Scribblings

Every once in a while it occurs to me that in my lifetime I’ve seen homosexuality come out of the closet and take its rightful place in the world, gay marriage legalized, pot legalized in many places, an African-American elected president and, quite possibly, a woman elected president. My generation may have gotten a lot of things wrong, but we clearly got some of them very right.

Doesn’t March remind you of that friend you have who can never really make up his or her mind about anything. Does March want to be winter or summer? Shall it rain or snow? Should it be warmish or coldish or just friggin’ freezing? Given my wardrobe possibilities, I really do need March to make a decision here.

Is it just me or does it seem like there are so many refugees pushing on Europe’s borders that it seems as though there can be no one left living in the mid-East or north Africa?

I was watching tv and absentmindedly petting the dog sitting on my chest. I glanced down at my hand and realized it was no longer my hand. It was my father’s hand… big knuckles and all. When did this happen? And why wasn’t I given a vote?

The more time goes by, the more Trump wins, the more convinced I am that the Dems are secretly paying him to take down the Republican Party. And they are succeeding.

Chris Rock was great. The show was more entertaining than usual. And mostly, the bit with Chris Rock interviewing movie goers in Compton blew my mind. There still really are two different worlds in America. We need to bring them together to survive.

Saw an ad for a completely online RN-BSN program. I would not want to be one of their graduates’ first patients.

We could have the first Jewish president.

Or we could have the first female president.

Or we could have the first biggest jerk in America who caters to our basest instincts as president.

Doesn’t seem like all that hard of a choice. 

It’s that I can’t stay up until midnight if I’m actually up. In bed with my iPad, I’m good until two in the morning. Just don’t ask me to get up or be sociable. That door closes around 9.