This horde of goofs…


Obviously, Ellen and Reid can go their way on all things with a clear conscience. They already do, and they don’t need their old man for that. Still, there’s nothing wrong with prodding them toward a little humanity in all things, unlike the dug-in stonewallers in Washington, D.C. Humanity starts at home.

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March 4, 2013

Ellen/Reid: I’m not sure what to think about all this sequester stuff. It’s just deflating. When I was younger, in fact even not that many years ago, at least both sides could belly up to the compromise table and get something done. I think they had the benefit of the larger populace in mind. Now it all seems to be governed by party affiliation. Way too much posturing and PR. Personally, I think the Republicans are the worse for it. They are just so mean spirited – guns, health care, gutting public education, clinging to social issues that have no bearing on jobs or productivity, hammering down on immigrants who only want a better life, etc. I’m all for fiscal responsibility and the like, but holy smokes. Amazing they are based on the party of Lincoln, the author of the Emancipation Proclamation.

Page four of the Emancipation Proclamation.

Page four of the Emancipation Proclamation. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

It’s even worse down here. The GOP in North Carolina is just a bunch of zealots. They swung into power and they are making the most of it. In only one example, the state’s legal authorities have said that a class of immigrants can drive and should be issued licenses, but in their wisdom, the creeps in Raleigh have decreed that the licenses for these new drivers will be pink and carry such wording as “No legal status.” Pretty soon they’ll push through fracking for what is, at best, a few years of natural gas but at great risk of polluting our ground water. They are just a bunch of redneck nuts. A gracious, caring Lord must be turning the other way as he watches this horde of goofs. We get what we deserve.  And trust me, we are getting it but good.

This cohabitation situation is taking some getting used to. Not that it is bad in any way, it’s just different after all these years of living alone. More laundry, more groceries, getting in each other’s way, quiet beefing about what TV shows to watch. In particular it has exposed my shoddy storage habits since I really don’t have that much of anything, and neither does she. We just need places to put stuff, and for the first time there are actually material goods up in the attic. But we’ll get used to it. It is just a different dynamic.

Reid, that was such a surprise and so cool to get your photo this morning of fresh baked breakfast bread

Reid's kitchen counter in Chicago shows some freshly baked 'breakfast bread' - a throwback to the days when I'd bake these loaves when he and his sis were way younger. I'm glad he's picked up baking skills because those will serve him well. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, and while there are some aspects of life where he might wish the round fruit would roll a bit further away, this isn't one of them.

Reid’s kitchen counter in Chicago shows some freshly baked ‘breakfast bread’ – a throwback to the days when I’d bake these loaves when he and his sis were way younger. I’m glad he’s picked up baking skills because those will serve him well. The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, and while there are some aspects of life where he might wish the round fruit would roll a bit further away, this isn’t one of them.

on the kitchen counter. Liz had to love it. Great way to kick off the morning. That is a chip off the old block. You have beaten me to the punch since there is a non-Dave instigated moratorium of sorts on anything carb-related in the house which mainly means no bread’. But this Saturday I will be all over that recipe. You should try that easy French bread that you had a lot when you were kids. Basically two cups of warm-ish water, a couple tablespoons of honey, a heaping tablespoon of yeast, 6-7 cups of flour, knead for 15 mins., let it rise an hour, form into loaves then rise another half hour (don’t you have a French loaf pan???)  and bake in a cold oven at 400F for 30-40 mins. You can brush egg white on to give the loaves a shine. Have the butter ready because that is good eatin’.

They were out surveying out back in the woods the other day, and that can’t mean anything good. I should have asked what they were up to but I didn’t and now I’m kicking myself. My guess is an expansion of the units behind us which would be a travesty because it would remove the woods which totally screen us from the development on the other side of the watershed. We love it because the birds can beat a hasty retreat from the feeder when they see our ugly mugs in the window. Can’t stand the thought of more development back there. I dunno, maybe they were just checking property lines. We can only hope so.

Well, now that I have the house to myself this morning the peace and quiet have returned. It will get a little more crowded at about 5:45 or 6:00, and that’s just fine, too.

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2 responses to “This horde of goofs…

  1. mort

    Dave – Nice pic of you, Ellen and the gorgeous little grandbaby. Despite the politicians, happiness exists – one hug at a time.

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