Memorial Day Thoughts

Memorial Day is one of my favorite holidays of the year. Not in a celebratory sense, but in a deep-thinking sense– it’s a holiday that asks us to think long and hard about a difficult subject. It’s a day that asks us to take some time and contemplate the cost of war, and thank the people who pay it.

Of course, it’s not just soldiers who pay the cost of the war. It’s their families, and even their friends. And often it’s people who never asked or wanted to be involved– children, civilians, and folks just trying to live out their lives while the world falls apart around them.

There are no easy answers on Memorial Day. But I do want to thank all the people who take up arms for our country. And I fervently hope there comes a day when you don’t have to any more.

Here’s a song that’s been stuck in my head for the past day or so. It seems apropos. The lyrics are simple and the video’s lighthearted, but unless the message at its heart sinks in to the collective human race, there will always be a price to pay.


How Not to Get Any Writing Done

Go exploring in Seattle on a sunny weekend.

Find a bunch of baby goslings and their parents while wandering around South Lake Union Park.

Visit a street fair in the University District.

Take a walk on the seashore.

Go kayaking in Puget Sound. (Note: this is not me, but as far as ways to not write go, this seems as fine a method as any.)

For good measure, you can always read a couple of novels.

And acquire that kickass TV show you’ve been meaning to watch on DVD.

Bonus meta-procrastination: Compose a blog entry explaining in pictorial format why you haven’t been writing.

I’m sure I am not the only writer who failed at getting writing done this weekend, though for most people I suspect their reason rhymes with “Riablo Smee.”