The Old Illinois State Capitol (reconstructed -- although the columns are original), where Lincoln served his term as congressman, and where right around NOW Senator Barack Obama is climbing the steps to announce that he will run for the Presidency of the United States.
Run baby, run.
(Shot this back in August on my Springfield field trip »)
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Saturday, February 10, 2007
Saturday, October 14, 2006
I will follow you to the ends of the earth
Because when the reporter asked him if he believed in God he quoted Borges, for chrisssakes:
That, and he's not afraid to admit he inhaled.
Mr. Senator: I'm yours.
p.s. I should probably add that I've heard him speak on policy issues and he's got me there too.
From the brand spanking new Men's Vogue, September/October 2006 issue. And yes, as a matter of fact I *did* buy it because Barack Obama was on the cover.
I offer you that kernel of myself that I have saved, somehow -- the central heart that deals not in words, traffics not with dreams and is untouched by time, by joy, by adversities.
That, and he's not afraid to admit he inhaled.
Mr. Senator: I'm yours.
p.s. I should probably add that I've heard him speak on policy issues and he's got me there too.
From the brand spanking new Men's Vogue, September/October 2006 issue. And yes, as a matter of fact I *did* buy it because Barack Obama was on the cover.
Saturday, May 13, 2006
house
Gratefully, it managed to pick up a Peabody a little while back which helps (somewhat) mitigate that crush-striken teen feeling that's just downright embarrassing.
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