Black Thursday
I sat in traffic for over two hours last night to travel the 12 miles it takes to get from my office to my house. I know everyone likes to think that the traffic in their town is oh-so-bad but lemme just say this: no matter how bad you think your traffic is, it’s still better than letting a few thousand underpaid government workers loose at rush hour during an ice storm. After a full hour NOT MOVING, I actually think the guy in the Lexus next to me was, uh, using his stick shift. I started fantasizing about the logistics of opening up a JavaJennifer franchise which in turn made me hungry. When I finally did get home, I shoveled some hummus down the gullet and went to bed.
Awoke this morning to an onslaught of nanny-nanny-boo-boo emails from the under 30 set because Hillary got her ass handed to her in the Potomac Primary. The prey to my cougar hunt (I tried to sen him a beer on facebook but can’t becuase he’s under 21) is a BIG Obama friend and I lit into him over the holidays about how Obama couldn’t possibly win in the general election and that his generation was going to screw it up for the rest of us. So you gotta know he was all fired up.
Since I am following this race as it unfolds minute by minute, it’s getting more difficult to predict who can win in the general election. If John McCain picks Huck-a-Geek as his running mate he saves some face with conservatives. Whether or not Hillary or Obama win the delegates for the democratic nomination the polls have Obama beating McCain, but still only by the thinnest of margins.
What we really need is some scandal. I need Huck-a-Geek to have membership card to Diamond Dolls and for Sprint to produce 2000 text messages to a 17 year old waiter at Shoney’s Big Boy. No one wants to “go negative” but we need dirt, people, dirt! Where are the blackmail photos? Where is the illegitimate love child? It’s impossible for me to believe that the 4 remaining candidates are, dare I say, virtuous? Is it possible?
Here’s what I know. For the last 7 years I’ve voted at the precinct that is within walking distance of my condo and it happened to be at the Fire Training Academy. We have a new polling place and guess what? No fireman which essentially negates my reasons for voting.
My blog was down for I’m not sure how long and I don’t know how it went back “up”. I have a wonderful web-guru that I work with so if she was responsible, I want to give her a shout out! Thank you Angela!
Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day and you know what that means? All of the nauseating commercials from Zales, Kay and Jared will come to an immediate cease and desist. To my male readers: Let me shine light on a well known fact: There is nothing. And I mean NOTHING that I could want from a mass-produced mall jewelry store. I have a soft spot for Helzbergs’ though because I went to school with them. Whatever. I just want the sappy commercials to stop and then we should be sap-free until mother’s day. I’ve yet to meet a woman, any woman who wanted a 3 stone journey diamond strand.
If you have great Valentine’s Day Plans for Thursday, by all means let me know what they are, especially if they happen to include Firemen…
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