My little 9MM

Condolences to Joni Ernst who has brought the level of political discourse in the State of Iowa to a new low. But there's still time for her to 'drop it down a notch'.

I am pretty disappointed with several female Senate Candidates in this cycle. Ernst is clearly one of them. A former hog farmer and military geek doesn't need to point guns at laws and threaten to blow away those laws. Or gut the bloated federal government, who's subsidies she gladly accepted when she was a hog farmer. Because, "by God" she's slaughtered pigs and the government better watch cause Joni is bringing a meat cleaver to Washington. As soon as she cashes Karl Rove and David Koch's checks. 

Sorry ladies, I passionately avoid trying to say sexist things about women candidates since I think it's low-life, but this woman is an embarrassment and has some sort of Napoleon Syndrome going. I don't care for women who want to trade their parts in for those of a man because of political expediency


I have delighted in the election of many capable women who now serve in the Congress. What I don't like is when they bow to political pressure and try to run a safe campaign or just say little to nothing, certain in the knowledge that the very next day, their opponent will will say something stupid and save them the work of actually staking out policy initiatives instead of reverting to beltway talking points. 

Others on my shit list- (even though I would hold my nose and vote for them because their opponents are so much worse): and what has put them on the list ranges from expediency to gutlessness to vanilla tapioca. Unless they happen to be rethuglicans, simply because of that and what their party's platforms and commentaries and allies stand for. Democrats are a far distance below the ignorance of the GOP but still, not to be trusted. I'm not a low info Fox News voter who has special hearing for lies and dog whistles.

Or simply because they ran shitty campaigns.

Alison Lundergan Grimes Stand up to Coal and support your President
Jeanne Shaheen Who'd YOU vote for?
Terri Lynn Land You're a rethuglican and you're a tea party darling and you are out of your league
Kay Hagan  Thom Tillis is such a disaster, your race shouldn't even be very close. But you've tried to be all things to win and I really don't care for that. But you've been agressive in pointing out what a douche Tillis is so I give you a pass. And when I move to NC within 3 to 4 years, I hope you'll be  one of my Senators.


That'll do it for today. I have a busy several days coming up and might not post during that period of time. 
 

 

 
 

Slight correction

If you please and in the interest of accuracy, my dogs don't actually eat shit. Dented wiffleballs, 7 or 800 sticks, leaves, old baseballs and practically anything seen as edible, yes. But not actual shit.

We thank you.  But excuse me, gotta run. It sounds like somebody's going to barf.

Remembering not to forget.

I turn 65 this Sunday. Age is not completely a number. I am sore more than I'm not. I got a French Press so that I don't go to out for coffee everyday. Multiply about $3.00 by 365. That number is certainly significant. Most people awake to an alarm clock going off. Not me. I love that sound where my dogs (take your pick which one or the day they do it) are just starting blow lunch on the carpeting in the sleeping area. You know the sound. One of them gives a little shriek at the end. Bonus! There are so many former "wet spots" on the carpeting that a commercial rug cleaner won't even make a dent toward cleaning those. It almost looks like my living area is neglected. My dogs are the only ones who eat grass and shit out in the yard so that they can get sick and hurl.

For the 4th time this month, despite trying to be really careful about where I put my wallet and keys, I couldn't find everything. I like to be orderly since I know I'm losing brain cells by the millions each day. It's a victory to remember all my passwords, most of which are not written down. It's a test. I'd give myself a C+. Is that good enough? I don't think so. It shouldn't be acceptable to dimply remember not to forget. Most people don't talk about their reaction to the latest Depends Underwareness advertising campaign. So far, so good, although I wouldn't even want to try to thank my late mother for passing down some of her IBS syndrome to all her children. Especially me.

I have two recurring themes in life as to how I'd supplement my income. Oh yeah, the commercials about outliving your money are pretty reassuring as well. But I wanted to write two books. The first was the year long road trip I'd take to interview millions of people about how their refrigerators got decorated with all the shit they have eventually have taped or attached to it-- pictures included. But I thought it would be too close to Kramer's coffee table book project. The second, and I am reaching millions here, is to document all the times I almost didn't  find a bathroom in my daily travels- complete with all the places I've lived (how many cities and states). 

I think that's enough for today. People get embarrassed by things and they just don't want to talk about. I know this because I barely get an eye batted when I casually announce that I am going to leave a dump, not take one. This happens to everyone at one time or another.

I don't know who reads my stuff. But whatever I'm talking about, it makes me feel better that you forget stuff too, lose your wallet or keys more than you'd like and have similar stories about things you wanted to accomplish but didn't and of course the times you pissed your pants ( or worse) and never told anyone. 

Just do what I do. Try to remember not to forget. When we're gone, we're gone and those stories won't be the ones we're remembered for. 

It's just a number right? 65? I'm not going anywhere. I hope to be alternately making you laugh and cringe everyday for a long time to come.