God bless the Veterans.

Boyo and I are off early tomorrow morning (if all goes according to plan, and the plan does not alter to include sleeping late, that is) to our anniversary extravaganza in the land of tourism. I have ordered the ridiculously expensive rooms. I found them online but called the number to see if being a state employee would get me any money off. (It usually does. It is SO neat.) As a matter of fact, they don't... but they do give discounts for Sam's Club members... which we are. I have no idea what that is about but it adds up to about thirty bucks in total, and that pretty much covers our cost of the membership for the year. Nifty.

We shall eat a lot of good food, shop for things we don't need, and engage in public displays of affection. We might even take in some obnoxiously overpriced tourist traps. We shall go to bed when we want to and get up when we want to and we will swim and speak of pool fans in Swedish, because we.. always do that, and we have never understood why. We will gossip about people we know and complain about what so-and-so said and we will giggle at people we see and the stupid things we overhear them say. In short, it shall be delightful.

(We'll have the laptop with us, and will probably check in as long as the free internet works. We'll see.)

The Election (or: everyone else is writing about it)

I have been on my way to bed for an hour now, but I just thought of something else that I wanted to say. Two years ago, I wrote about the 2004 presidential election. That's one of my favorite posts, because I think I managed to say exactly what I wanted to say.

Two years ago, they smirked and said that the Democrats had (as I put it in that post) laid the groundwork for a cultural phenomenon that will eliminate them from ever being a governing party.

Just two years ago. They said that the immorality of the Democratic party would keep them from ever being in power again. And this week? It's funny, because they proved their forecasting ability is almost as good as their ability to govern effectively!

See, here's the thing. I am not a politician, so maybe that's why I can occasionally see the forest for the trees on matters such as this. Check it out. If you fuck up so badly, and so often, that you make yourself, your entire political party, your allies and your employees an international laughingstock, and you get several thousand of America's finest killed in a war that you entered in under false pretenses while you're at it, and you take the country from a surplus budget to the largest deficit in history and you are actually not even able to string a successful sentence together....

....

It really doesn't take much to get your asses voted out with style.

Thank you, and good night.