by Molly Jo Realy @MollyJoRealy
Last week it was cloudy. Windy. A bit rainy. And, yup. A carnival came to town. Did I go? Puh-leese. Do ducks eat hippopotamus? Of course not. I’m all for a good scare, but on my own terms. I certainly don’t need my own version of Something Wicked This Way Comes.
But all y’all know I love thriller suspense and ghost stories, yah? I’m not talking those icky, gory, demon-possessed movies, although I wouldn’t mind seeing Stephen King’s IT before it leaves theatres. [Note to self: buy movie ticket for friends. There’s safety in … read the rest. . .
I just filled out my ballot. I’m an absentee voter. It helps, because I don’t have to face long lines and crowded rooms (neither of which agree with me unless it’s at Disneyland).
It will go in the mail tomorrow, to be delivered in a timely manner to the Registrar of Voters.
You’ve heard me say it a lot. In fact, if you’re around any of my family lately, you’ve heard us all say it. A lot.
America is at a crossroads right now. It’s not just differing opinions. Politics are getting uglier and more conniving. I’m not talking … read the rest. . .
The debates are over. In two weeks, America will chose a President. Will he be the same one we’ve had for four years, or someone new?
The polls are neck-and-neck on this one. Every day sees a slight change for this, a small hope for that.
Contests and conversations are everywhere. Jet-Blu is offering free flights if your candidate doesn’t win. 7-Eleven is running their “7-Election” coffee campaign. Front yards, wire poles, and every print ad in America right now seems to have an opinion.
There is no perfect candidate. There is no one person who will come in and … read the rest. . .