Random Musings About:

What day is this?

While making my dump run I remarked to myself: Self, why are there so many cars on the road? Usually I answer myself right away; when I arrived at the grocery many miles later it hit me. Today is the last sane day of the holiday season. Many of the crazies are getting a head start.

There was one cop for every ten drivers on the roads. All the ones I saw had some one pulled over. (Go get 'em, guys.)

The store was plugged with last-minute shoppers (like me.) The interstate was full of travelers, but just not as many as last year.


I actually do like the holiday season, i.e. Thanksgiving and Christmas. What I don't like is the rest of the people enjoying it with me. By rest of the people, I mean the whole freaking world. Family is ok. Family is great. But the rest of the world best stay out of my way.

I get cranky when: Stores are sold out of the one item I want, nay need.

Other drivers aren't giving me the attention I'm giving them.

I have to go to the mall. (Interesting that I use the same phrasing when I have to go to the toilet.)

When every store clerk says, Have a good holiday. Although, around here you hear Merry Christmas much more than any PC response.

'Nuff crankiness: Y'all have a great Thanksgiving.

BRB Is Write(and has much to be thankful for)

Take this sweatshirt, please

This is really for Tam

If I could write snark like that, well I cannot.

The story behind the shirt is that most of the BRB family worked for this radio station in Canada. At the time it was the only commercial classical radio station in the Dominion. (Privately owned) We had this board operator/cartoonist and the goofy shirt was the result of a promotional campaign.

So. you really can have music to soothe the savage beast.

BRB is Write(and knows how to use a cart machine)

Veterans' Day

I don't have much to add this year from what I wrote last year. Just go hug a vet.

Also for any vet that might stumble across this post, check the link on the right to the Veteran's page. This is updated twice a month and is mainly for retirees and the disabled and their families. But for an impartial look at what's happening with the VA and legislation, it cannot be beat.

BRB is Write(and is still a vet)

Find PDB Here

Tried to fix my blog roll and lost him.

BRB is no computer genius

Election Leftovers (or Rightovers for some, or orts for the not-too-picky)

These are some random thoughts I had as I watched my giddy coworkers on Wed.

It took a lot of white folks to ensure Obama's victory. I know that he will not forget it, but I wonder about some of his supporters.

In our local fish-wrap today, syndicated columnist Ellen Goodman (average white woman) writes:

"Race was not 'the issue' in this election. I know that. The issue was the economy. The issue was the war...."

Perhaps race was not the issue in her circle, but it sure was among 98% of the black voters. If 98% of one race votes for a person of the same race, the issue is race.

I should qualify that. In all of the previous elections for president we had our choice of old white guy, younger white guy, military veteran white guy, draft-dodger white guy, smart white guy, not-so-smart white guy. I can understand having a candidate that you strongly identify with. In past presidential elections I have felt strongly disenfranchised. But don't tell me the issue isn't race. I'm not that dumb.

From reading the paper these past few days, not all of the media have sobered up. But when they do, they will face the problem of criticizing a man of race, and having the race card thrown at them. The honeymoon will last longer, but when problems arise, they will face the Imus dilemma.

BRB is Write(and really shouldn't write about politics)

Camo Cat

This is Nell's favorite spot on a warm Autumn day. She will shift from time-to-time to follow the sun.

BRB is Write (and has boss cat)

Dear Diary,...er Blog,

Today I went out and exercised my franchise. For those who know me, in years past, I would have been right at home with my coworkers. Today I had a few pangs of being a political turncoat.

Something about the whole liberal campaign clunks instead of ringing true. I think that we've been sold the color of his skin, and not the content of his character. Makes me sad, really. I could have voted on the liberal side if I felt that character really mattered. Oh well, just call me a bigot.

I don't trust politicians anyway, so I guess I can take some comfort in whatever side wins. They are all not to be relied upon.

Locally, I voted against every incumbent I could identify. Felt pretty good about that.

But the most satisfying thing of all was getting out and voting.

One other thing: I cannot get my link to PDB to work when clicking on the link to the left. So try it here.

BRB is Write(and worked his franchise till it cried for mercy, mercy, mercy)

Can Your Cat Do This!

And, no, she's not pregnant! Nell is just getting her winter fat on.

In the fall, she likes to disappear in the leaves with her belly to the sun.

If I can find her, I'll post another picture.

BRB is Write(and is trying to add pictures to a rather blah blog)