One man's 10-item list of election-day silliness.

I'm running out of possible high-stress occupations that would explain this..."

Stray thoughts on the nature of the dwindling center.

...no really, tell me the truth here...

OR: "Friends don't let friends post fatigued"

...well...if they turn to pillars of salt, at least it won't hurt the environment...

Or: Skating the fuzzy line.

...any one you can walk away from is a good one.

Just a really fun and happy Saturday.

OR: "The more you tighten your grip, the more RINOS will slip through your fingers."

Or, Paul Wolfowitz knows what's best for you...just make your "X" and go back to your little life...uncle Paulie will take care of everything.

"A must-read book." --Anomalous Data

Things we all should know...and many of us suspected.

Excellent shut-down line, well delivered...go me!

It's an omen, no doubt...the question is...what kind of omen?

"...and we are merely players, performers and portrayers, each another's audience, beyond the guilded cage..." ---Neil Peart

You might think this is hyperbole...

Nanowrimo stats and update, life update...stuff people who REALLY love me would care about...

The fourth and final installment on my thoughts on life, the universe and everything. You can tell I was running out of steam at the end there...neighbors, community and country all smooshed together...

Part three of the huge rant about loyalty and personal responsibility I wrote one night while I was stewing about a bunch of unrealted crap people around me were experianceing.

More moralizing commentary on stuff I've watched going on around me.

My not terribly well-ordered, but deeply held, thoughts on how people should treat each other: Preachy and Bombastic, with just a hint of Moralizing and a Pedantic finish.

Unrealated observation: Have you noticed how angry right-wingers can get if you mess with Whall Maart? Like, just mispelling the name can really raise their ire.

Warning for those who don't like hunting. I actually write about really killing a real deer. Don't read if you think you'll fnd this upsetting.

Only slightly irritable from hours of listening to gun battles, lightsabre duels and people dying horribly and noisily in the back seat for hours upon hours...

...yeah, I know, my "introduction" is longer than her entry...hey...who's blog is this anyway? I have a right to ramble.

three entries in one day...huh...a record day of procrastination.

Someone is desperately trying to frighten you with the possibility that someone you don’t know might have examined your pelvis while you lay helpless, drugged, and at the mercy of your doctor!

...well, there was the one time I had the really bad flu...but that was involuntary...

...it looks so uncomfortable...but I imagine it DOES give you rock-hard thighs.

Or: I'm not as big a loser as I previously portrayed myself.

Alternatively: "Let the Procrastination begin!"