I just looked over my county's ballot and found out that an Elvis impersonator who's apparently changed his legal name to Elvis Presley is running for State Land Commissioner.

Ah, if only all the crazies made themselves so easy to spot.

I just looked over my county's ballot and found out that an Elvis impersonator who's apparently changed his legal name to Elvis Presley is running for State Land Commissioner.

There's a Darth Vader running for president of Ukraine. Although apparently they wouldn't let him vote because he wouldn't take off the mask, and I'm a little worried that that's like half their voter base. [link]

One thing I like about paying by Starbucks app, I can realize an hour later that I did not tip the nice lady at the window (who initially forgot my sandwich, but went and got it for me when I reminded her) and do something about it rather than just feel bad. (Did not attempt to order the elusive Oprah chai. I don't want to get sucked into that shadowy underworld)

I just looked over my county's ballot and found out that an Elvis impersonator who's apparently changed his legal name to Elvis Presley is running for State Land Commissioner.

I have a hard time resisting voting for people like that.

I'd vote for Elvis.

So .. the graveyard voters get to elect one of their own?

Yay, Cosmo!

Sorry you're at a point where you have to look.

Yeah, I'm trying to evaluate all of my options right now, but I think a Bay Area move is probably what's going to happen.

I chipped a tooth on Saturday. Called the dentist this morning and I'm getting in tomorrow at 8am for them to look at it. I'm not looking forward to getting up that early, especially for dental work.

I may have to reschedule some meetings tomorrow morning, because I suspect I'm going to need a crown and anesthetic may be involved.

Dang it, I didn't bring a coffee cup in to work. And I could really use another cup of coffee. I guess I could reuse my Starbucks paper cup, but that will not make me less annoyed with myself for leaving my whole lunch bag sitting on the counter (I did not have lunch in it, per se, but all my lunch time accessories that I bring home on the weekends to wash, including coffee cup and tea mug)

Timelies all!

Yay Cosmo!

I think almost 80 degrees and sunny here means I'd better do some laundry so I can hang it on the line, because it's going to be cold and rainy starting tomorrow.

I feel so housewifey.

Unrelatedly, my feet STILL hurt today from dancing at the wedding reception Saturday. I am nothing if not enthusiastic, and I never pass up the opportunity to do the chicken dance. I also got Tim's brother -- the father of the bride -- to do the Pogo to Devo (because he did it at OUR wedding), and then I felt like it would only be right for me to do it, too. And of course there was "YMCA" and "Hang on Sloopy" (because, you know, O-H-I-O [Tim and his brothers went to Ohio State University]). After the first hour or so of music, I told Tim that I was going to ask his dad to dance at the next slow song. Which was "Let's Get it On." So...NOPE. Can't dance with my FiL to "Let's Get it On." But we did dance later.

I did NOT do the Electric Slide or any of the other line dances (are they called that if they aren't country music?), because I have NO idea how to do them. But the groom's family did, and they were hilarious to watch. I love when people are just flat-out getting their groove on because it's time to celebrate.