Now I have coffee in my eye. t sigh At least my pants didn't stain.
Natter 47: My Brilliance Is Wasted On You People
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
On the NJ ballot, there were a few things I didn't totally understand about reallocating some park money toward "recreation," and something about property tax reform, and a proposed new tax on gasoline, with the money to be used for improving the transportation system. Nothing terribly controversial.
Now I have coffee in my eye.
....how?
My clone could surely do better than the Cheney Administration with one arm tied behind her back.
A friend of mine, whose migraines were so intractable she was prescribed morphine, got one of those electric implants a few years ago and it really did work for her, so I'm glad to hear that the treatment is getting more accessible.
....how?
I was curious about that, too. Splashing, maybe?
We had no questions on our ballot. I was disappointed.
....how?
A rogue droplet of coffee forced itself out of the tiny little airhole in the lid and vengefully flung itself into my eye, howling, "FREEEEEEEEDOM!"
I voted a couple of weeks ago. All-mail saves money and ensures paper trail. But I kind of miss voting in person.
Mmmm... Democracy coffee.
I left early for work this morning, thinking I'd vote on the way in. I had the address for the polling place, and I was positive I knew how to get there. I drove up to the very busy street and made a right, thinking that the cross street I needed was a few blocks east. Wrong! So, I drove into work and googled the village hall's phone number to call and ask for directions. Turns out I should have turned left on the busy street, since what I needed was only a block west! Oh, well.
I'll go vote at lunchtime.