Four year old straight pickles
Okay, let’s try this again! Yes, I did take down a post yesterday. I think a couple of people even saw it before I took it down and it still existed in my RSS reader this morning, so for all I know, it might still be in yours. Why did I take it down? Because I was totally pissed off! Who was I pissed off at? Mostly myself. (Yes, I used the p word. Sorry.)
It was the end of a long day and I wanted to write a post about Sarah Palin. Yes, really, not that any politicos should bother getting their hopes up too high. Unfortunately, my overworked little brain would not let me get the words out in any kind of intelligible order. This happens to me a lot. It is bad enough that I usually don’t get the time to write my blahg until the end of my workday. It is even worse on the days when I don’t even get 15 minutes to myself in my own house. When growlers are rummaging around for snacks and amphibians are frog-hopping wildly around my kitchen sliming things and grokking at the top of their lungs.
And that’s how it was yesterday. But then I hit the jackpot! A five foot long grocery receipt appeared in my back yard. Five feet! Forget Sarah Palin! I had a new topic, or so I thought. Somebody paid $445 for 275 items at Aldi’s. We speculated about who on earth would ring up a five-foot long grocery bill. I think about the longest receipt I’ve ever generated was maybe two feet or thereabouts and that was at the Westgate Kroger, which prints all kinds of statistical crap and ads and whatnot at the bottom of their receipts so they are about twice as long as they need to be. We came up with a theory about whose receipt it was and I posted that. And then. I won’t go into what happened next but yes, I took it down. It was a clumsily written piece of crap and that is all.
What about Sarah Palin? I am tired of her. I am also tired of everybody and his cousin complaining about her bendable straws and stuff. Those of us who think she is a nincompoop (and yes, I admit I am more in that camp than the other one) are just as bad as those teabaggers or whatever they are. We rant and rave about Palin and her book and her speaking contract and yada yada. The teabaggers rant and rave about Obama and his birthplace and communism and yada yada. I have friends and relatives all over the spectrum but I don’t think either side is totally correct and, as usual, I am just plain fed up with all the wrangling. This country is pretty messy and we have to work together. If you have been a ranter, I love you anyway!!! I do my own share of ranting, believe me.
And when I get my next public speaking gig, I am going to demand a big great jar of four-year-old straight pickles to go with my water bottles and bendable straws.
Comments are open again and I’m about to hoof it downtown. Maybe I’ll post some hipstamatic photooooos somewhere tonight. Or not.
April 16th, 2010 at 6:10 pm
I wanted SP to fade into the wood work; the more attention she gets, the better she likes it!! (I’m in the can’t-stand-her camp)
April 16th, 2010 at 7:49 pm
I never knew there were gay pickles. (And, beware the reality preserved by caches.)
April 17th, 2010 at 8:52 am
A good laugh. There really are four year old strait pickles (The one who asked for four year old strait pickles was a four year old child. Does that make sense? Palin? UGH!
April 17th, 2010 at 9:09 am
Actually, it was a 3-1/2 year old who desperately wanted to reach the grand old age of 4.
April 17th, 2010 at 4:11 pm
I am tired of hearing about Sarah Palin too. If you don’t like her, quit listening. Why make yourself mad? As for the man in the white house, I hope he is on his last term too. Then we will all have someone else to complain about. (Hopefully, not Hilary. She is worse than the other two combined.)
April 19th, 2010 at 8:11 pm
That picture of me is a hipstamatic photo if I’ve ever seen one, and without even trying.