The husband comes running out of the shower this morning, once again predicting gloom and doom come the November election.
McCain had just announced his VP pick: Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin.
"See, I told you Obama should have picked Hillary. I knew McCain was going to pick a woman, and Obama is going to lose the election."
So as I'm mumbling over my computer that I think he's wrong and to leave me alone--typical morning conversation in our home--I come across the video I posted above.
If these are true Hillary supporters pissed about Hillary not getting the nomination or not getting VP, then they should please, please, vote for McCain, become a Republican ... and stay far, far away ... nut jobs.
Actually, I was thinking about locking the husband in a room with them just to see him leave screaming, "You're right... you're right."
While I admit I’m not always right, I like being right.
While this election is historic in many ways, it has been one strange trip (locally as well). I understand friends who don't care about politics. There isn't a place for them in this crap, they insist. They don't vote. They don't think their vote is counted, or that in reality, these politicians don't make a difference in our lives. They see that the line between Republican and Democrat is blurry lately, pretty blurry (just think about all those Democrats in office who voted for the war-- when many of us thought they were crazy and didn’t see any clear evidence of WMD).
At times I think they are right. But my family has always enjoyed politics and believed that certain candidates could make a difference in their lives. I grew up watching the Democratic National Convention. The show and pace, those crazy hats, faces crying as the candidates and other pols speak--I loved it all.
But there's one thing I really missed this year--I missed not having roll call. I missed the disorganized spectacle with all the state signs and different people yelling into the microphone on the floor. "The Great and Growing-Dryer State of Arizona ... home of Janet ... home of those Wildcat Devils ... home of mutant cacti and crazy politicians ... home of border crimes and border injustice ... proudly nominates ..."
I missed that.
I'm also not scared of Palin, but, sure, as I told the husband to go to the other side of the house and leave for work, I wondered.
Could he be right?
Pima County Supervisor Sharon Bronson (in office the past 12 years) and her challenger, Donna Branch-Gilby (former vice-chair in the Arizona State Democratic Party), are doing one more debate before the Sept. 2 Democratic primary.
While these ladies often agree on the lovely Sonoran Desert Conservation Plan, they have a few differences in how they plan on getting us through this next period in Tucson desert life. (Hey, I spent an hour yesterday talking with UA Prof. Guy McPherson, so I'm thinking the next decade may not be so swell unless we really get our asses in gear.)
Anywhoo, you can hear Bronson and Branch-Gilby give their pitch one more time on why they should be the next supervisor of District 3--tomorrow, Saturday, Aug. 30, at 1 p.m. at the El Rio Neighborhood Center, 1390 W. Speedway Blvd. The event is sponsored by The League of Women Voters and the Tucson Mountains Association.
So go forth Tucson - one more time, before Sept. 2.
This just in: David Duchovny is in rehab for sex addiction. Now, this isn't the first time Mr. X-Files has done 28 days for just loving the S-E-X a little too much.
I would say most people like sex. And then I guess there's a whole other group of people out there who really, really like sex.
The Mayo Clinic identifies characteristics of the sex addict as "an overwhelming need for sex ... so intensely preoccupied with this need that it interferes with your job and your relationships. ... You may spend inordinate amounts of time in sexually related activities and neglect important aspects of your day-to-day life in social, occupational and recreational areas. You may find yourself failing repeatedly at attempts to reduce or control your sexual activities or desires."
Short of joining a monastary, what's a guy or gal like David Duchovny supposed to do? Castration? Hormones? A C-Belt where only Tea has the key? Or go to rehab every 10 years?
On Tuesday, we forgot to thank Alice Paul for the 19th Amendment and helping women get the right to vote. Seems like we've always had that right (even when certain disparities remain regarding wages and workplace attitudes). But what a great way to celebrate the 88th anniversary of the 19th Amendment than with a School House Rock video:
Or give Alice Paul some love, and rent Iron Jawed Angels.
A friend sent a link to this site recently. The idea of wacky, crazy condoms is cool and all, but I'm just not sure I want music playing when ... you know, especially music that sounds like it comes from a digital greeting card. (Isn't Jill Scott playing on the stereo enough now days?)
Or are these just destined to be sold at Spencer's along with black lights and over the hill novelty items?
The new issue of the Weekly is here! Yay!
Feel free to comment on its contents here.
And feel free to revel in this week's YouTube Ask a Mexican, too.
I finally caught Gonzo over the weekend at the Loft Cinema. Great portrait of the legendary Dr. Thompson. It was a little disturbing to see the parallels between his time and ours, especially when it comes to the ’72 election.
See it while you can. Our inside man at the Loft tells us the run will probably end this Thursday.
Also this week at the Loft, as part of the United Artists 90th anniversary celebration: Connery as Bond in Goldfinger. How can you not go see that?
This announcement arrived too late for last week's Noshing Around column:
For you downtowners, Chris' Cafe in La Placita Village is celebrating its sixth anniversary this week.
As a thank you for your support, customers who buy a sub sandwich get a free beverage. Customers who buy a salad or lunch plate, get a free cup of soup.
Also there will be complimentary sweet treats and drawings for free lunches.
Congratulations to Chris Early and her staff for six years of business.
Chris' Cafe is open Tuesday through Sunday from 9 a.m. to 3 p.m. at 110 S. Church St., 882-9050.