Some Random Thoughts......
Here is collection of things I have been thinking about. None of them are worth an individual post, so I am dumping them all on you in this mind purge...
* Someone (not me) should write a series of novels which, like the unexplainably popular "Left Behind" series, discuss life after the rapture. But it should be about how nice it is now that the Christian Freaks have left. (please note, before anyone gets worked up, I am specifying Christian FREAKS. Christians of the non-freak variety would presumably be left here with the rest of us heathens. So unless you are a freak, you needn't get worked up.)
* I wish that I were wealthy enough (i.e. an estate worth four million or higher) so that I would actually have to worry about the Washington State "death tax" that the Blethen (Seattle Times) and Nordstom (Frederick & Nordstrom) families are trying to get repealled. I'm sure they are all peeved that Both William Gates (Jr and Sr) of Microsoft fame are against repealing it, as I am, and as you should be.
***you are voting, aren't you?***
* Just to beat the dead horse, let me say this: Repealing the estate tax in Washington State will blast a one hundred million dollar hole into the state education budget. It stands to reason that we will not have one hundred million dollars less of education, so somebody has to pick up that tab. Three guesses as to who that will be, my fellow middle class types..... Yes, You. And Me. That's just silly.
* Thanksgiving is once again bearing down on us, and once again Mother Langdon and Sister-Woman are coming to add to the festivities. We are under a deadline to get the Living Room, Hallway, Bedroom, and Basement painted. Plus the Colonel is going away. To Delaware, for goodness sake, for a week and a half. I am quietly freaking out, but not really.
* I'm in my countertop Rottisserie/Broiler phase. That probably means nothing to you, but it means everything to me.
* We are going from having too few dining room chairs to too many dining room chairs. I honestly don't know how these things happen, but at least I could serve the entire Brady Bunch in one sitting, as long as Alice helped out in the kitchen.
* I confused Jane Wyman (the delightfully pert and somewhat bitchy first wife of Ronald Reagan who famously observed that Reagan "was as boring as a box of rocks, as elusive as a ghost") with Jane Wyatt (the bland mother on "Father Knows Best"), both of whom are presumably dead. I know for sure that Jane Wyatt is, because I hadn't thought of either of them for a long time until I saw her obituary.
That's all for now. Please carry on.
* Someone (not me) should write a series of novels which, like the unexplainably popular "Left Behind" series, discuss life after the rapture. But it should be about how nice it is now that the Christian Freaks have left. (please note, before anyone gets worked up, I am specifying Christian FREAKS. Christians of the non-freak variety would presumably be left here with the rest of us heathens. So unless you are a freak, you needn't get worked up.)
* I wish that I were wealthy enough (i.e. an estate worth four million or higher) so that I would actually have to worry about the Washington State "death tax" that the Blethen (Seattle Times) and Nordstom (Frederick & Nordstrom) families are trying to get repealled. I'm sure they are all peeved that Both William Gates (Jr and Sr) of Microsoft fame are against repealing it, as I am, and as you should be.
***you are voting, aren't you?***
* Just to beat the dead horse, let me say this: Repealing the estate tax in Washington State will blast a one hundred million dollar hole into the state education budget. It stands to reason that we will not have one hundred million dollars less of education, so somebody has to pick up that tab. Three guesses as to who that will be, my fellow middle class types..... Yes, You. And Me. That's just silly.
* Thanksgiving is once again bearing down on us, and once again Mother Langdon and Sister-Woman are coming to add to the festivities. We are under a deadline to get the Living Room, Hallway, Bedroom, and Basement painted. Plus the Colonel is going away. To Delaware, for goodness sake, for a week and a half. I am quietly freaking out, but not really.
* I'm in my countertop Rottisserie/Broiler phase. That probably means nothing to you, but it means everything to me.
* We are going from having too few dining room chairs to too many dining room chairs. I honestly don't know how these things happen, but at least I could serve the entire Brady Bunch in one sitting, as long as Alice helped out in the kitchen.
* I confused Jane Wyman (the delightfully pert and somewhat bitchy first wife of Ronald Reagan who famously observed that Reagan "was as boring as a box of rocks, as elusive as a ghost") with Jane Wyatt (the bland mother on "Father Knows Best"), both of whom are presumably dead. I know for sure that Jane Wyatt is, because I hadn't thought of either of them for a long time until I saw her obituary.
That's all for now. Please carry on.
posted by Catalina Vel-DuRay @ Monday, October 23, 2006
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