Lately, environmentalists have been rethinking their opposition to nuclear power. Given the threat of global warming, maybe the risks involved in nuclear are worth the price for a non-carbon-based energy source?
Here's my decision on the matter:
I will support nuclear power once George Bush learns to pronounce it.
Interesting fact buried in a NYT article on the new debt relief agreement:
Many of the loans from the World Bank...came with conditions, often including cutting budgets. Soon children in the poorest African nations were forced to pay fees to attend public schools and families lost free coverage at rudimentary health clinics... Tanzania spent its $3 billion in debt relief to eliminate its education fees and an additional 1.6 million enrolled in its elementary schools.(emphasis mine)
Friday, May 27: Fly into Austin. Dinner at the County Line barbecue in Austin. Ribs, brisket, green beans, potato salad, beer.
Saturday, May 28: Brunch at Barton Creek. Dinner at the Salt Lick Barbecue. Ribs, brisket, sausage links, chicken, cole slaw, potato salad, baked beans, blackberry cobbler with ice cream.
Sunday, May 29: The wedding. Champagne, crab and asparagus soup, salad, chicken, steak, shrimp, mashed potatoes, vegetables, more champagne, wedding cake.
Monday, May 30: Our first anniversary. Dinner at Jeffrey's in Austin. Fried oysters on sweet potato chips, seared ahi with roast baby vegetables, plate of cheeses, champagne, Pino Grigio.
Tuesday, May 31: Pina Coladas on the lake. More Salt Lick barbecue (ribs, brisket, links, chicken, potato salad, beans, cole slaw) for dinner. Chocolate cake. Beer.
Wednesday, June 1: In Houston, a day of rest, relatively. Pizza and salad for dinner.
Thursday, June 2: Up early to pick blackberries and blueberries. One for the basket, one for me. Dinner at Tony Mandola's Gulf Coast Cafe: Gumbo, red beans & rice, fried oysters, fried catfish, green beans, sweet potato puree, key lime pie, Belvedere chardonnay.
Hmmmm, I wonder how much weight I've gained this week?
My folks threw Marc & Melissa's rehearsal dinner last Saturday night at the Salt Lick outside Austin. For 200 of our closest friends and family. The BBQ was fabulous, as usual.
Here's the song we sang for Marc, with banjo accompaniment (to the tune of the Beverly Hillbillies theme song):
Come 'n listen to my story 'bout Marc our little 'bro, Who turned out pretty well given what we put him through. We dressed him like a girl and we painted him bright green, And we made him look real cute when we shaved his head right clean. Torture, that is The sisterly kind It builds character
Now Marc when he was younger he was quite the naughty kid, Partyin' and drinkin' like our parents did forbid. While us sisters snuck around poor Marc was always getting caught, So Kelly stole the six-packs that her little brother bought. Beer, that is Cerveza Texas tea
Now those who know my brother know he's quite the ladies' man, Just like his Daddy told him: "Son, catch 'em if you can!" But then one day Marc met his other M, And Mom and Dad were happy he'd be adding to the clan. Oy vey! at last! A Jewish girl A shayna meydele!
The next thing you ol' Marc's down on one knee. He's saying to Melissa: "Honey, won't you marry me?" Now all you men out there, Marc is makin' you look bad. That was the best proposal that a girl has ever had! Rose petals, that is And candlelight Romantic stuff (It worked, too)
Bill and Robin were so happy because she's a Houston gal. Stayin' close to home there'd be grandkids to corral. They said, "Houston Texas is the place you oughta be," So they loaded up the Porsche and they moved to Los Angeles. Burbank, that is Swimming pools, TV studios Marc and Melissa: Y'all come back now, hear?