Cold/evil sickness: boo
Football leverage: yeah
Date night: yeah
Three Stooges: yeah on tv, boo in real life.
Kenny G: I wholeheartedly concur. BOOOO

Carmen: July? Really? COOL! C’mon DOWN! We’ll eat green chili, tortillas, whole beans, and have margaritas! And, of course, lots of coffee and gabbin’. Enter at your own risk… with kids, someone is always snifflin’, barfin’, fartin’, etc…

Holy: Hillary, Bill, and Barrack were all mob scenes. We survived it… “But only just.” I was listening to NPR on the way home tonight. They were talking about the mobs in Seattle and what kind of people came out for Obama. They said it was mostly urban, liberal-types much like the folks who go to home town liberals that hang out in home town Starbucks.
You know, I remember going to Seattle for the first time. There were great places to get great coffee in places like Texaco, grocery stores, and malls… and they weren’t Starbucks. Also, the first two weeks I was there, I’d been stuck in that mall in Tukwila (sp?) doing interviews and, one day late in my stay, Mt. Rainier suddenly appeared. It was beautiful and magical and hidden in the clouds for two solid weeks. I had no idea it was even there and was quite surprised to see it, looming LARGE on the horizon. It was cool and freaky.
I hope you and Cap’n Jack get a date soon… it’s so hard to schedule. First there’s the babysitter, then figuring out where to go and what to do in such a short time, and then the laborous process of dragging your ass back home and not just hittin’ the highway. lol
Good luck with that!

Football – I nodded my head through that – I’ve heard it incites that kind of s&m fervor in your boys that you speak of – anything to bribe and modify behavior in kids, I always say.

We had our date with Hillary last night here in Seattle – I watched it on TV and laughed at how some people in the background get so hung up on waving their banner high above their heads when the network cameras are actually fixed and focused on Hillary’s face and eye level.

Obama was today – I thought of going down but knew there were people showing up at 6am this morning and I really didn’t have any desire to fight crowds of profane mouthed, slam dancers for the dubious honour of being there. And what for? I can’t vote. But these are historic moments and times, are they not?

I notice Hillarywas wearing turquoise for her NM visit – smart lady – she probably knew women would pick up on that subtlety.

I envy you the date – are entire schedule this weekend is beyond pathetic – ballet class, chaperon Holy Son’s school dance (he’s dreading my presence already), attend Irish dance competitions (don’t ask), Eagle Scout volunteer project, winter Scout camp safety seminar, soccer game and science fair experiment project due.

Holy Hub and I are looking at each other going, wtf, how it it that we don’t even have 3 minutes of our own. Even Starbucks would be a treat – I would go mad if I had to listen to Kenny G. My sincerest sympathies are with you.

Note to self: get.own.life – soon.

PS – why was I thinking about Mojo and Q yesterday? I think it’s cuz Holy Daughter is making a heart shaped cat box for V-Day and for some reason that got me thinking about your pets fornicating. Somehow that must beat watching our two male guinea pigs hump each other. But only just.