Captain’s Log 4,482
Okay, I am creeped out. I will admit it. It happens every time someone reads 136 entries here and spends 245 minutes on the site. And says nothing. Just lurking around. That makes me feel creepy. Case in point, if you EVER cruise around someone’s journal more than a few pages, leave a little comment. Please let the writer know you are not a serial stalker killer (even though you could be lying and I would never actually know the truth). Just saying. So whoever you are in Murfreesboro, Tennessee who found my journal whilst Googling deep-fried brains, it would have been nice to know you.
Roomie and her child unit (is someone 23 years old still considered a child unit?) are back from their Vermont/Canada vacation. Can you imagine going to the Northeast at this time of the year? Bucket list! Roomie grew up there but child unit had never seen autumn. She was blown away by the colors, the smells, the snap of frost in the air. They had a grand time. They brought back some Green Mountain coffee for me, t-shirts, and a sweatshirt from Montreal! They were very appreciative that I took care of their pups. Pups are getting older and require more care now, but I was glad to be of service. The pups were of tremendous service to me this past week. They “helped” me landscape, “helped” me fold laundry, “guarded” the house, chased the birds, and took up every inch of sleeping space on my bed every night. There was just enough room for me in a tight fetal position. Good thing I like to sleep in a tight fetal position.
One more day at the Confederacy and then I have a weekend! YAY! I plan to paint the window frames on the front of the house. Far less taxing than planting trees (last weekend project). The trees are doing well. Still standing. Still green.
I watched the debate last night. Go Joe! Enough of being nice to asshats! He was aggressive and tough on Mr. Nickel Farter. I could not be more pleased. Some people say Joe was too mean and rude. I thought he put the little jerk in his place – the little jerk who really didn’t answer the questions. The moderator was AMAZING too! She hammered them to stay on task. And her questions were thought-provoking. It’s nice to see what these guys are really made of. Have you ever noticed the down-turned look on Ryan’s face most of the time?
He does this a lot.
And Joe Biden does this a lot.
I loved the question about abortion even though conservatives thought it wasn’t fair. Yes, it IS fair. The moderator wanted to know how their religious beliefs were going to impact their decisions. When conservatives made noise that we have a separation between church and state, I wanted to CHEER! Yes! That was exactly the point of the question! Would the candidates be able to separate themselves from their church to run the country? DUH!
I think Joe knocked it out of the park. Yes, he may have been rough around the edges, but it’s time for the gloves to come off. It’s time to over-talk these asshats and prove how heartless they really are. Indeed. Go Joe!
I cannot wait for my Obama buttons to arrive in the mail. I fully intend to wear one on my purse that I carry everywhere. I would never wear one on my clothing at work because that would be inappropriate. We don’t allow any political stuff like that in the museum. But cars and purses are a different story. And I intend to tell it.