It did snow on Saturday. Sunday was similarly cold and dreary. Which meant that Jas, Cody, and I spent our time doing dishes and laundry rather than frolicking outside. It was fun and productive.

Thankfully, those goofballs on the hill were productive too and passed health care legislation. Granted, it’s far from wonderful, but it’s a very important head start. A huge hurdle that’s been long in coming.

In listening to irate people on the radio, it got me wondering about things. I’m one of the most selfish people you’ll ever meet (especially around beef jerky) and yet to me it seems like we are put on this planet to do one thing: help each other.

When we die we can’t take our possessions with us, our heaps of gold, our favorite trinkets. We learned that from all the folks pawing through the Egyptians’ tombs looking for shiny stones.

So what are we supposed to do? Regardless of your religious beliefs, why are we here?

Even if it’s because of some masterful cosmic stew without a certain hand stirring it, what is the point?

Is it to acquire things and give ourselves the best experiences of life? Is it to turn into slaves for the sake of our companions? Or perhaps a mixture of both.

Who knows. It all depends on how you look at things. Whether your glass is half full, half empty, lacking scotch (where is the waiter at anyway?), dirty, or really awesome at making rainbows out of sunlight.

We are all here. So let’s make the best of it. I’ll give a little more so that others will have a better quality of life. I’d want the same if I were in their shoes. Together we can all make this world a better place.

And as far as government control is concerned, let’s just keep voting out the bastards and rolling the die. It’s really all we can do.

We can make it better, if we try.