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Am I the only one who thinks the Supremes ruling on the health care bill was the court’s way of trying to make amends for their Citizen’s United ruling?

One minute I am walking down the road with two of the sweetest, most wonderfulest dogs in the world and the next minute – actually, approximately six seconds after they spot another dog anywhere on the road – I am holding on to two crazed, barking, snarling, insane creatures who think (totally unaccountably) that despite the fact that together they don’t weigh as much as the dog approaching, they can take him or her on and take him or her down. Thank god most of the big dogs we run into on our walk are A. on leash and B.

I could look into the mirror at what has become of my body… which wasn’t the greatest to begin with… and get depressed. Or I can look at the two dogs sitting patiently on either side of me, staring adoringly up at a physique that would make John Candy hang his head in shame and know that it doesn’t matter to the two critters that most matter to me. No matter what shape my body, they will climb in bed and happily curl up next to me and keep me warm and comforted all night. Or, at least, as much

You know you’re over the top about public broadcasting when you get angry if you don’t time your car errands to coincide with your favorite program so you can listen to it while you drive. You are even more of an insane public broadcasting fan when you sit in the parking lot of your grocery store waiting for Marketplace to end and then try to grab your groceries and get back to the car before Fresh Air begins.

When the sun is out, my dogs spend their entire time on the second floor deck following the sun around, snoring contentedly in its warmth, moving only when the sun has moved a little away from them and, even then, using the minimal amount of energy needed to pull their limp bodies over into the full sun again. Given my aversion to sun, heat and sunbathing, and my sister’s fairly slavish devotion to it, I’m thinking I should send them to Atlantic City for the summer so they can sun bathe with her for a few months.

Pants without pockets. What’s the point?

Last week I made chicken soup, my go to food for cold winter days. You can understand that summer wasn’t seeming that much different from winter at that point and I figured I might as well give in to the crappy weather and make soup. That night the sun came out and stayed out.

Fair warning, Anchorage. The chicken soup is finished. Let the rain and wind commence.

While walking the dogs this weekend, came up on a cow moose and a very, very, very newborn calf. Couldn’t have been more than a couple of days old. We’d been warned by a passing driver that there was one in the vicinity and to be careful as she was being aggressive. I looked at the size of the calf she’d had to push out her bottom with no spinal or any drugs and thought, “Hell, I’d be a bit testy too at this point.”

Does Mitt Romney wear boxers or briefs? I don’t know why I feel it necessary to know that, but I do.