::reschedule Jesse's alien probe for a less pokey-proddy time::

I feel bad that this is where my mind goes, but now I'm really curious about the effects of, say, political ads on voting patterns in dementia a patients.

I didn't get very far with Cleaning All the Things last night. I mean, I did a lot, but there is way more cleaning to be done. Fortunately, this morning DirecT's automatic system called me to see if I wanted to confirm, cancel, or change my appointment, so I moved it to Tuesday (forgetting that I need to vote, but depending on when the polls open I can vote either before or after my window and have a good excuse for working from home). Now I'm dressed for serious business with my Cranky Pants and Malarkey shirt and have the whole weekend to see what I can do.

And also catch up on some TV, because I need breaks.

A friend of a friend literally said on Facebook: " I think it is in your every right to vote for Hillary. I just ask for the same respect back even though I am voting for a crazy, racist Cheeto."

Foaf has a right to the vote but not to respect. Especially when they acknowledge that they're voting for a crazy, racist Cheeto.

I feel bad that this is where my mind goes, but now I'm really curious about the effects of, say, political ads on voting patterns in dementia a patients.

I would guess the ads wouldn't have a big effect on those with short-term memory issues, but it probably varies wildly for each individual.

I am standing up to post this because if I'm sitting a cat parks on me right as I'm ready to get up and do something. I really need to get the remaining extra furniture out of my home and go pick up my Theracane from work so that I can destroy the knots in my neck before the weekend ends.

Foaf has a right to the vote but not to respect. Especially when they acknowledge that they're voting for a crazy, racist Cheeto.

Agreed!

I just remembered I should get a flu shot. So sign me up for the alien probe, I guess.

Woohoo, we have a washer now and we can do laundry. We are doing laundry. It was quite an ordeal to get the whole installation done, but I am going to ignore that part.

Oh, man, I need a flu shot, too. Maybe Tuesday?

And to do laundry, but it's low priority right now. It will become higher priority tomorrow when I have to come up with clean clothes that are appropriate to wear to work, but it's not an urgent need today.

I went to sleep with a bad headache, and woke up with the same. Sleep usually cures a headache, so I'm irritated. Drinking tea, and taking a Rx Aleve,

My mom and sister helped Dad fill out his voting form, and by "helped" I mean filled out and signed. Dad's always voted straight Dem, with the exception of voting for his h.s. buddy (R) who was a judge for many years.

If anone else had tried to "help" my dad, who's in a lock-down memory care unit, vote, fucking heads would roll.

That was my mother's position -- spouse or POA, sure. Anyone else? Hell no.

I'm just glad my folks are both of sound mind, and more proactive about voting than I am (filled out absentee ballots weeks ago thanks to Dad's disability). I have a couple of relatives who are highly religious Trump supporters, and it completely mystifies me how they can't see that anything he says about religion or traditional family values is pure BS. Most of the family is Republican (we're the die-hard Lefty branch), but I suspect a number of the others will be so disgusted by Trump that they hold their noses and vote for Clinton or a third party candidate.

I have mopped my kitchen floor. It's been a long fucking time since that got done. Now to the living room. Well, after I watch and episode of Supernatural. Or maybe while, the living room is where the TV is, after all.

Not that the kitchen is all done, of course, but that's not the goal right now. I'm going for presentable and functional, which is challenge enough.

Ugh. Canvassing calls are the worst. Sending canvassing messages via FB though are simultaneously worse and better. Swing Vote Go is helping me do that. [link]