shot and spent

I don't know if anyone else is feeling it but the post election hangover is definitely on. After a year of teeth gnashing and rabid screaming, it's evidently time to have a glass of warm milk and play nice. Ain't a lot of energy left in the tank. The administration is going to see how much they can deliver to big business (or at least the big business that has managed to survive) in the last month of it's tenure and someone will hopefully pick up the pieces and broken parts.

Unfortunately we lost another 240,000 jobs in October and that giant sucking sound is the American economy spiraling down the porcelain vortex. I am feeling it, lawdy, lawdy, oh yeah at this show in San Francisco. My previously impenetrable perch is now teetering with full view of the abyss on the horizon line - but I've been there before and will suck it up and make it work thanks to some very dear loyal clients and customers. Thank you.

Any way, my bellicosity meter should be muted for a while, more cute animal stories, music and filler. Maybe back to writing some more fiction or mosaic fiction on the blog. We left the last one in some bleak outpost in the middle of the god forsaken desert and I don't think that they can be rescued but that's what happens when you grind your sausage in a public venue.

Fillmore tells me that there's already an Impeach Obama web site...So much for the honeymoon. I had an interesting conversation with a right wing buddy in Arizona who told me that it was his opinion that the left was harder on Bush than they were on Clinton. I disagree - seem to remember continuing investigation, Ken Starr, Whitewater, Monica, etc., etc.. It did seem that that anger was more of a manufacture by the GOP and talk radio than the anti Bush ire, which seemed more organic and populist if that makes any sense? Guess it's all about whose ox is getting gored.

Anyway less politics, more feel good and lets all stay out of the breadlines.

Robert