Lupus (bad), John Coltrane (good, and very cool)

It sucks. I've had no energy to post, but with the help of the wonder drugs plaquinil and prednisone, I now have about an hour or two of energy a day, with which I am going to waste an hour blogging. I'll also cut-and-paste the same boring entries to Bovina Sancta and my Facebook pages, so for the next month or so there really won't be really topical stuff posted anywhere, just ramblings.

It's forced my to reschedule my trip to Idaho until late September. This is one time I won't argue back to the Big Guy. It's in the low hundreds there now, and while I used to love that temperature range, right now, I'll admire it from afar.

I have come across something that is very intriguing and has made for some good listening and spirit warming. It's Saint John Coltrane Church in San Francisco. I highly recommend going there on Tuesday afternoons for the Uplift Radio Broadcast. If you can pick up locally, tune in from Noon to 4. If not, you can listen online: KPOO 89.5.

When I was living in Philadelphia I used to go to Jazz Vespers at Old Pine Street Presbyterian Church, which, I learned today have ended due to lack of funding. I'm hope the tradition will continue somewhere in the area; it's a joyous noise too precious to lose.

I don't like Obama's vote on FISA either

I don't think the issue is going away just because he (and others) voted yes. We still can fight for our Fourth Amendment rights. It's ain't over yet. I got no answers.

For all you who feel let down by Obama, and there are lots of you out there: don't let this one issue (granted it's a biggie) keep your eyes on the greater prize. Getting our country and our Constitution back. I still think it's possible, and I haven't been the most optimistic person as of late.

Keep those donations going; we'll need it against the Swiftboaters. And please, remember to help Senator Clinton pay off her debt. She's a great role model for our daughters, as is Michelle.

On an unrelated note, I so want a dress like Michelle wore on The View. I can't carry off sleeveless dresses anymore. Maybe there's a matching shrug...