Friday, June 01, 2007

Hello? Hello…hello……hello…..

Quite the echo. It’s dusty and cobwebby in here too. Oops. Sorry about that.

Some good news though! The magic pregnancy fairy sprinkled me with glowy dust, and I am feeling 100,000,000 percent better. Phew. Now we can get on to the business of having normal aches and pains and bladder control issues. Praise the Lord.

So. Um. Has anyone read the newspaper lately? Are you as freaked out as I am? So are we officially back to the cold war, or just unofficially trying really hard to start WWIII? It’s extra fun to think about all that when you have a baby on the way, let me tell you. Oh, the future is bright my little one.

I have decided that I need one of those bumper stickers that says, “If you’re not outraged you aren’t paying attention.” I’m going to slap it on my car and then park every day next to Butthead Bill Sali’s right hand guy. His truck is covered with bumper stickers. And even though I shouldn’t be surprised, every day when I read The Stupidest Bumper Sticker Of Them All, I rather want to key his car. Are you ready? Ok, here goes: “Guns Don’t Kill People. Abortion Clinics Kill People.”

Um. WHA?? I mean, Ok. Let’s pretend for a moment that we’re all Pro-Lifers of the most passionate sort. GUNS STILL KILL PEOPLE. Idiots. Maybe as long as your gun is pointed squarely at someone who doesn’t agree with you it doesn’t count?

My head hurts. It’s the outrage.

So in other news. While I have been obsessing over whether or not my child will be born into a nuclear winter, Mr. Golightly can't decide if he's upset, or delighted by the new title sponsor of our hometown Humanitarian Bowl. (That’s WAC Football for those of you not paying enough attention to be outraged.)

Roady’s Truck Stops.

As a Vandal he's dying laughing. As a WAC football fan he's annoyed. But overall he's really hoping that they give out appropriate souvenirs. Mr. G is pulling for tire irons and trucker hats. I suggested microwave burrito’s and strong coffee. But we both had to concede to Tom the Employee who recommends porn and switchblades.

~Clover

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