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Swan song in the sunshine state
Even with the move of our primary date (to today), I wouldn’t have guessed it would still be relevant. I know Florida is a big state with a lot of delegates. I know it’s been pivotal in recent elections. Still, I thought most nominations were sown up by the time South Carolina had its say. I hear some of my fellow Floridians with “listed” phone numbers are inundated by push polls, and our airwaves are littered with political ads, as the candidates wage a pitched battle to remain relevant.
And to think I’ve wasted this opportunity by ditching my land-line and avoiding television during these dark days of the writer’s strike.
Somebody quick! Please manipulate me!
I showed up at the polls this afternoon and had the place to myself. You would have never guessed both nominations were up for grabs; or for that matter, that there was an important state constitution amendment on the ballot. Oh yeah, there was also a local tax related item on the ballot related to school funding.
You know, little stuff… the kinds of things that will have a direct and immediate effect on our lives.
My wife went in a little later and had the place to herself too.
“Has it been like this all day?” She asked one of the poll workers.
“Yeah, and there have been almost no Democrats.”
DOAH! On behalf of my fellow Florida liberals, I feel ashamed.
On the upside, it looks like we may finally bid adieu to Rudy. He’s been like a guy you invite over to watch the game on Sunday and he ends up living above your garage for the next six months. It seems like he’s been here long enough to satisfy the residency requirements to run for governor.
(Shiver) Jeez, I think I may have peed my pants. That’s a scary thought.
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What would you do to stay awake?
The nasty bugs of winter have finally caught up. We get colds too, even in sub-tropical Florida, and I should know. It’s been impossible to avoid this year. Everyone around me is falling victim to this latest epidemic of sniffling misery. In a way I’m glad I was able to avoid it for this long. It suggests my immune system is making a comeback. However, my experience tells me winter colds are inevitable, and that means all my suffering is ahead of me. If I could have caught this one on the front end I’d be clearing my throat of the last remnants of phlegm right now. My body would be strictly in distribution mode, instead of working overtime on production. As it is, I’m just now getting to that point when us non-smokers find out what our voice would sound like if we did smoke. My voice is a touch deeper from the congestion, with just a pinch of rasp from the abuse my vocal cords get from all the nighttime coughing.
Speaking of production, I’m struggling to get something done for work, and energy is at a premium. That’s why I’m not rinsing my coffee mug this morning. The oatmeal is going right into this morning’s coffee remains. Aren’t you glad I’m sharing THAT with you? The caffeine content of fortified oatmeal is probably negligible at best, but I’m hoping score a little placebo action.
You feeling me?
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Everyone’s a critic
You remember Pavlov, right? Well I get an immediate response whenever one of my children hears the shutter release on my camera.
Adam had fallen asleep on the train at Busch Gardens this afternoon, and Beth yelled out, “take a picture dad, take a picture!”
So I did.
“Let me see! Let me see!”
So I let her see.
“Oh, you can do better dad.”
Jeez, I can’t catch a break these days.