The Futile Pursuit of Happiness

So, right on cue, like a sign from God, I find this: The Futile Pursuit of Happiness.

”Things that happen to you or that you buy or own — as much as you think they make a difference to your happiness, you’re wrong by a certain amount. You’re overestimating how much of a difference they make. None of them make the difference you think. And that’s true of positive and negative events.”

Hmm.
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Arrgh More

Hi, my name’s Tin Man, and I can’t make up my mind? Um, so I’m going to use my blog to vent about it?

There seem to be a number of roommate situations in Park Slope, Carroll Gardens, et cetera, that I can afford, according to Craigslist. It’s when the weekend arrives that I don’t like living in Jersey City. Brooklyn isn’t Manhattan, but it has its own gay bars… good for weeknight carousing as well as Friday or Saturday night jaunts, I presume. Plus Prospect Park… the downside would be the long commute, and having a roommate. Unless the roommate turned out to be decent. And if it didn’t work out, I could always move on to a different situation. Hmmm…

God, I hate making decisions.

More on Clark

Salon.com’s main article today is about Wesley Clark and his chances of getting the Democratic nomination. It has some interesting stuff about Clark vs. Dean. (To read the whole article, and the rest of the site, click on the Salon Daypass and you’ll have free access to everything for the day.)

I’ve been thinking more about Dean lately, and I admit, the excitement about him is contagious. I don’t watch much TV, but I watched most of the Democratic presidential debate last night (the only no-show was Al Sharpton, who apparently was stuck in New York due to thunderstorms). Dean was fun to watch. Forceful (maybe a bit too strident, but I’m going to watch some video of him here for a comparison). Dennis “Hello?” Kucinich is too goofy to be president. Gephardt’s boring. I can’t stand Lieberman and his pandering. Kerry was fortunately more forceful than I’d recalled him being. Moseley-Braun’s elegant, but no chance. Graham, whatever. Edwards, I liked him a few months ago, but he seems like a lightweight now. Aren’t you glad I’m making these decisions on substantive criteria?

This is gonna be fun.
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