Monday, April 30, 2012

All American

In the freezer case at your local Sam's

While stopped at a traffic light on our main street of crappity crap, I hear the tell-tale clanging of a flag breezily flapping on a flagpole.  Sure enough, I spot it over the trees.  Which business has this flag on their property?  McDonald's, of course.  Hmmmm, I wonder what other businesses fly the United States flag.   The only other one I see on this street is at the Waffle House.

Is eating crap food patriotic?!?  I'm thinking so.

My hubby and kid went to Sam's the other day to get our bi-monthly bulk items.  He told me they had seen something frightening and had a photo to show me.   Mmmmmmmmm.  Breakfast of (non)champions on a stick.  I guess this makes it far easier to eat while watching those morning programs.

No, there is no flag on the box (that I can see) but it is red, white and blue enough for me.  And the brown of artificially colored gray matter that comprises those sausages and pancakes.

Salute the box, fire up the microwave, and settle in for an hour or two of fine dining and Fox news.

I'm thinking this is not what they are eating in Paris.

Tuesday, April 24, 2012


Well, it's 5:30 am and I'm heading out the door to work at the polls for the primary this morning.  Oh, it's gonna be dull.  For once, I miss Rick Santorum.  Couldn't he have just hung around a little bit longer?!?  No doubt he was afraid of losing out to Romney in his "home" state of Pennsylvania.

And we're expecting snow.  And nobody of any consequence is running against Bob "I'm doing what the Bishop wants me to do" Casey.

I'm expected a handful of elderly and some hopeful students.

And I have to inform the folks that, come November, if they don't have a photo ID they aren't going to be able to vote.  Yep.  All of those students who wish to cast multiple votes -- can't do it.  Those voter-fraud-happy-hat-wearing old men better be able to cough up the proper identification.  And as the first volunteer in line to help our voters, I'm going to get an earful.

I'm looking forward to tomorrow.

Friday, April 13, 2012

Is it Spring Yet!?!

Well, I suppose the withdrawal of Santorum is like a tulip bulb ready to bloom. A fresh promise for the future.

But, frankly, everything else is still wintery to me.

Wednesday I had some errands to do. Errands usually take me to Target, because aside from Target, there's nothing else but Wal-Mart. I'm NOT going there.

There I stood in the parking lot, ice pellets peppering my face and blurring my vision. Target lay across the frozen tundra to my left. Past three abandoned strip mall stores. In the gray and icy distance stood the brooding hulk of Kohl's, right past the empty lot of dirt and rock. Further into the murky gloom stood the fucking new Cracker Barrel. The sight of this shopping hell turned my shoes to lead and my heart and soul to black stones.

So, unless Santorum changes his mind, I'm pretty much shutting up until I feel warm again. God knows when that will be.