anticipation

Waiting for Tuesday feels a little like waiting for a really important championship game, only the players will have gone home; many of the judges don't seem to have watched the same contest I did; and the scoring system may or may not work properly. In the meantime, though, lots and lots of things to keep me busy, in addition to shaking my head at the latest Palindrone: that the press's labeling her critiques of Obama as "attacks" threatens her freedom of speech. I mean, please. Pretty please?

Those scoreboards had better fucking work.

Anyway. My first full weekend at home since early September (and end of D.S.T no less) means catching up by tending to deadlines and promised reading and also some really, really good mountain biking. Nothing gives those endorphins a kick quite like riding at high speeds deep in the woods where the fall colors have turned the sun into a gigantic, super high wattage red/orange/yellow disco ball. I would have enjoyed it even more if not for our governor's plan to close down those trails, along with so many rape crisis centers, to balance his budget. Last week his approval rating was half--half!--that of W's.

Which brings me back around, worrying toward Tuesday. Get that vote on out, people.

Comments

[Becky Howard]

Well, of course the problem with doing a post about the latest Palindrone is that there are so many of them. The Bag-o-Hammers' most recent howler is in the prank phone call, where one suddenly realizes that she doesn't know the name of the Prime Minister of the only land mass that adjoins the land mass of which she is the putative governor. I mean, please. That one comes fast on the heels of her referring to our ongoing wars against Iran & Iraq. You need a scorecard to keep up with the Bag-o-Hammers.

[mao.mimosa]

I thought the latest Palindrome was "Wasilla's all I saw"

[Z]

that's fantastic

[james]

Seriously. If John Mccain and Sarah Palin win, I'm going to slap a white person.