I have great intentions of writing seminal, meaningful posts about, well, about just about everything that comes to mind. But those intentions seem to come when I’m either in bed, lights out, or the shower, hair wet. Then I have great intentions of writing little snippets, the kind of one-offs that come to me when I’m brushing my teeth, or waiting for the water to boil. Obviously my intentions are more often great than viable. I’ve always done best as a blogger (and in life generally) when I just bullshit. Thus, I offer you a smattering of bullet-pointed bullshit:
- Much of this weekend was spent wishing my closest friends Happy Birthday. I sang to them. First I warned them to move the phone from their ears. Over the years, most of my closest women friends have been born in mid February. The number of them whose birthdays are on the 13th, 14th, or 15th amazes me. I would like to know what this means, in the grand scheme of things. I would also like to know what was going on nine months before mid February that has proved to be such a fertile time for my friends’ parents.
- I am absolutely loving this election cycle. The candidates are so, so, so (I can’t think of an appropriate word). I watched the Democratic debate the other night (with my husband who is a Bernie fan) and it came to me that the attraction he holds for younger women is that he reminds them of their fathers and grandfathers. He’s comforting and reassuring in that crabby way he yells. “Listen to me. I know what’s good for you. Do what I say!” He’s got the same upper respiratory issues that create a lot of excess phlegm. That’s so familiar to me; we called it chrumpkeying in my family. Is it a problem that he chooses to chrumpkey during Hillary’s turn at the microphone?
- I watched the Republican debate last night. Riveting. Better than Dateline. Funnier than…well, maybe actually are a barrel of monkeys. Go read Frank Bruni’s piece on it in the New York Times. My favorite quote is something on the order of “Crayola doesn’t make enough colors to describe the different shades of red that Donald Trump’s cheeks and jowls turned.” I would like to ask all of my responsible adult Republican friends–so, how’s it workin’ for you? (Actually, maybe the GOP needs Dr. Phil to come in and do an intervention).
- Scalia. God is good.
OK OK a lot of BS verbiage, but not much in the way of conclusions! So who are YOU supporting for President and why???
Not a lot of conclusions because I’m trying not to incite the masses. Seeing as I’ve failed now, I will say: I’m supporting…..Hillary. Why? Because her political and social philosophy are most congruent with mine. I see much of the criticism against her as a function of both men and women having hyperreactions to how she comes off as a woman. “She needs to be softer, warmer, more sympthetic.” Oh, please, that truly is Bullshit. Tell that to Angela Merkel (among others). As for the other criticisms of her–the Benghazi BS, and the email BS and all the other GOP-inspired BS over the years directed at both Clintons–puleeze, this is the political arena, folks. Read a little Machiavelli…and look over the acts and actions of the blessed founders of our country. Finally (at this moment), what particularly pisses me off are young women and men who complain that Hillary is a bitch. Well, yes, being a bitch is what it takes for a strong woman to succeed in the world. There’s a meme going around on Facebook that has Tina Fey and Amy Pohler saying the same, and that they too are bitches. As am I. And, Maggie Vandergon, as I suspect are you.
BTW, sorry for the verbiage…blame it on my being overeducated and, because I’m a woman, underemployed.
Thanks, Jane, smack well deserved and received. The “very old” was a self-deprecation hold over from recently being let go from my position being told I that didn’t fit into the new corporate direction. A forty + year career gone in a matter of minutes along with my pride as I was walked out the door. And while the economy in Alberta has many losing their jobs, those just as old and others younger, along their homes we like our Southern friends do what we can to make light of a bad situation.
Thus my search for like-minded souls online to connect with as am writing my books on aging and other things. My choice of a new career.
That was how I found your site, and I’m glad I did, even if being reprimanded before we have had time to get to know one another.
I wish you good luck with your very interesting and entertaining election process.
PS my Eastern friends (Nova Scotia) seem to have missed The Donald promising to build a north wall too. Not sure if that is to keep you in or us out.
Okay, Ruthanne, I stand still for my reprimand about reprimanding you. I’m glad you found us. Right after I read your comment, my sister told me of an author she met who wrote a book called Project Renewment, which is supposed to be for coping with “retirement” after you’ve had a career.
Jane, I love your new header and layout. I also love, love, love the concept of “bullet-pointed bullshit”. As far as this year’s election cycle and now the Scalia circus, it’s true that reality is stranger than fiction – you couldn’t make this stuff up.
Mocadeaux! I’m so happy to see you. I’m glad you like this iteration (just love that word…such possibilities it promises). I like it too. And I’m trying to get back in the habit of regular blogging, so #bullet-pointedbullshit may become a category of its own.
I may be out of place here, being a Canadian and a very old one at that (71), but I honestly can not believe or don’t want to believe that my US friends would be foolish enough to vote for The Donald, and although Bernie is my senior it feels like he is living in a delirium of what he’d like to have but won’t have the power achieve. So no offence intended to anyone, if it was offensive consider the source and old demented lady.
Okay, Ruthanne…stand till while I smack you! You’re “very old” at 71? Who have you been hanging out with? Or is it a Canadian thing inherited from the English who refer to those 50+ as Old Age Pensioners? Well, here in the States, we’re not having that. Our independence includes the ability to not be old until we think and feel old.
Now that I’ve gotten that off my chest, let me say that I agree wholeheartedly with your remarks about our election. And, to continue the independence trope, “I’ll defend to the death your right to say them….” Your fellow Canadians are having a good, okay, a jolly time making jokes about how many of us intend to immigrate should Trump be elected. NovaScotia will tip into the sea if all of us who are threatening to come do.
First, love, love, LOVE the new graphics. Brilliant! Illustration envy here in Ohio! Second, as always, your words are like chocolate – I always want more and they make me happy. BTW, I love Bernie, too, but am definitely not young. A hippie is hiding behind my bifocals and John Hancock annuity. XOXO
I’ve had my hippie moments, the long hair especially. But politically, I’ve always been somewhat practical…and Bernie just ain’t.
Oh boy, I WISH I could see the humor in this election cycle. The whole thing is scaring the bejessus out of me.
This is where being the other side of sixty is a blessing. I seem to have lost my passion for ensuring that the world goes according to my plan.
That line about the barrel of monkeys made me laugh so hard I woke up two cats and a husband.
Always pleased to entertain….!