A Strike of 5

I heard noise outside of our little cottage by the bay this morning. It's not often that our neighborhood is that noisy unless it's a game weekend at UCB. Yet I'm hearing muddled voices through a megaphone. What gives?

I walked out into a fog shrouded morning and stood waiting for the bus. I looked down Telegraph and saw five protesters holding signs and marching in a circle to a boom box, a megaphone and chanting. Apparently ABC Contractors commits unfair business practices. Still I am left wondering how effective a protest of 5 bedraggled and not entirely reputable looking group can be.

I'm not a huge fan of unions and I have been union before, so I feel somewhat justified in my opinion. I have seen effective large-scale strikes such as the recent strike of the Hotel & Restaurant workers' union in San Francisco late last year, but FIVE people? They wind up just looking more like another Berkeley oddity than any effective group expressing justifiable outrage at exploitation.

Maybe I just needed more coffee :P

It's Friday. We made it! I had such a wonderful day yesterday with Enigma and a wonderfully expanding week with Dr Lust. I've had Lace around all week long and we've had several days of enjoyable knock around time and laughter in the sunshine this past week. It has been a long time actually, since I've rolled into a weekend feeling this happy, this content, and this whole.

And so we shall see what shape this weekend takes.

I hope its good for all of us, in many ways!

And for a smile on Friday

The headline alone is worth the price of admission.

Christ on a Crisp.