This election thing brings me down.
All this negative crap puts me in a bad mood.

So, I decided to ignore it, to pay no attention to it.
I mean I've made up my mind who I need to vote for.
I hate voting for the guy I'm going to vote for, but he scares me less than the other guy.

And I try to ignore it.
I can't listen to talk shows now, and I love talk shows.
I need a laugh, but...
I can't watch the monologues on Leno or Conan, or Letterman.
I can't escape on SNL.
No escape! If you watch TV, you get pounded by it.

I'm deliberately not watching the news.

I went to a dinner party with friends where that's all they talked about. They were all yelling. Good friends, screaming at each other.

I go to Lowell Rocks, and that's all I see - more people I know bickering about these two shitty candidates.

I wish election day was tomorrow.

No matter who gets elected though, people are gonna keep on fighting about it.

We're THAT divided now.
I have no answers.
There's nothing I can do.

I figure it's best to just use all that extra time doing some kind of music related activity, or reading a lot, or getting drunk.

Why not?
You can't watch TV, Listen To the radio, hang out with friends or go online to escape it.

Books, Booze and Guitars.

Maybe that'll just have to do, for a while.
Any other suggestion are welcome.

Politics SUCKS!

YES! YES! A THOUSAND TIMES YES!

IMO. we should take some pages out of other country's election processes and cut the whole damned thing down to like 6 months or less. A lot less, if possible.

Honestly, it doesn't bug me as much as American Idol discussions. But yeah, I turned off the TV Today. Funny you should post this Today, because this was the day I couldn't take any more. I turned off the TV, picked up my Uke, and fed the baby outside, away from the media. It's been building, since the other day, I went to the Library, and got some books to take me away from it all.

I had a great weekend though, The North East Tiki Tour! Almost NO politics were even brought up, except one question from an Obama operative and his wife, where they were trying to appeal to my Libertarian side, hoping I was voting for Bob Barre, and wondering my opinion on Palin, to which I said, "I like her, because she wears sexy hot little glasses, like yours!" which definitely ended all political questions! :-) Then we all got very drunk on every type of Rum you could imagine.

I'm gonna try to ignore ALL media.


I read 2 books this week, and I'm starting a 3rd.
I'm gonna listen to some old canned music, and some new canned jazz while I restring all my guitars.
Tonight I'll watch Shine A Light On DVD and read some more.

I'm staying away from that negative crap tonight.
Katie Couric gave me nightmares last night, and I really needed to sleep too.
I kept seeing that FACE! The WEIRD EYES!
She started growing fangs and claws, and then I couldn't sleep any more.

But of course. I'm gonna try it. Lots of ice?

Really what's up with Katie Couric's FACE?

Is she a Martian or something?

"be sure you drink it all before melting gets too severe."

like that would ever be a problem.

Of course Walter Cronkite had perky breasts.

Kennium, good book recommendation:
The Story of Edgar Sawtelle by David Wroblewski

I'm re-reading the Master and Commander series and reading The Nero Wolfe series for the first time.

It's all the photo shopping catching up to her

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"Born mute, speaking only in sign, Edgar Sawtelle leads an idyllic life with his parents on their farm in remote northern Wisconsin. For generations, the Sawtelles have raised and trained a fictional breed of dog whose thoughtful companionship is epitomized by Almondine, Edgar's lifelong friend and ally. But with the unexpected return of Claude, Edgar's paternal uncle, turmoil consumes the Sawtelles' once peaceful home. When Edgar's father dies suddenly, Claude insinuates himself into the life of the farm-and into Edgar's mother's affections. Grief-stricken and bewildered, Edgar tries to prove Claude played a role in his father's death, but his plan backfires-spectacularly. Forced to flee into the vast wilderness lying beyond the farm, Edgar comes of age in the wild, fighting for his survival and that of the three yearling dogs who follow him. But his need to face his father's murderer and his devotion to the Sawtelle dogs turn Edgar ever homeward. David Wroblewski is a master storyteller, and his breathtaking scenes-the elemental north woods, the sweep of seasons, an iconic American barn, a fateful vision rendered in the falling rain-create a riveting family saga, a brilliant exploration of the limits of language, and a compulsively readable modern classic."

I'm not recommending it because it sucked! Yeah, I liked it a lot.
I've never read The House of Sand and Fog...the movie was a downer.
Favorite book of all time: The Prince of Tides. It's brilliant.

I just started to get back into my scrapbooking to avoid all of the media