Congratulations to you San Francisco fans out there on winning yet another World Series. Enjoy it while you can, San Fran, because your ungodly way of life is set to end come election day. By all indications, it appears that Republicans will not only remain in control of the House (in fact, my less-than-wonderful Democrat representative appears poised to lose his race), but will also take the Senate. The first thing I figure they’ll do is get rid of the filibuster entirely. If you thought things sucked before (and by “you” I of course refer to wildlife, women, minorities, working people, and the poor), you aint seen nothing yet, ‘cuz as we all know, the only thing worse than Democrats is Republicans.
Republicans also seem to be about to take control of a record number of state legislatures and even in places where there are “Democratic” governors, many of them (such as Governor Snotball) are really just Republicans anyway.
I’m once again fearing for my Social Security and retirement. My only hope is that I’ll squeak by on the low end of the group they decide to grandfather (so to speak) in. Either that, or Obama realizes the only thing he’s got is the veto and he won’t play Chamberlain to the Republicans’ Nazis.
History is not on our side with that hope. So my Plan B is to die before I retire, which isn’t an unlikely scenario, all things considered.
I think it’s gonna be a long, cold winter.
Well, thanks for that. The Orange and Black victory parade will be on Halloween. I will probably miss this one. I have less than two weeks to vamoose in no particular direction yet. I am looking at a house today out near Chevronia.not far from Richmond, an East Bay city that the local Big Oil operation is trying to buy. You may have seen a report on it if last week you still watch Rachel Maddow.
Glad to hear that at least somebody that wears the orange is doing well.
Good luck with finding a place to live. That really sucks that you’re down to the wire like that.
On the bright side, I had my annual health assessment this morning, and my BP is “dangerously high.” So I guess it’s time to get serious about the disposition of my earthly remains. I guess I’ll just make it easy on everybody and have myself burned. I can go in a can on the shelf next to Siggy and Eddie.
Wouldn’t it be easier to watch your diet and take lood pressure meds. A can of PJ just doesn’t seem like much of a replacement for the real thing.
It’s mostly the beer. And I’ve even been taking it relatively easy with that (hah – no point in holding back now, I guess). If I could find the right BP meds online, I’d give ’em a shot.
I think my wife would probably consider me in a can to be an upgrade. I’d be far less annoying that way. Except she wouldnt’ be able to watch teevee.
It’s awful that you are in such a tight housing spot.
My grandmother (admittedly a crazy person) always insisted that everyting happens for the bettter. It is often true even if at the moment it’s impossible to believe.