear your family apart, but that won’t do it. That won’t stop them from thinking they are right.

And America, like one, big dysfunctional family, is being torn apart too. Politics has been replaced by obstructionism. Debate had been overshadowed by pompous proclamation. Compromise has become ultimatum. State’s rights are now a platform for taking rights away from people.

Free speech is not an excuse for fear mongering. Religion is not a pulpit from which to preach intolerance.

And the fact that these people can rant about family values while claiming that only they can define what a family is, or cynically ignore the fact that the constitution is there to separate church and state while using religion… the very religion they all ignore when it gets in the way of their goals, mind you… to stir people into a frenzy of ‘us against them’, is just wrong in every sense of the word.

Yes, I get your anger, I understand your frustration. Politicians have ruined this country in so many ways. The process is broken. The way forward is not clear. But is you feel you need to show the establishment how angry and frustrated you are, can’t you at least find someone who isn’t full of hate? Hate isn’t going to fix the problems. Hate is going to get us into worse problems.

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Wait… why the hell is this not a thing???

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Because it really ought to be a thing, am I right?

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Eric Idle for president!!!

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Hey, he can rant and rave just as good as that Trump guy… only we would know it was meant to be funny… plus, he would actually care about us.

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Well, it’s time to say goodbye to the Hotel Del Coronado…

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I hope you enjoyed the stories and pictures of our romantic weekend getaway.

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If you ever get a chance, drop by this historical old hotel, even if you just enjoy the shops and restaurants.

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Before we left Coronado Island… which is, once again, technically an isthmus and not an island… we had to swing by the restaurant where we threw the best surprise party ever for my wife, to pick up a bottle of champagne that had been forgotten in the clean up process.

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I took a few photos of Downtown San Diego on the way in.

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There you can see some of the nuclear-powered aircraft carriers of our fine Navy… of which I was once a member. San Diego is a big Navy port.

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Then, it was back across the Coronado bridge…

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In the distance, you can see the tower of the hotel, and beyond that, a Navy ship sailing into the harbor.

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To our right, you can see the 32nd Street naval base, where I was once stationed way back in the day, and beyond that, the mountains which are on the far side of Tijuana, Mexico, where you saw the sun coming up in some pictures from that early morning walk my wife and I took that I put in an earlier post.

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Looking back to the left from the top of the bridge’s arch, you can see downtown San Diego. In the foreground, just past the boat masts, you can see the ferry dock that is right outside the restaurant where the surprise party took place. I walked out on that dock to take some of those pictures of the lights of San Diego during the party.

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And that was pretty much it. The bridge dumped us off near downtown, and a half hour later we were home… but it was still Super Bowl Sunday, and all our family and friends were still in town, and one of my brothers was throwing a party, so I do have one more post coming up… with pictures of my cute little cousin…

 

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What if regular people went job hunting just like presidential candidates…

How cool would it be if, when you went out to get your very first job… or a new job… you could gather donations from people and businesses and spend the money on gas for driving to job interviews… or food and hotels… or even a nice vacation to get you in the job hunting mood… whatever, they hardly ever check to see how the money was spent. I do, however, think that, when you get that dream job flipping burgers, the guys who gave huge donations are going to want free Big Macs.

Oh, but when you do go in for the interview, all the other job seekers are there at the same time, and you all go into a room and try to talk yourself up while insulting the people around you… no… you don’t have to know any facts about them, just make stuff up… and no, you don’t have to know anything about the job you are trying to get… just tell them that you are the best burger flipper in the history of meat, and that you will make Mexico pay for your paper hat and spatula.

And feel free to make TV commercials telling everybody how lame the other job applicants are… and, one again, don’t feel the need to be truthful about it. Hint that they are all not only inept, but are probably foreigners with ties to terrorism… that should make the bosses nervous about letting them mix milkshakes.

It also wouldn’t hurt to travel all over the state before the interview, giving speeches where you make extravagant promises about how you will make the filet-o-fish sandwiches cheaper and faster than they have ever been made, with new secret ingredients that will make them not only better tasting, but actually healthy for you. If anybody has the cajones to ask how, just tell them that you don’t want Burger King to know the secret yet. No, you don’t ever need to actually do any of these things, even if you get the job. Once you have a job, what do you care about filet-o-fish sandwiches? You won’t be eating them. You have a job.

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Okay… here it is… the post you have all been waiting for… the one where I tell you why we were at that fancy hotel last weekend… and this post has a lot of good pictures of me in it… so… uh… yeah…

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That is me… at the thing… the thing you have been waiting for me to tell you about. Unfortunately, I can’t really post any pictures of the actual thing… for privacy reasons… so you get to look at pictures of stuff that relate to the thing… and pictures of little old me.

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My wife took that picture of me, on the balcony at the fancy hotel, right before we left for the thing. And what was the thing, you ask?

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Let me adopt a sexy, thoughtful pose whilst I consider how best to tell you about the thing.

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Enjoy this picture of the sunset from in front of the hotel while I try to figure out the best way to say it.

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Okay… the thing is… no, not one of my usual ‘the thing is’ kind of a ‘thing’… this is the actual thing! My wife had a birthday. It was one of those end-of-the-decade birthdays.

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The hotel sent that fancy desert to the room. The wine, well, my wife brought a few of those herself… in my suitcase.

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So… I hear you all saying… along with a few choice swearwords… that is the big thing we have been waiting for? A birthday party? Yes… and no…

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Because my wife thought we were just going to a fancy restaurant on Coronado island for a nice little dinner… just the two of us… But my daughters… (especially Jessica, the older one, who was a wedding planner, and, you might remember, just got engaged)… have been planning a little surprise since before Christmas.

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I will share a few pictures of San Diego taken from the patio of the restaurant while I fill you in on the details. My daughter arraigned for a makeup and hairstylist to come to our room at the hotel, and my wife got the full-on beauty and glamour treatment. (She also got a day pass to the hotel spa, and was massaged with hot rocks and who all knows what else)…

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So my wife gets all dolled up, and puts on the dress we got her for Christmas, still thinking that her gift was a weekend with me… (and, seriously, who doesn’t want that for Christmas and their birthday???)… at a fancy hotel, with a romantic bayside dinner thrown in.

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But when we get to the restaurant, guess who was there… practically everybody in the world that she cares about…

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And me… looking like that… oh, yeah.

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Yeah, it was the most awesome surprise party in history!!!

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Family and friends flew or drove in from all over the country.

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There were so many ways during all those months that the surprise could have been ruined…

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But we pulled it off.

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And it was freekin’ awesome.

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Oh… Mollie, my youngest, took a lot of pictures of the party. That is Jessica’s engagement ring, which I forgot to show you back when I was doing the posts about our crazy desert trip.

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And that… that right there is a piñata of my wife… because it was a fiesta-themed party. No, it doesn’t do her justice, but it isn’t bad considering they did it from a small photograph my daughter sent them. The thing is… (and yes, this is indeed on of my patented ‘things’)… but when I was talking with Jessica about party ideas, I thought it would be funny to make a piñata of my wife… like get a generic human-shaped one and glue a printed picture of her face on it… and Jess loved that idea, but she did some research and found a place that actually makes them… so, once again, one of my brilliant get-rich-quick schemes has been stolen out from under me.

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Anyway, there is the cake… and the fact that it was a fiesta-themed party… and I drank way to many margaritas… might explain the look on my face in this last picture…

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HA!

 

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I swear, these are the last random pictures of the fancy hotel we stayed at last weekend before I start doing posts about why we stayed at that fancy hotel last weekend…

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Yes… I know… that isn’t a picture of a fancy hotel…

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But I took these right out in front of the hotel. The hotel hires this nice lady… a licensed hawk trainer… to hang around the hotel with her Harris hawk… to keep the seagulls from grabbing food right off the plates of the people eating outside.

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She actually lets the hawk fly around. Sometimes it lands on the railings of the balconies of the hotel, and if you aren’t expecting it… and really, why would you be… it can be a little startling.

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Anyway, I do love me some birds of prey, so I ran down and talked to the lady and got some pictures to share with you.

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I also met this adorable little guy… while I was out wandering around waiting for my wife to get ready for… that thing… that I’m going to tell you about soon…

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His name is Watson.

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He is awfully cute.

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The hotel also had a life-sized calf outside the ice cream parlor. I want one of those. I don’t know what I would do with it, but I bet me and the crack squirrels living in my head could come up with a few ideas.

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Oh, look… there is one of the seagulls that snuck back in when the hawk lady left. California gulls are crazy. They will swoop down and grab food right out of your hand. If you come to California, you should bring a hawk. You should also tell me, so I can meet you someplace.

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Some guy built this really cool sandcastle. It was as tall as I am, and I am pretty tall.

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Seriously, if you ever come to San Diego, let me know. We can meet at the Hotel Del Coronado for lunch.

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Well… uh… that was just sitting in the hotel hallway near our room… so I took a picture of it.

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I can’t remember if I posted any photos of the central courtyard of the hotel or not…

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Either way, no sense letting these go to waste, right?

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I took that picture while my wife and I were waiting for a cab… to go to that thing… which I will tell you about in the very next post… you know… unless the crack squirrels come up with some crazy idea to mess with Donald Trump of whatever…

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And now… pictures of me… because… you know… it’s me!!!

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Wow… I really am self-absorbed, aren’t I… it’s a good thing I am so dang handsome…

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A romantic sunrise walk with my wife…

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I love that picture…

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The world was coming alive around us.

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That big cruise ship was still making its way into the port of San Diego.

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I actually took a few pictures of the waves crashing on the rocks…

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You know… trying to get that one perfect shot…

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I guess, after the picture I started the post with, the one I like the most, I didn’t really need to share all the rest…

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But I hate to waste a perfectly good photograph.

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Now, usually, when you are right on a beach on the Pacific Ocean, you have to walk quite a ways in order to see the sun rise over water… but we were on Coronado Island… which is, technically, an isthmus…

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So we just had to walk back past the Hotel Del Coronado…

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And across the strand to get to the harbor in San Diego bay…

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There really is nothing quite like the reflection of boats on still water when the light is just right…

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I love boats… have I mentioned that?

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And there it is… the money shot… the sun peaking up over the mountains in Tijuana, Mexico.

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And there is the famous Coronado bridge.

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There was a cool statue of a guy doing a handstand on the roof of a building…

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I do love me some whimsical art.

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And then my wife and I went back over to the beach… on our way to the awesome breakfast buffet at the Hotel Del…

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And we sat on a rock and watched the sunlight dance on the waves…

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Well of course I got up early to take pictures of sunrises for you too… don’t I always, when I go somewhere interesting?

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Okay, technically, that picture is jumping ahead a little … It was taken when my wife and I went on a romantic early morning walk on Saturday morning to watch the sun come up, and the rest of the pictures in this post actually happened before that, when I got up super early, and didn’t want to wake her up yet…

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I mean, she wanted me to wake her up at a certain time to see the sunrise, and I tend to wake up really early…

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So I went down and took these pre-dawn-warm-up pictures…

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You know, before I went back and woke her up…

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There is a stillness at that time of the day that you can’t find at any other time.

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You feel like you are watching the world come awake…

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When I went back to the room to wake her up, I spotted this cruise ship from the balcony, coming into the port of San Diego…

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I was wondering how many people on the ship had bothered to get up early to watch the sunrise.

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And I was still wondering that when we went down to the beach to start our romantic walk… which I will tell you about in a few minutes…

 

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