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Savor This Day

Tuesday, Jan. 20, 2009 - 12:52 a.m.

I've been trying to think of something profound to say today in honor of the history that is being made.

Can't think of a thing. People who are better than I am have written more, and frankly, I'm just on this side of being burned out by it all.

For some reason I keep thinking of thirty years ago when Skylab was re-entering Earth's atmosphere and we were all waiting to see where the debris was going to land.

Also, this time of the month, I really can't write properly, or interact with humans, either, for that matter.

Poor John. The other day I said "Okay, I'm gonna say this once. My uterus feels like it's been hit by a truck, and I'm warning you not to talk to me except when you throw Snicker bars in my direction, because everything you say or do will be completely wrong."

John kind of looked up and said "Oh, okay, sure hon! Thanks for telling me!" and turned back to his fanzine work.

This man rolls with the changes, mm hmm he surely does.

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Dick Cheney has put himself in a wheelchair with a sprung back from lifting heavy boxes.

Why didn't he just send for Hillary Clinton for help?

She made boxes appear and disappear instantly!

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John's back to work today. I'm thinking it's going to be largely a screwoff day for the nation at large.

But John assures me that his inbox doesn't grok 'screwoff'.

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Old Buddy Dave sent me a ping yesterday afternoon.

He informed me that he had just retrieved my toothbrush from the middle of the living room carpet, where he found Solange playing with it.

So, I guess that household now has a brand new little scrubby brush.

Dave, thanks for telling me. You could have gotten away with not doing so. Heh.

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Okay. Have a good Tuesday.

Savor this day.

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UPDATE: 8:37am p / 11:37am e
If you haven't already decided which news feed to watch, I've just had a look around the dial, and I heartily recommend C-SPAN. It's got the least narration and dancing baloney, which is how I like it.

Okay I'm going for real this time.

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