It's Hot. She's Cold.
Her hearing has gotten worse and her memory has slipped a little bit in the six weeks since Plot and Duck were here last. Tonight we watched Joe Biden and President Obama but she had the sound up so loud it hurt our ears to be in the same room. And she still couldn't make out what they were saying.
Nor that she missed much. The Pres and Vice Pres paled before the master stroke of Bill Clinton last night, by far one of the best convention speeches ever.
On the phone, Plot listened to his brother tell him why Schmeckl would be voting for Romney. He doesn't like him but he'll vote for him. It makes no sense.
Plot doesn't want to have a beer or go to dinner with Barack Obama. But Plottie gets him. And he agrees with him. Romney feels like Bush -- yesterday's man with yesterday's solutions for yesterday's world.
Plot thinks the country has made up its mind. The election may not even be close. Either one of these guys could swamp the other.
2 Comments:
Hopefully your candidate wins and Brother Shmekl's boy loses~ just sayin!
There is more to this life than the almighty $$$$ ~ the convention was outstanding, in my opinion. Beautiful clear day here in SF, but you guessed that, didn't you?
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