Four days

This was the best find two days ago. I was, and continue to be, Maude. Without apology, but with appreciation for relocating cats and teaching pigeons to shit on pedestrians (of certain stripes).

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I feel this is 100% true.

I feel this is 100% true.

Meanwhile, Mom and Dad are about 50% moved into their darling rental home, have flown back to Louisiana to vote proudly for Biden/Harris, and are really such troopers.

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Jack and Ol are eager for Halloween; both are participating in our neighborhood’s socially-distant, individually-wrapped-treat festivities tomorrow. After angstily detailing my kitchen cabinets today, bringing Mom and Dad to the airport, getting Ol off to school for the first time since March 13, and angstily detailing the interior of my fridge, I began obsessively, perhaps angstily, creating a bespoke Han Solo a la Solo belt and holster for Ol to wear for Halloween tomorrow. He is, as you have surmised, going as Han Solo from Solo: a Star Wars story. Jack is some character from some video game and it involves a suit and a mustache and a bullet-proof vest. #IDon’tKnow

Anyway, I guess I just needed more to obsess about as my NC voter hotline shifts got canceled (so many volunteers! yay!), so I ordered random shit from Michael’s for curbside pick-up and then got busy. I am extremely pleased so far as I really cannot even sew a new button onto anything that is then worn.

the real deal, my attempt

the real deal, my attempt

Tomorrow I will add snaps and figure out how to fully attach the holster to the belt and so forth, but it’s all leather and hand-sewn so I imagine it’ll last at least until next Halloween. Fingers crossed.

VOTE LIKE YOUR MOTHER EFFING LIVES DEPEND ON IT BECAUSE THEY DO! VOTE BLUE ALL THE WAY UP AND DOWN THE TICKET. THROW THE GOP BUMS OUT. WE GOTTA BURN THIS SHIT DOWN AND START FRESH, Y’ALL.

Thank you for coming to my TED talk.

(Can you even imagine what it would be like to sleep well and read books -actually read them- and not be freaking out all the time? I am losing the sense of what that would be like, so again, VOTE BLUE!)

17 Oct 2020: To and fro, and 16 days to go

Yesterday morning at the crack of dawn, I flew to Atlanta to meet up with Dad. We visited with my almost-94-year-old grandmother for a few hours and then got in Dad’s car which was hitched to a Uhaul and started the drive back up to Maryland.

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We made it to Raleigh last night just after 8, and into Chevy Chase this afternoon around 2:30. Dad was hellbent on making it back in time to return the Uhaul and watch the Georgia-Alabama game, and I’m glad we will ultimately accomplish both. That said, I admit to being a bit tuckered out right now, y’all. And so sad I couldn’t march in DC this morning.

In any case, 16 days until the election! When you read this, it’ll be 15. I have finished my election judge training and will be working 11/3 from 6a-10:30p. My only dismay about that is that I have to leave my phone in my car so will have no idea how anything is going until I leave the polling center that night. I’ll do some more phone banking and vibe-sending but feel I’ve done my part. And I guess that’s all I can do, or could have done.

Hope y’all are well.

9 Oct 20: good grief

In short:

yes, another hurricane is battering Louisiana; the Lake Charles mayor ordered everyone to evacuate; Mom and Dad left for Houston on Thursday, and the normally 2.5 hour drive took them 8.5 hours;

their house couldn’t get much more destroyed, so at least there’s not nearly as much to worry about as last time;

does anyone at the White House NOT have covid?

until we have two fact-based candidates for any political seat, can we ban all debates?

in the meantime:

yes you did because…

yes you did because…

neither could we!

neither could we!