Remember what we were saying about "end times" yesterday?
Check out Nos. 19 and 23
No, this isn't a basketball poll
I'm not sure we would have ever seen the day when my husband's alma mater was in the football poll and mine wasn't.
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.
Remember what we were saying about "end times" yesterday?
Check out Nos. 19 and 23
No, this isn't a basketball poll
I'm not sure we would have ever seen the day when my husband's alma mater was in the football poll and mine wasn't.
The people who "relate to her" were already going to vote for the creepy old guy anyway. I'm sure of it.
Yeah, but it's just disheartening how many there are. That once it became clear how utterly unprepared and basically, useless she was, that instead of backing away and hissing, women were going "Oh, she's just darling-- she'll be fine. They're just trying to trip her up, those media meanies."
Or it could be that I'm depressed because more Old Shit and Twit signs have mushroomed in my neighborhood in the past week.
Some moron on my local moms message board tried the "Palin has more experience than Obama" line this week, as well as basically saying, "Obama has only voted 'prsent' while in the Senate" so he's not that impressive. I hate feeling like I want to eviscerate someone.
I can't see how someone could logically look at her resume and think that she could do the job. I swear, it's scary.
Somehow, my two conflicting social plans both fell thorugh today. I am also exhausted and PMSing today, so all plans requiring me to to put on outdoor pants have been put in the fail! pile. Tonight possible tropical storm. A blah day all around.
Yesterday great however, my friend got married (Christine to the four Buffistas that met her.) and because her caterer fell through a week ago, I ended up helping out with getting the food together. (Just plating and heating up prepared things.) The wedding itself was lovely, at an Old Mill, and with a bluegrass band present. Highlight of the ceremony, as the bride pulled up in the car, the band started playing a bluegrass version of the Imperial theme from Star Wars. At the bride's request. Hysterical!
Christine to the four Buffistas that met her.
Me! Right? Congrats to her!
No, this isn't a basketball poll
Go Big 12!
Re: the SNL skit referenced above -- what REALLY gets me are the parts that are word-for-word from Palin's actual answers.
I just watched the whole Couric interview. I doubt SNL could have written anything more absurd than Palin's real answers. So why not just quote her directly? And SNL even passed on the dismissive "oh, you know... reporters."
Me! Right? Congrats to her!
Yep!
(Christine to the four Buffistas that met her.)
Are they living in the same country now?!?!
Awww... every congratulations and best wishes.
::throws rice::
She'd be perfect for a "Deadwood" ending. Take her out to "inspect the country", then, damn, sorry about that cliff. (/Swearingen) Barb, I do feel your pain in being surrounded by hooples.
Another sign of the End Times -- I just got an email from my mother with a smiley face in it.