It’s hard to enjoy coffee when ones throat feels like crackling fall leaves. Everyone in the house is hacking up a lung. Lovely sound. Not sure what we have going on today, seeing Madcap Puppet at Hyde Park Library.
Hopefully Sonya and I will get to go out tonight, it’s been awhile since we’ve gotten out for fun without the kids.
The election is nearly here. This is the most “involved” in any election I’ve felt. By “involved”, I mean actually following the poker match that is unfolding. And it feels like a game, as no one seems to talk about anything “real”; actual presidential roles, issues or plans, but posturing and bluffing and throwing about unsubstantiated claims just to see the other party spend frivolous time debunking it — ugh, has NO ONE learned logic.
The only person I see that has some cohesive message and plan is Bush. Like it or not, he’s stayed with his message and vision. I think people hate that, although I’m not sure why — disagreeing is fine, but why such stupid dislike. I’m not vowing to flee this country and kill myself from the depression what will ensue if Kerry is elected. Idiocy.
There is much hate and frothing words but I have yet to see the U.S. collapsing under the weight of an instance dictatorial mad man leader. Whatever. It’s dross.
I must go shower … and feel somewhat alive … oh, and yesterday, the Fall Festival at Abbie’s school was, ok. It was cold. Very cold. Damp. Long long lines of waiting. We were there for 2 hours and only got on 4 “rides” – at the very end, the kids went into this maze and slide, but not even half way through (they had gone through a tunnel and up and over this stepping wall) they both freaked out and the whole rest of the time went down hill and we left with lots of noise. Always fun.