Ad of the Month

Ok, I'm not stupid (i've been tested!), and I know this technically isn't a real advertisement, but should it not be? 

I'm not sure they'd have to change a thing and just make this a Super Bowl ad. 

And oh - two things I've never had:  PBR or a Matcha. 

I'm not a beer snob. I mean for a long time I drank Black Label, I mean, it's all I could afford. But you haven't tested your own limits of alcoholism if you never had a Mickey's Wide Mouth. 

As I said earlier in a different context, I have been tested! And I lost. Or won. Depending on how you view it. 

Space Dog

Just some random shots of would-be celebrity dogs. 

I'm not sure any more leaves remain on the tree behind Shep. 

Bailey from last week's visit to her house. 

People in the park laugh and point when he takes a dive and roll into the leaves. 

I will never not take pictures at daycare of cute dogs like the two above. 

I've missed out on this the last 12 weeks. 

I got to see my girlfriend Olive the other day.

From afar, we thought this was a pencil, as it sat outside an elementary school. 

Apparently it is some kind of faux rocket mock-up. 

Song by: Tori Amos

12 of 12

 So I'm doing my 198th 12 of 12.

Normally it is 12 pictures taken on the 12th of the month. Since I only post once per day, you get my images the following day. All pictures taken with my iPhone. Click images to enlarge, if you choose.

Created by Chad Darnell and picked up from, what I can tell, any number of random bloggers who then link back to him and vice versa. Chad is no longer doing this, nor is successor coordinating the linking of other 12 of 12'ers anymore

04:57. On the way to the gym. A chilly rainy morrning. 

05:15. Arrival. 

05:28. Some of my PT exercises at the gym. 

06:19. Microwaving oatmeal. 

07:10. If I can manage, I will screen shot something with 710 on it and send it to 710. 

10:01. Still the rain!

13:08. Heading to PT

14:46. Early parole.

I am now officially allowed to pick up Shep from daycare. 

16:19. Cleaning my gruel container, so it can be used again tomorrow. 

16:30. Starting my fourth book of the month !!

About a third of the way in; so far so good. Some passages are just so well written. 

18:45. New rice for leftover chicken, peppers and onion

20:32.  3 milano cookie for dessert 

Mississippi

Let's just start with - briefly - my disappointment with like 6 (?) democratic house members who couldn't have bothered to vote either way (!) on Pete Hegseth's impeachment.  

Disappointments all. 

And it doesn't bode well for going forward with the underperforming democrats.  Blast !   Maybe the new ones coming in will really shake things up. 

.....and speaking of......

Scott Colom was finally declared the winner of a senate seat for Mississippi. 

The final count was 49.19% to 48.71%. 

So for anyone who ever says, "I didn't vote because mine doesn't count" should really really look at a lot of these mid-term races. Many were by the skin of the teeth. 

I won't lie, the win kind of surprised me. No - scratch that. The closeness surprised me. A person of colour in Mississippi with even the whiff of a chance seemed so unlikely to me. 

So I was surprised to find out Colom is the first black senator from Ole Miss in over a 140 years. 

Ok - they had one before? Oh, and the last black senator was a woman !   In 1874!!!!!!   Less than a decade after the Civil War.  What-the-what????

Could have knocked me over with a feather with that. 

So, impeachment shit aside, let's hope this goes our way, shall we? 

Song by: the Chicks

I'm On Fire

I've mentioned here a time or two that way back when, I was in a fraternity. 

Well, that fraternity has made national news. 

No. No. Not the national fraternity, but the actual chapter to which I pledged at THE Ohio State University. 

Not being a reader of news, 710 had to bring it to my attention, not realizing or remembering that it is to where I belonged. 

I still don't have the deets, as I haven't really read a thing, but I know it made the ABC, NBC, CBS national evening news programs. So....yayyyyy. 

Whether it was hazing or just drunk (or stupid - or both) fucking around a number of people were lit or caught on fire. 

Yes. Fire. 

Oh, there's video. How could there not be? All those people standing around, All of them with phones. I will assume the ones who are on fire didn't stop to hit 'record'.  ......but I've been wrong before. I mean, it's would have been a great POV for their insta accounts. 

Fun note: my cousin and I both joined ΣΑΕ at different times and different colleges not knowing the other had done the same. Just another way we are that bonded. 

ΣΑΕ is the largest national fraternity out there. Statistically, the could (and might) be in the most trouble just due to their expanse.

I myself have not been back there for 11 years (and 32 before that). I shan't go again. Even if they continue to exist, though I think this last thing will be curtains for them. Not to say they won't go on in some unofficial form. 

Clearly, I don't condone hazing or people being set on fire, but you know, it's also not a gang rape at Cornell that no one talks about anymore either.  The two are not equal, but both should have the same outcome: get rid of them. 

I don't know that my time there brought be any leadership skills or networking ability. I was mostly drunk or high the majority of the time. I only interact with a handful of people from that place and time - these last few elections cycles have had me just block contact with a number of others. 

No doubt those I have blocked would be the biggest supporters of keeping the chapter in place. Probably even with the "boys will be boys" comment added. Which is exactly why it'd be ok for OSU to kick them off campus and for the national branch revoke their charter. 

I won't hold my breath on at least one of those. 

Song by: Bruce Springsteen

Foot Soldier

Tomorrow it is Veteran's Day. 

I know I should feel something, but that'd be a lie if I said I did. The day is not even an inconvenience for me since I don't do things like go in a bank. And our garbage collection is on Monday, so it won't even be delayed by 24 hours. 

I'm not anti-veterans, of course. My father had two purple hearts from WWII. 

That all said, I am super psyched another "gold BLOTUS statue" has appeared in DC, on the Mall. ....and right in front of the Smithsonian castle. ....not far from where we were married almost 16 years ago. 

Pvt. Bone Spurs. 

Oh, I don't think that's the official name of the piece. 

if the picture below is any indication, it is called The Foot Soldier. 

....and Toey is a nice touch, even if not a full-time part of the installation. 

.....and Toey has nine hairs, making it the most realistic thing about the installation........I mean, except for the five deferments BLOTUS got to avoid the draft. He's happy enough to send your kids to war though. Oh - and grandkids maybe for my reading audience. 

While I love that the creator of all these gold statues are anonymous, I also love how the National Park Service - a US government agency - are giving permits to put them in place. 

I'd have figured whomever was granting these would have long been fired. 

So Happy Veteran's Day...............to those who WERE veterans, that is. 

Song by:Björk 

My Music Monday

It's theme month - underrated, under appreciated tunes from the past. 

In a way, I'd like to stick to songs that were "singles" that didn't make it, but I can't say that about today's selection, "How to be Invisible" from Kate Bush. 

The track comes from Bush's eighth album, 2005's Aerial. 

The entire album was overlooked, even by me - and I bought it the first day of release. I just never went back to it much. And that was a shame. 

For what few commercial success Bush has had with individual songs, her fan base is loyal to the core. If it weren't for Stranger Things, a few million people would not know who she was, and I'm fairly certain that she'd still be in the perpetual waiting room for the Rock N Roll Hall O'Fame. 

Bush fared better in the UK than here, obvi. She had so many missed opportunities here - not by her, but by radio and video programming here in the U.S. 

Our loss. 

She did just fine without us. 

One of those overlooked was "How to be Invisible", not that it was ever released as a single in any country. 

The rhythm section alone makes the song, but the guitar and vocal is pretty fucking good. If nothing else it could have been a great club remix. Sure, I wasn't going to gay bars to dance in 2003, but you get the point. 

The beat is kind of hypnotic, in a good way. 

....and speaking of remixes, someone a few months ago unofficially put one out. There isn't a lot of difference, though it does bring Bush's vocals more to the forefront, which I thought was needed. 

the Painter

We watched another documentary, this one about Martin Mull. 

My introduction to Mull was Fernwood Tonigh (which also brought us Fred Willard.). The two would work together years later on the History of White People in America. 

I was young enough to not get it. I didn't understand the concept or the humour. It used to follow Mary Hartman Mary Harman. 

Yes, I got to know him from just being around in lots and lots and lots of things - including Clue, Mr. Mom, Arrested Development, VEEP, Roseanne, etc. 

And while I remember him now and then on that show to have a guitar, I didn't really know he was a musician. 

Other than Joan Rivers, I didn't know anyone else guest hosted the Tonight Show. Mull would do it over 30 times. Who knew??  

As a comedian and musician he would open for Springsteen, Zappa, Billy Joel and such. Again, who knew? 

In reality, he was a painter. With a B.A. and Masters from the Rhode Island School of Design. 

By his own admission, music and acting were there to fund his painting. Painting was his true passion - and who knew - he was very very good at it.  They are quite impressive.

Mull says, at the beginning of Who is Martin Mull, what I think a lot were thinking:  "I haven't done anything to merit a documentary". 

When you break it down, he's not wrong. But how it's put together is interesting and entertaining. And it was produced and directed (well co-directed) by Bob Saget. 

Saget co-directed because he died while making it. As did Willard. As did Norman Lear and shortly after, Mull himself. ....oh, and Roseanne Barr's career. 

Mull was more than worthy of a documentary. It is very well filmed and edited. Though to be honest, all the laughs came from Willard. But we did LOL 

Song by: Neil Young

Fall

Fall has fallen. 

September, October and the first five days of November has been nothing short of glorious. Weather wise that is. 

So many days of zero clouds, low humidity and warm temps. 

But things must come to an end and I believe that was yesterday as rain came and stayed. And temps went and stayed in the 40s. Allegedly into the 30s today. But really hovering in the mid-40s to low 50s rest of the week. 

Winds brought down a ton of leaves, though 20% still remain on the trees. I should be happy for that, but I know I'm battling time and our city's leave collection schedule  Now I just want them to drop. 

Fall brings some Shep outdoor pics, where he is heavily an "autumn". And rightfully so. 

Here he waits for trick or treaters. Growls were made. 

I got a frowning of a lifetime. 

Yesterday, I picked Shep up for the first time since mid-August. Technically, I'm not allowed to do that. 710 was not pleased. But we had dinner plans and he's never home from work timely, so I took one thing of his 'to do' list.  .....and then I took Shep for a walk. Again, bad me. 

We went to my sister's house, where I was "attacked" by Bailey. 

Paying the Cheese Tax. 

Boop!

KEY-ute!  Then I remembered this guy was the one from earlier this year that bit me. Accidently. 

It did not happen again. 

Looking proud. 

My nephew was home, but whomever is checking in on the cats finds them hiding. 

Apparently, they're not one for newcomers.  Henry is under the bed. Virginia on top of cabinets. 

The last look at the leaves. 

Song by: Lisa Hannigan

Cooking with Blobby

Of all the pasta dishes I have made, I have always kind of shied away from my husband's favourite: Cacio e Pepe.

If we ever go out to eat for Italian, it is his usual selection. I can see why. It's clean. Simple. And extremely flavourful. 

And there are a LOT of recipes out there for this dish. Some using only Pecorino, some with different blends of that and Parm. One had twice as much ground pepper than the one I ended up using. I love pepper, but the 1T I used was more than enough. I can't imagine it with double that. 

Some recipes used butter, some not. Either way none of them had a lot of ingredients. Shredding that much cheese took the longest, though you can probably do it while you bring your water to a boil. It's a very quick meal to make. 

For the record, I used bucatini as the pasta choice. 

Ingredients 

Yield: 4 servings 

Salt 

1 ½ cups finely grated Pecorino Romano, plus more for dusting completed dish 

1 cup finely grated Parmigiano-Reggiano 

1 tablespoon ground black pepper, plus more for finishing the dish 

¾ pound tonnarelli or other long pasta like linguine or spaghetti 

Good olive oil 

Preparation 

Step 1 Put a pot of salted water on to boil.

In a large bowl, combine the cheeses and black pepper; mash with just enough cold water to make a thick paste. Spread the paste evenly in the bowl. Image of cheese mixture in a bowl with a spoon for making Cacio e Pepe. 

Step 2 Once the water is boiling, add the pasta. The second before it is perfectly cooked (taste it frequently once it begins to soften), reserve a cup or so of the cooking water, then use tongs to quickly transfer the pasta to the bowl. Stir vigorously to coat the pasta, adding a teaspoon or two of olive oil and a bit of the pasta cooking water to thin the sauce if necessary. The sauce should cling to the pasta and be creamy but not watery. Image of tongs mixing sauced pasta for making Cacio e Pepe. 

Step 3 Plate and dust each dish with additional pecorino and pepper. Serve immediately.

It was good, but I can't say it was great. 

I try not to read the comments of people who made it because they rarely come. close to the original recipe to start. Afterwards here, I did. I mean, even one person said Kraft Parm was fine. 

But no matter how vigorously we tossed, the cheese (I'm guessing the pecorino) clumped here and there. Which isn't a deal breaker. But there is so much pepper in there, the clumps were grey. Those clumps looked like something you pulled out of a shower drain. It was unappetizing from visuals only. 

Some comments said it should not be done in a bowl but in a skillet over heat to melt them thar clumps. 

I will certainly try this again, but I'm finding another way to go. 

Love is the Seventh Wave

As you saw yesterday, I couldn't (read: wouldn't) digest or watch election results on Tuesday evening and even went to bed super early. I woke up super early too, but refused to reach for my phone as I lay in bed. 

710 did stay up, so when he awoke, he gave some good news. Sounded like blue waves all around.  

I also saw some texts from Morty when I did open my phone to do the NYT games. They were few from the night before, but had specifics. 

Uncharacteristically I bound out of bed, threw on clothes and made the bed, once he said Susan Collins had lost.  Or at least I felt I bounded.

Collins losing was so sweet. El-Sayed winning was possibly sweeter. Talarico? Sublime. Ossoff by 18% !!!  Gina Hinojosa crippled that crippled fucker Abbott in Texas. I guess the GOP was right: the Hispanic population ARE coming for their jobs. Chris Pappas, the first openly gay man elected to the U.S. Senate.  Yes, Lindsay, you weren't the trailblazer, nor were your ladybugs. 

Oh, and Lindsay Graham's sister lost - so there's that. She lost a seat that for the last SIXTY years has been held by Graham and Strom Thurmond !!!  And 710 said it is too close to call some races in MISSISSIPPI. 

WTF. Even a close race...........in MISSISSIPPI??????   

He won't take the blame for this, but this is BLOTUS' doing. i mean, and for the candidates who hitched their wagon to him. But finally (??????) someone's had enough of this bullshit. 

And BLOTUS Jr. was right - Ohio became a state!!!!  And a fucking blue one. The wins? Sweet. 

Governor -  Acton won 52% to 44%.  U.S. Senate - Brown won 50% to 45%. The state also has a democratic Treasurer and Secretary of State.  ALL 10 House Districts that were up for election.  

Many of races the GOP won in Ohio were by less than 1% of the vote. I think Attorney General was the widest at 3%.  And wife beater Max Miller lost.  Ohhhhhhh.........so sad. 

All this said:  the Democrats have to do something with this. 

Taking the Senate and House are not enough. It wasn't in BLOTUS' first term. But Pelosi is out and let's fucking hope Chuck Schumer isn't Majority Leader.  What a waste of human flesh he has become. He is the Susan Collins of the Democrats. 

They can't rest on 'the win'. When in office they have to move and move swiftly. They've been given an edict with this election and they had better not fuck it up. 

Song by: Sting

Cities in Dust

710 and I watched the Netflix documentary on SCTV. 

Oh btw - I'm writing this because I'm not watching election results and hope to be in bed before there is an outcome. Just can't stand to watch. And wait. 

SCTV: the Greatest Show You've Never Heard Of showed up a week or so ago. 

Netflix also has SCTV shows on their menu. FYI. 

I have a long history with SCTV. I watched from the start and it had a troubled history. 

Not so much with the players, but with funding - and jumping around stations, times of airing, days of airing and sometimes years between seasons. 

However, I was bound and determined to watch the show, which I found far superior to SNL. I can't even describe what that show meant to me as a teenager and young adult - and true to the title of the doc, at the time, I knew no one who watched it or even knew about it. 

Naturally, as I found "my peoples" of course they knew of the show and of the skits and of the quotes. 

To this day, I do a Dr. Tongue 3-D House of Beef (or Pancakes, or Cats, or Stewardesses. To this day, I can almost recite the Hi-Q skit. Catherine O'Hara was hilarious in it - and it turns out she not only wrote it, but her character name, Margaret Meehan, was her mother's name. 

Don't even start me on Lola Heatherton, Lorna Minelli, Sammy Maudlin or Bobby Bittman. So many others - Count Floyd, Edith Prickly.......the list goes on. 

While I said the show meant a lot to me as a teen, it actually still does. Obviously. 

Luckily, the show was made prior to Catherine O'Hara dying. But we were missing John Candy and Joe Flaherty, though both make appearances with archived interviews. 

The documentary relies a lot on Martin Short, which is fine. I think most people don't know he didn't come into the fourth (and final?) year.  Even I had to be reminded that Rick Moranis didn't show up until season three. 

While they showed some good clips, I felt they missed some better ones. I don't think they got enough cast reaction to some things. And the cutaways to other comedians discussing the importance fell flat. 

They had four: Bob Odenkirk (brilliant) and then Bill Hader and Fred Armisen (from SNL) and Katherine Hahn.  

I have trouble with the last three, but especially Hader and Hahn talking about watching it while in high school. SCTV would have been off their air when they were in grade school. Armisen says he watched it in high school and that might be a stretch. He is 4 years younger than I, so he might have been on the cusp. 

It's hard to believe there weren't more relevant skit actors from the actual time of SCTV. But that's my gripe. 

It was fun hearing some of the background stories of how they got going and how the show runner did just about anything to keep it all going. And it was great to see the cast together, though Moranis wasn't physically with the others unfortunately. 

Still, it was worth a watch, though while they mentioned costume designer Juul Haalmeyer, they never ever ever mentioned the Juul Hallmeyer Dancers, which has its own mini-documentary, which I'm putting below. 

This literally could have been 9 minutes of the Netflix documentary. 

Song by: Siouxsie & the Banshees

Bait and Switch

Well today is the day. 

Elections. 

Say whatever you want about the GOP, but they're savvy. 

Evil - yes. Corrupt - hell yes. Rapists - sure, but the dems have those too. Smart - yes, though I loathe to admit it. 

But the image you see is precisely why they are savvy and why / how they win so often. 

The GOP bets on you not reading the fine print. The GOP knows the voting public have the memories of a goldfish and the attention span of a gnat. 

Items they voted for or promised are in place for them to get your vote - and on the surface they've done some of these things. 

It's just that there is a big fat asterisk attached to them. 

They don't want to seem evil for the mid-terms, so they've thwarted some of the blow to make them look like the "good guys". 

Again, it's about the fine print. 

Remember that when you vote today. 

Song by: the Shins

My Music Monday

I am thinking of using November for underrated, under appreciated tunes, or songs that just slipped by unnoticed. 

I mean, it's one person's opinion (and blog), of course, but I could fill up an entire year (I think) of that category. It could be argued I already have. 

Technically, the Eurythmics have never broken up. 

Sure they don't record or tour, but they've never officially split, nor are they on bad terms. 

Back in 1999 the band ended a 10 year separation to record and release Peace. I think they've come back together one other time to record two additional tracks for a greatest hits compilation. But according to the Dave Stewart and Annie Lennox, they leave the door open for future collaborations. It's one of the few things in life about which I am optimistic. 

"I Saved the World Today" was the first thing written, recorded and released from that disk. It never charted in the U.S., but it did in about 20 other countries. 

If you go by the YouTube comments, apparently the songs was used in a Sopranos episode. That seems to be most people's reference. Just not mine. 

The song is string heavy - in a good way. And balanced with electronic keyboards and some brass. Lennox's vocals are spot on. She is just a great singer. She makes most every song better.

The song and album deserved a better showing than it got. 

Oh - and go vote and Save the World TOMORROW. 

Stayin' Alive

Physical Therapy has been challenging. 

Not so much the exercises, but the conflicting 4-1-1. 

My main PT guy (Basil) didn't like what my home PT guy had me do for the first three weeks. "I wouldn't have had you do that.....".  I dunno, maybe keep the conflict between yourselves, as whatever happened has already happened. I don't know I was any worse the wear due to PT #1 (Bill). 

And I wrote a while back about using the cane / not using the cane info they ping-ponged back and forth on. 

The main PT guy also gave counter-advice about what the secondary PT (Tim) guy had given me regarding how well I am at bending to 120-125 degrees. Basil goes this last Friday:  it tells me you are looser than you should be and it needs to be tighter. 

It's like having cold water thrown on you. 

I had been boasting about my progress only for that to be dashed by Basil. He wasn't mean about it, but clearly has a different perspective. Perhaps a lot more conservative than Bill or Tim. 

I also questioned Tim's thoughts on my ability to bend at a certain stage and how I thought he got the timing wrong. I kept saying 12 weeks will be in a week. Basil, like Tim, thought differently - though it would seem Basil's explanation would be "better" than Tim's bad math. 

While the doctor told me 12 weeks, 12 weeks, 12 weeks - he wrote three months. I get most people think three months is 12 weeks, but it's not. Three months is longer. Let's not quibble about February, shall we? 

Instead of a week to come off my restrictions, I now have another 17 days (from today).  UGHHHH. 

Blobby would be lying if he said he wasn't a tad dejected. Perhaps more than a tad. 

My normal 45 minute appointment lasted about 85. Let me tell you, having one of the last appointments of the day makes for a rank smelling PT room. P............U.   ...and this is coming from a man with limited smelling ability. 

Anyway, after our assessment and exercises, Basil wanted to see me walk. With and without a cane. 

I have been trying not to lean on my bad leg, but it's been a challenge. So for about 15 minutes, we tried to get me to walk "correctly". 

Normally, one doesn't have to constantly think about how to walk. At this moment, I must. 

After several failed attempts, I was told - and I'm paraphrasing - to take longer strides, activate my glutes, move the trunk (torso, not ass) and to move my arms a certain way. 

"Think John Travolta at the beginning of Saturday Night Fever. You have to strut". There may have also been a descriptor of an aggressive mall walker. 

Yesterday, with the running group, I walked by myself. It's not that weren't other walkers, but my pace was faster. I was Tony Monero walking to the paint store or the disco. 

710 later said I still was slightly favouring my bad side BUT pointed out since my 1993 surgery, I've always had a slight limp. 

Maybe Basil can fix fix me, or maybe he just need to know that maybe I am fixed and anymore, the limp is my normal gait. 

Many have been pressuring me to ask about when I can start running. I'm not in that mindset. 1. If I ask, I'm bound to get an answer I don't want / won't like.  2. At this point, I'm not sure what contradictory advice I might receive. 

Bother. 

Song by: the Bee Gees

Lola

It is a sparse week. That's ok. It happens. 

I'm just ridin' along and not fighting certain things like having "enough" pet pics. ....whatever that mgical number may be. 

Shep bored with our new hiking place. 

Actually, he loved it. We kind of liked it a lot too - though it's not convenient. 

Pitbulls get a bad rap, but I'm not sure I've ever met a questionable one. They've all been nice.

Lola was one of the sweetest dogs I have ever met. Solid as all get out. But just wanted attention, hugs, more attention, kisses and a little more attention. 

I was happy to give it. 

Another 710 pick-up shot. 

Song by: the Kinks

Make it So

Well, as celebrity deaths go, I'm a bit bummed after hearing about Patrick Stewart. 

Like other celebrity deaths, this doesn't truly impact my life one way or the other - I just liked and respected Stewart over the years. 

I was never a huge Star Trek fan per se. I LOVED the Next Generation, but could never get behind the original series or Deep Space Nine. 

And I tried. Really. 

I'll be honest, I didn't even attempt to watch the 311 other Trek series they ended up having - and continue to have. It's like all the hundreds of Star Wars factions - who has the time or the energy to A. watch them all. B. Keep the storylines straight. My geekdom is very very finite. 

Stewart really cemented TNG. He drew me in before they got to Far Point Station and to when he saw the origins of life develop next to Q. And everything in between. 

I saw pieces parts of X-Men stuff, so I know he probably did ok with the big franchise money. I hope he did. He might have been the best thing about Jeffrey. To be quite frank, when he married a woman, I was like, "whaaaaaat?".  It never occurred to me he was straight. 

Stewart probably made bank from all the voices he did on Family Guy alone. Sure, many of them were him playing Patrick Stewart playing Jean-Luc Picard, but he had many others on that series. Mostly one-offs, but I always relished that he didn't take himself seriously enough not to do that kind of stupid shit. 

And he could record it at home in his bathrobe probably and still cash the check. 

I often wonder how he read the scripts where he thought: WTF??  But he pulled them all off flawlessly. 

I love he was good or best friends with Sir Ian McKellen. That close association might have clouded my thoughts of his heterosexuality. 

But 86. That kind of floored me. For the longest time he just didn't age. He always seemed to perennially be in his early 60s or late 50s guy. Or maybe that's just the way I've chosen to think of him. 

That's the second Star Trek death this week. I would have lost a bet if someone wagered me as to if Chekov were still alive.  I dare say the difference is that Patrick Stewart will be missed. 

Song by: the Beverly Crushers

the Tide

I don't have anything of note. 

A lot of election shit in other countries going down, but I can't tell you what it means. That would require me to read a newspaper or something - and for content. 

Brazil. Serbia. Israel.  Am I missing anyone else?  It's possible. 

They're all seemingly taking pages out of the BLOTUS handbook and crying election fraud. Mind you, the guy from Brazil fled the country, so it's not like he stayed to fight the perceived injustice. 

I know nothing about him or the sitch, so not sure why he had to leave the country. Naturally, he got refuge here, even though aren't we turning away south of the border refugees? 

And I get elections other places are different than the U.S.. but I knew nothing of Israel calling for one. I do like they can call for one and not have to wait years for it to happen. The UK is similar with the PM. Maybe the majority of countries are that way. 

I hope they're all positive moves and if so, carries on here on November 3rd. 

My head is in the sand. I'm hopeful, but honestly, I'm more afraid than anything I think if Dems don't take some strides this cycle, the country is over. 

....and this is why I moved my shrink appointment to after the election. 

Song by: Lucy Kaplansky