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Finally got to see the Letterman show that I taped with the Herman Cain interview. I can now honestly say that the only thing that could possibly be more embarrassing than a Herman Cain presidency would be… well, I’d say a Rick Perry presidency but since we’ve already had a George Bush presidency, we’ve experienced most of the embarrassment that RIck would bring to the office… god, there really is no one out there who would be more embarrassing… oh wait, yes there is. Newt Gingrich.

I now get to administer nose spray to my dog on a daily basis. Yep, nothing like throwing a headlock on your dog once a day while trying to hold her head still enough to hope that at least a little of the spray… which, may I add, my health insurance refuses to pay for!… up her nose. Now when she sees me coming, she gets that look in her eyes that says, “I know who you are and I know what you plan to do and I promise I will wiggle faster than a slippery eel to thwart your

I am old… I just finished my application for Medicare.

I am young… I did the application online.

I spent the entire time I was watching Harry Potter part 2 wanting to reach over and turn the lights on. There were whole lengths of scenes where all I saw was a dark screen. What’s the deal here? I understand trying to create an atmosphere but shouldn’t the viewer be able to see what’s happening? Or did they decide they were over budget and decided to cut back on lighting?

It’s hard to know where to begin.  It’s not as though we haven’t seen sex scandals before, especially among our politicians. From men claiming they merely have a wide stance in public restrooms to presidents who beggar the definition of sex, we seem to have seen it all. Herman Cain merely joins a long and ugly line of men who thought that power entitled them to anything and everything they wanted because their ultimate power apparently resided – in their minds at least – south of their border.

But then the news about Penn State’s legendary football program broke and

How will I know when I’m old enough to start spending the money I’ve saved for my old age without worrying about spending it all before my old age ends?

I’m walking my dog. The ambient temperature outside is about 18 F, with a wind that makes it a bit chillier. I have on a sweatshirt, pants, heavy socks, a winter coat liner, a woman’s parka from Barrow that goes below my knees with the wolf ruff pulled up over my head and secured by a red scarf tied around my neck. Heavy gloves protect my hands. Coming towards me is a young boy who I would guess to be in junior high. He’s wearing light pants, a t-shirt, sneakers and a back pack. And nothing else.

And I have

When you receive an e-mail and the subject line reads, “Please open attachment, it is not spam”, your best bet is to NOT open the attachment.  Put this in the same book of rules as the one that states that any e-mail that begins with the phrase, “Dearest friend in our lord Jesus Christ from Madam Bantanu” should immediately be deleted no matter how much money it promises.

One of my foster birds, Wilson the Conure, is an amazing guard bird. If he sees a moose through his window he starts screaming as though he’s being eviscerated alive. This gives me a chance to go watch the moose before it disappears from my yard. And Wilson will stop screaming if I go stand next to his cage as he apparently feels that if push came to shove, I’d win the battle with the moose. You’ve got to love the faith your pets have in you.

Am I the only one who notices that Rick Perry sounds and acts like Bush-lite? Who could have even imagined that was possible? I was firmly convinced you couldn’t get much lighter than Dubya. Which leads me to wonder what’s in the drinking water in Texas that they keep electing people whose brains could fit into a flea’s stomach with room left over for an agent’s heart. (Sorry about that… an old, old joke I couldn’t resist.)