Thar she votes!
Time to stop waffling and fence sitting and get to voting.
What a strange election year.
Category: election
So, are you watching?
Tonight, 9:00 East/6:00 West, the Vice Presidential debate.
Palin v Biden
Oh I’m there.
With this handy study guide:
Strange days indeed…
Most peculiar, Mama*
If you, like me, sometimes struggle with change…well, then this is NOT our year.
I mean. Let’s start with the election. Both an African American Man and a woman on the main stage. Whoa Nellie!
The economy. Jeebus, I need a seatbelt to stay on this crazy ride!
There’s even a new profession I only just heard of in an article about this economy. A “neuroeconomist”, who studies the biology of economic behavior. Some guy from Emory University is saying we’re all acting like a bunch of scared sheep.
Not sure I disagree.
Several friends have been laid off from jobs and have had a lot of trouble finding a new gig.
Fannie Mae now (unwillingly) owns some 54,000 homes.
Some meaningful people both personally and in society have passed away.
A couple people very dear to me are seriously ill.
My 43-year old friend is preggers (naturally) for the first time.
My big brother is moving to Malaysia…This just after he and his family came through freaking Hurricane Ike.
Gas prices are through the roof. Prices unheard of thus far in our country.
Oh yeah, and for me personally I got married and am potentially changing jobs after almost a decade at one company.
2008 is not for sissies!
And we’re only nine months into this thing!
Holy crap!
If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to retire to the underside of my bed with a tubful of Cherry Garcia, a canister of Valium and my cat.
Call me when things have settled, hey?
*Borrowed liberally from John Lennon. Thanks John!
Best Line of the Day*
“It is arguable that, because of his inexperience, Obama is not ready for the presidency. It is arguable that McCain, because of his boiling moralism and bottomless reservoir of certitudes, is not suited to the presidency.”
And that is what scares the beejeebus out of me about this year’s election.
Source: Op-Ed article “McCain Loses His Head” by George Will for the Washington Post.
*will all due deference to NewMexiKen
Cha-cha-changes
2008 is ending up being an oddball year. I mean, we’re a third of the way into it and bizarre sh*t is goin’ on.
In January, The Good Man and I celebrated a year of living together, which is STILL quite a change to me (in the best possible way).
In the first part of February I up and got engaged. Hell, I was never even sure that the whole “marriage” thing was part of the plan for this crazy life of mine, and yet, here it is, all up in my grille.
At work I was up for a promotion but instead in March they hired someone else. My new boss. Who is a VAST change from my last boss, and not in a good way.
On Friday of last week, the entire department I work for up and moved buildings. We’re now in a building at the far reaches of the same town where headquarters is located. You have to drive to get there from here. We’s in the back forty, as they say where I come from.
And in this move, I had to give up my beautiful office (with a window!) and move into an 8×8 cube. As a matter of fact, I think they bought these cubes used off of a veal rancher, because I tell you, wedged in here, my rump steaks are getting mighty marbled.
The fabulous Feline got that weird spot taken off her nose…that had been with her for many years, so even my pet got caught in the winds of change.
It’s an election year = change
I filled up my car this morning and for the first time paid $4.00 for gas. Ouchie change.
And for some reason, I’ve suddenly taken up drinking wine vs the usual mixed drinks I’ve enjoyed for years. What is up with THAT?
That’s it, I’m pulling out my Ziggy Stardust gear, strapping on the platform boots, and singing….
Cha-cha-cha-changes….(Turn and face the strain)
Because you know what?
Time may change me
But I can’t trace time
