I was on the phone with my brilliant brother when he said to me do not click on the link in the poster. Link? what link? The conversation went just like this: BROTHER: Remember that video I sent you with all the dumb people? ME: Yeah. BROTHER: Well this guy made an incredible poster and
A week from today we’ll all be doing the same thing. We will all be watching as Barack Obama is inaugurated into office. The folks at Quaker (which reminds me I have a story to tell about Quaker summer camp… it’s funny and PG13) have kindly offered to cater an Oatmeal Bar for ten hungry
I voted against my own best interests. I am going to beg the Republican Party to get their shit together and give us a viable candidate in 4 years.
I can’t do it. I can’t vote for a Presidential team (because that’s what John McCain and Sarah Palin are) that doesn’t have the courage to say, “we’re not going to be hateful.” I can’t bring myself to be a part of the party that would not vote for a man because of his father’s