Monday, October 27, 2008

Make them stop? Please?

You want to know why I haven't been able to blog much lately? Don't know. I think my brain has turned to mush and I'm suffering from too many campaign commercials. They've bored little holes in my head and my brains are oozing out onto the sidewalk. By Nov. 4, I should be about as attractive and smart as the Headless Horseman. And about as broke as ever, unless Barack (or, perish the thought, the other guy) starts throwing bags of money into the crowd at his inauguration parade. That'd beat saltwater taffy any day. What was I writing about again?

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Oh, what a beautiful morning ...

Today's grayed over with driving rain. Obama and McCain will duke it out on national television tonight, but I don't want to watch. Al Franken's coming to campus tomorrow, and the Colemanites are already whining to the media about it. (I hope they know you can't have a stick on a sign around here because then it becomes a weapon.) I'm afraid to open the quarterly statement for my retirement account. I haven't even made the house payment yet this month because business sucks so much. We're determined, however, not to become a statistic, so we trudge on. Pass the tuna casserole.

All day today, I've endured the students of the voice teacher downstairs. Lots of showtunes, over and over and over. "Oh, what a beautiful morning, oh what a beautiful day. I've got a beautiful feeeee-ling! Ev'rything's goin' my way."

Yeah, right.