Author: Elise Patkotak

My radio dial is never turned to anything except Alaska Public Media and KLEF, our local classical music channel. I avoid Christmas music like the plague, not only because Christmas is not, to put it mildly, my holiday but also because once those songs get into your head, it’s like a thousand earwigs playing at once and you can’t stop them.

So imagine my horror today when Marketplace was followed by a program of Christmas music. Is there no safe place left for those of us who choose not to be Santa’s elves? Has even public radio put on a Continue reading →

The picture says it all. The two biggest egos in the world express mutual respect for the other’s insanity. Continue reading →

Apparently, Putin has expressed admiration and approval of the proposed cabinet choices of Orangeman. Wow. I’m so relieved. I was worried Russia wouldn’t be happy. Continue reading →

Sitcoms… where politics never enter the door and everyone is always laughing. Gets me through the evening. Keeps me from accidentally turning on the news and seeing Orangeman explaining how Putin isn’t his new BFF for throwing the election his way. Continue reading →

If Hillary were president elect and word came out that Russia had interfered to help her win the election, the Republicans would already have the members of the impeachment panel chosen and the conclusions of the panel would already be at the printers. Continue reading →

Who needs security briefings when Breitbart news will bring you all you ever need to know about the world. Yep, I’m starting to build the underground shelter today. Continue reading →

Remember how before the election all you heard about was Benghazi and how the House was going to “get” Hillary Clinton for it? Notice how that whole issue disappeared after the election? Just another smear campaign against a woman who never did anything in her life except for trying to serve the American people. Way to go, Republicans. You truly are assholes. Continue reading →

Today my friend Grace becomes officially very old. I, of course, am younger than her by almost a full two months so I’m not officially very old yet. Grace and I have been friends since we were 3 years old growing up next door to each other. Which makes it even funnier when we get into conversations now and instead of talking boys or kids, we talk about our latest doctor visits and which parts of our bodies are, or are not, falling apart.

Grace now has a wandering toe issue. I have a wandering endocrine system. We all have Continue reading →