I'm supposed to be cleaning the house and getting ready for curriculum night, but I don't feel like it.
An investor is allegedly coming to see the apartment over the weekend. If I knew for sure that he and the real estate broker were really coming, I'd be more motivated to scrub every surface. Sadly, this whole concept could be a figment of the broker's imagination. I could do it all on Friday after work except that I may be driving up to Connecticut with VeryMissMary. She's got a temperature, however, which may nix that trip.
I'd clean tomorrow except that it's curriculum night at my school followed by a parent pot-luck. Typically, these events are pretty good at my school since the parents often get competitive, and the food is always good. This year should be better than last year since the parents agreed that we all need more wine. The format of the evening is: One hour in the classrooms then everyone meets in a large, lovely room for dinner. I'm fully prepared to hit the bottle - but the classroom is not where it needs to be by this stage of the game. I should be putting together a couple of hand outs this very minute.
I don't feel like doing that either. All the headlines about a GOP Victory are harshing my mellow.
I keep trying to be all Namaste about this shit and accept that if the teabaggers win, that's the direction we need to go in order to break the Republican vice grip around our collective necks. Maybe so - but I can't stop the feeling that dark days are ahead.
The news that Ginni Thomas called Anita Hill to say she'd love it if Anita apologized for stirring up that trouble with Clarence just shows how delusional and ballsy these teabaggers can be. Nina Totenberg, in this NPR article, discusses how Ginni's fundraising for Teabaggers across the nation compromises the Supreme Court because she's relying on the anonymous donations her husband authorized with the Citizens United decision.
It would be poetic justice if that voice mail to Anita Hill brought down Ginni and Clarence Thomas. Some of us still remember that gave testimony at Clarence Thomas' confirmation hearings about his sexual harassment, but I had forgotten all about Long Dong Silver until Ginni put this story on the front page again.
Even thought Dick Armey just endorsed John Boehner as Speaker, I still have to get up and go to work in the morning, sell my apartment and move home to Texas. One bright spot in the political arena these days is that there are so many stupid, hateful teabaggers making noise around the country that Texas is no longer the epicenter of right wing bull shit. There's loud mouthed stupid, hateful bull shit spread from Coast to Coast these days. It feels like Flying monkeys are running for every office in Oz. Fear crazed Munchins are determined to shove us all on the Yellow Brick Road, leading to a money filled capital city where a charlatan has been enshrined. These mental Munchins are convinced Sarah Palin is the Good Witch of the North when she's really the White Witch of Narnia, rushing everywhere in her flashy sleigh, covered in furs and spreading poison with her Turkish Delight.
If SCOTUS & Turkish Delight were stars in a political porn movie, Orgasmo could vanquish them all.
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