Well folks, we’re finally getting down to the brass tacks on this election. ‘Brass tacks’, you ask? It goes back to the days of true individuality when a guy would decorate his newly built gun with brass tacks. But I won’t get into the total destruction of individuality in todays society. It’s 3AM here and that would just serve to piss me off way too early in the morning.
Frankly, I’ll be happy to see the end of the political bloodletting for another couple of years. I guess I’m getting old or something. I make up my mind around, oh, January 1 of the election year – if not sooner – and then have to wait it out. If I spend too much time watching the polls, or the ralking heads, I can literally feel my blood pressure rising. Perhaps next time I’ll let someone else blog for the better man.
Nah….
Back to the brass tacks… This weekend will be wall-to-wall attack ads and maybe even the ol’ ‘October Surprise’ will rear it’s head. I’m even going to go out on a limb and make a prediction on the election outcome. Kerry takes the election in a real squeaker. ‘WHAT?!’, you just screamed. It’s true that I support Bush and want him in the White House for four more, BUT I have little-to-no faith in people, Far too many are too easily duped by slick-talking bums like Kerry. And, yes, it turns my stomach and I hope to any and all Gods that I am wrong.
It will be nice to get back to blogging on other affairs , like the silly crap that occurs in my house on a daily basis with four dogs, three children (ages four and twin 2 yr olds), two cats, a bunch of fish, and a snake with a head cold.
Now seeing it has taken me an hour to type this wee bit because I keep dozing off, I’m going back to bed.
Good night!
~M*
