Stripes on Blu-Ray=awesome.
Open Thread
Cold, rainy, crappy day here today. Everything is starting to take on the prolonged brown of late fall and winter that makes me break out my light box for four or five months so I don’t hang myself in the basement.
Got the lady friend hopelessly addicted to Boardwalk Empire, and she spent the last 48 hours watching episodes. I made a meatloaf, but the store was basically wiped out and looked like a Soviet era commisary as everyone rushed to stock up for the next week of storms. Instead of pork, veal, and ground beef, I had to use ground lamb and ground beef. Mashed potatoes and peas on the side. It turned out pretty good, and I may start using ground lamb instead of veal in the future.
Think I am going to waste away the night watching some boxing on HBO. BTW, RIP Emanuel Steward.
Saturday Evening Open Thread: Storm Warnings
(Ben Sargent via GoComics.com)
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Here’s hoping that Frankenstorm Sandy, if she must live up to her publicity, at least has the decency to move along expeditiously. An acquaintance was predicting that if her town officially cancels trick-or-treating for the second year in a row, parents are going to be very very very displeased with the local officials….
But there is a thread of a thin silver lining, according to NYMag:
…Mitt Romney — who was scheduled to do three appearances in Virginia on Sunday — has been re-routed to Ohio. President Obama is planning on leaving D.C. for Florida early on Sunday, well before the brunt of the storm is expected to hit Washington. Politics might well take a back seat to the storm for the next few days, with many television stations expected to bump political ads for more live coverage of Sandy’s approach and impact.
How’s everyone’s storm preps / Halloween party planning moving along?
(Keep in mind, those of you outside the Sandy zone, sooner or later there will be a hurricane or a tornado or a tsunami or a volcano eruption or a plague of boiling frogs in your neighborhood, and the Juicer community has long memories for mockery.)
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Working for the weekend
What’s your favorite “working for the weekend”, glad-the-work-week’s-over type song?
I’ll go with “All Down The Line” (I watch the live version at the link at least once a week) and “Remix To Ignition“. I know the latter is dumb and that R Kelly is a pervert, but I still like it.
Also talk about whatever you like and don’t forget to tip the metrosexual Kenyan usurper.
I Voted
We had to run though a gauntlet of anti-Obama sign wavers to get to our cow pasture library polling place. There was this dude:
And this dude:
Plus there was a scrum of elderly ladies with homemade signs bearing slogans like “Women for Romney” and “Outsource Obama.” My husband waved (he’s a total DFH — he was just goofing with them), and they all started huzzahing and waving the signs harder, so I gave them the thumbs-down (couldn’t help myself).
One old snowbird (I can spot ’em a mile away) yelled, “GO HOME!” at me. I thought, “Go home yourself, lady. My fucking GREAT-GREAT GRANDFATHER was born in Florida.” But I don’t really mean that; if it weren’t for the snowbirds, Florida would be Alabama with a longer coast line.
Anyhoo, it’s impossible to get a read on anything from one visit to one polling station, but there was definitely a “let’s put the WHITE back in White House” vibe there and a pretty long line that was 90% age 60 and up and white. I stand by the prediction I made the other day: President Obama will lose Florida this time around but win the election in a nail-biter.
Just after hubby and I got home, two women from OFA stopped by on their GOTV rounds. I talked to them about what I’d seen at the polling station, and we all agreed this would be a tough year, but they said the enthusiasm they’ve met from fellow Dems has been encouraging. I’ll be knocking on doors with them next weekend.
Duhhhh-aisy & Random Thoughts (Open Thread)
Despite the slack-jawed pose above, Daisy Mayhem is a highly intelligent animal. It’s just that when she sees reflected light on the wall (or, FSM forbid, a laser pointer beam), her brain shrivels to the size of a lentil, and all she can think to do is stare and then pounce.
I’m off to vote for President Obama in a few minutes; today is the first day of early voting in Florida. I’m kind of out in the boonies, and our early voting polling place is a library surrounded by cow pastures. It’s usually not very crowded, but it was jam-packed on Election Day in 2008.
From what I read on Mememorandum, it looks like some folks are starting to entertain the possibility that President Obama will win the election via the Electoral College and lose the popular vote. In a way, that would be poetic justice, and we could spend days here swapping recipes featuring bitter wingnut tears. But it’s not the outcome I want to see.
I hope President Obama crushes Romney like a rotten walnut — and not just because I don’t want to see us return to a policy of shoveling goodies to plutocrats in hopes that a few crumbs will fall off their table for the rest of us. I hope Mr. Obama wins big because Romney is the most shameless liar to ever credibly aspire to the presidency, at least in my lifetime.
That a champion prevaricator and spinning weathercock like Romney is even within striking distance is a shameful indictment of the state of our national politics and media. I entertained similar notions when Bush won in 2004 after it was clear he’d hoodwinked us into a war on false pretenses, but there was a “let’s not change Horsemen in mid-apocalypse” vibe back then.
There’s no excuse now. So off to vote I go.
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Bad Storm Rising
Watched the remaining leaves turn upside down, the temperature has dropped about 3 degrees an hour since 7pm, and my shoulder is killing me. We’re about to get hit hard.
Glad I got all the leaves bagged and a final lawn mowing and weed-eating done. I think this is going to be a long tough winter. I can’t explain why, but it just feels like it is going to be bad this year. I’m sure those of you who have lived in the same place for decades know what I mean. You can just tell when it is going to be worse than normal.
Or maybe not, and I am full of shit. For now, I am betting on a really, really bad winter that is going to hit quick and stay for a while.