No retreat. No surrender. Just Pete’s Wicked Wanderlust Cream Ale, a shot of agave tequila and Triscuits. It is 6:06pm and I am having the breakfast of champions! Yum.
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Archives: February 2008
Schnoodling
The great thing about pets is that I’ve already spent my rebate check (or, if you want to be honest and use the Republican phrase for this sort of thing, my tax and spend check). Yay, me! What a brilliant idea. Bush has managed to destroy a once-thriving economy with a combination of pointless wars against non-aggressors and a series of tax cuts precisely for those who don’t need it. Now he is trying to revive things by giving us all token amounts of money, money borrowed from other countries, which means that ultimately it will cost us a lot more than it helps. Yay, acting-President Bush!
Anyway, the wife went out to look at a rescue horse yesterday and came home with a schnoodle puppy. What is a schnoodle? A schnauzer/poodle mix, of course. Sure, he’s cute, but he’s also just a puppy, which means more peeing, pooping and chewing in my house. Yay, house! I don’t know that five acres is big enough for all of our pets. And yes, I’ll put up a picture of the schnoodle and his green eyes eventually.
Right now I’ve got to pack, though. And confirm that my primary vote does not count, as it appears Idaho determines who gets all of the Democratic party delegates in its caucus, rendering my vote irrelevant. Yay, voting!
Missing My Caucus
The Democratic Caucus here in Idaho is being held tomorrow night, and I can’t go. Crap. The thought of another four years of pro pre-emptive war leadership does not make me happy. Hopefully there are a few other Democrats in my state, a few of which will consider the possibility that funding education, infrastructure and the American people is more important than funding deaths in Iraq and the defense industry. So, my caucus hopes are flaccid for now.
Looking on the bright side, I do get to spend a few days away from the snow and in sunny foggy San Francisco. Yay. I wonder if I have any rainwear anywhere . . .
So would this be considered a success story for our President’s glorious war for oil?- our county solid waste centers have quit accepting glass, as it is now too expensive to ship it out to be recycled. Hooray to the President for a wise war that paid for itself as he promised and has left us swimming in cheap oil! Why yes, I am in a pissy Monday morning mood today, thank you very much.
Since I am so concerned about the environment and oil and all that crap, I should probably quit driving my gas-guzzling B.A.T.*. Unfortunately, it’s the only vehicle that can clear the driveway at this point. So until I start shoveling snow and breaking ice, I am stuck destroying the world with my truck.
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