Hey, Gang! All three of you!
You might have noticed that it's been a couple of weeks since I was able to write anything on this ol' blog. October, especially late October, was pretty busy here. We finished fall ball, the kid got sick, then I got sick, then I stayed sick, then we did more house projects (while sick), then Hurricane Sandy scared everyone and did some major damage elsewhere, then we met the teacher and had a couple of school events, then we visited with different branches of family, and lastly—I actually had some freelance work.
I feel like I lost an entire month. Gone. Zip. I detest being busy, especially when not healthy.
And now the election is tomorrow.
Regarding the election, people: Please vote. Do NOT believe the news channels, the predictions, the premature counts. Just turn off the idiot box (I think Jack Kerouac called it the great glass eye) and pay no attention to any of those fools. Your vote counts. Do your research, figure out which candidates match your desires for this country, and then go support them.
The past few days have been unusually ugly ones. You might have heard about the horrible incident at our very own beloved Pittsburgh Zoo. Marcus always loved the wild dogs best; they were his favorite animal to visit. I guess we forgot, while admiring their painted beauty and frolicking puppies, that they are still wild animals that hunt and kill.
So, we've been reminded of the fierce, ferocious nature of beasts. And I have been reminded, again, that you simply cannot make anything perfectly, 100% safe for all people. It's impossible.
Thanks for stopping. I hope to resume both a more cheerful and less hectic pace this week... after tomorrow, of course.
No, you cannot make everything safe all the time. Just as you cannot save some people from themselves. My heart breaks for the family in that tragedy.
And as for the election, I spent about 30 minutes at church today after daily mass. I pretty much begged God to let the best person, the one who would do the most good, win. I hope he answers that heartfelt prayer.
Feel (or stay) better!
I felt better... until late last night when I checked the headlines. Now I'm ill again.
Sometimes, God lets people stay in power to teach His people a lesson. I fear that may be the case here.
The America I know, for which I'm patriotic, is fading. I am a minority now.
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