Silflay Hraka

So Carolina-Duke are on the TV and, so far, it looks like UNC hasn’t recovered from whatever stupor they were in against N.C. State. They aren’t playing great defense and aren’t taking great shots and it looks like it could be another long night. But the Carnival must go on.

I have to apologize once again for putting the Carnival up a little late. I usually do it on Tuesday night but my Tuesday evenings have been filled with dinner and socializing for the last few weeks. My last meeting with the Emory “Single’s Supper Club” is next Tuesday, however, and I expect things to return to normal soon after that.

I don’t plan on scheduling anything for my Tuesday nights for a while, mainly because almost every other night is full for the next eight weeks. I have Fusion group through Buckhead Church every other Sunday with informal gatherings on the non-scheduled weekends. I have Spanish classes at Emory every Monday and Thursday for eight weeks. I could have “Small Group” with Church every Wednesday for eight weeks and probably will do some of those because a few of my new buddies want me to join them. That leaves Friday and Saturday for socializing.

Tuesdays will be my only free evening.

Except for the Carnival.

I don’t know why I can’t relax like everyone else.

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David Parker starts the Carnival this week with Can’t see the family forest for the trees. In it he explores Family Forest, a geneaology website. The site traces the ancestry of George Bush, John Kerry and Barak Obama. Bush and Kerry are traced back to Ancient Rome and Marc Antony.

Guess what? So am I. Actually, if the site is to be believed, my ancestry can be traced by to ancient Illium and Aeneas. Pretty cool, huh? I’ve also seen the family tree traced to King Fornjotor of Kvenland, which is what I shall name my firstborn son. Halfdan “the Aged” Sveidasson also makes the list of possible baby names for future Kehaar progeny.

But I stray.

Alan K. Henderson traces the ascension of Tony Dungy and the Indianapolis Colts to Jackie Robinson in A Long Long Time Ago, In A Ball Club Far Far Away. Fair enough.

Speaking of holidays created by marketers to suck money out of your wallet, Madeleine Begun Kane takes on Valentine’s Day with a little VD Humor. This year, Valentine’s Day falls on a Wednesday. This means I’ll be spending the evening with a bunch of guys from church. That probably beats a few of my previous V Day’s.

BTW, Mom, That Girl and I are not currently in communication. Again. I know I told you last week that we were talking again. That was last week.

This is this week and we’re not talking.

Again.

I’ll keep you posted if anything changes.

Speaking of true love, LocalGirl has Finally Found Prince Charming! I wonder how many times they stopped speaking to one another over the years. Why am I guessing the answer is “none”? Hmmm.

Speaking of problems, Wayne Hurlbert presents Problem solving: Solutions seeking a problem. My suspicion is that it’s a pretty decent piece. I wouldn’t know though. It’s long an didn’t feel like reading it.

Jack Yoest presents War Protesters Vandalize the Nation’s Capitol. I didn’t read this one either.

Adam presents Righteousness of the Devout. Okay, I started to read this one but lost it about five paragraphs in. UNC is losing big. Bastiges.

Leon Gettler presents Davos: much ado about nothing. No. attention. span. Something about the G7 meeting in Davos.

Maddie’s back with an Ode to the Great Molly Ivins. I always imagined Mad shared a kinship with Ivins. Good on ya’, MBK. Love her or hate her, Molly Ivins is dead.

And last, the man with two first names, Mike Billy drips with sarcasm while relating how the Mooninites Attack Boston. Don’t know if anybody else saw this but the Adult Swim website had a big apology on it last week. $2 million dollars big, I guess.

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So that’s it for the Carnival of the Vanities this week. Get back to work, ya’ slackers. I gotta’ go watch some basketball, if I can stand it.

Dammit.

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