I found a huge, large, really big earthworm in my bathroom the other evening. Where did that come from? P the cat was sitting in front of it, idly tapping at it. It writhed. I picked it up with my back scratcher; I carried it outside. Slightly unsettling event.
I finally fixed my front porch light. The bulb had blown and the rust on the screws holding it all together was remarkably strong. Amazing what a bit of WD-40 and some borrowed pliers can do. Slightly empowering event.
These people running for President and all their talking heads scare the crap out of me. Some of them more than others--like, the old man former POW and his babe. And, I don't understand the economy. No, really. None of this is pretty. I actually wasn't even going to vote this year, as I feel there are nefarious behind the scenes manipulations of the democratic process going on and that our votes are but a puppet show, shadow play, a diversion while the truly evil ones, obsessed with holding power, force outcomes on us. Just like the terrorists manage to attack us in ways we might never expect, we decent people, because they are so unimaginably awful, these behind the scenes manipulators make things happen the way they want it to happen and cover their tracks very well. They are very good at throwing shit. And, you know what? I don't care if you think I am unreasonably paranoid, or if you think I sound crazy. Anyway, I do plan to vote this year, and what changed my mind about that was the old man former POW's babe. She scares the beejeezus out of me. I will vote even if it is like throwing pebbles at tanks. I have to do something. I got the mysterious earthworm out of my bathroom. I fixed my light, and changed a 20 year old bulb previously imprisoned by strong old rust. I don't believe God involves himself in our political process, but I do believe good people have to keep trying even when it seems futile.
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