Thursday, October 23, 2008

Sure Enough

I did take the scooter and I did end up (whisper it) taking about a block of sidewalk.  But it wasn't due to the adoring crowds at the Democrat rally, or even throngs of FFA-ers, but simple road construction.  Say what you will, scootering makes the day go better.  Even the ride home in the (warmer -- those morning commutes have an edge!) darkening of evening was interesting.

     All this to spend an entire. blamed. day. working on fixing and/or finding a substitute for Some Small But Critical Equipment that decided to go belly-up overnight and for which -- oopsie!  -- we had no backup.  After pricing state-of-the-art replacements, that little oversight stopped bein' a mystery.  Alas, it left little time for snark.  (Considerable for fretting, bad theories and perspiration and not a little "Your Complex And Critical Device Has Suffered Non-Recoverable Error And Must Be Shut Down."  Yes, and then wrapped in tinfoil an' buried at a crossroads in the dark of the Moon, too, I bet.  You can't hardly get good newt any more).

     ...No time for snark except perhaps this observation, that is: the hippies are enthusiastically voting for a candidate with the shortest hair since Eisenhower while conservatives look pull the lever for a fellow with hair down well over the tops of his ears (and maybe even on his collar in back!).  How'd this happen?  Real Life: way more rich and complex and filled with bulldoodle than any book or film!  


phlegmfatale said...

well, i'm happy just to have learnt the word "bulldoodle" today. :) It's a cute way of saying something entirely nasty, innit?

Turk Turon said...

Try Srsly.

Roberta X said...

Bulldoodle and online newts! We're public benefactors, we are.

phlegmfatale said...

You made my day better, anyhoo. :)