Tag: harris 2024

The Polls are Closed

It is after 8:00pm here in Massachusetts. 8:08pm to be exact.

That means the polls are closed. The voting in this year’s federal election has come to an end for my state.

I forget what year it was… 1992? 1996? I worked at the polls that year. My parents worked at the polls almost every year. My father, the super accountant, ran the ballot counting in our district. My mother was a ballot counter. For that one election, whichever year it was, my sister and I worked as ballot counters too. I was proud to do it. Hell, I was honored to do it.

I’m thinking about the folks doing those jobs now and I am feeling for them in a major way. I’ve heard of bomb threats and intimidation tactics in some battleground states. Because that’s what happens when you put a convicted felon and his nazi cult at the head of one of your two political parties. Stay safe out there, poll workers. Thank you for all of your hard work. Count those votes, and may the best woman win.

Symbolism

I just have to remember to take it in when the sun goes down because you don’t fly a US flag in the dark unless it has a spot light on it. Unfortunately, daylight savings time is over so sunset is at like 4:00 now. Ugh.

66/365

Election Fears Continued

I want to say that there is no way the fascist piece of orange shit could ever win the election tomorrow because a vote for him is effectively an act of violence against women. The women of the United States will never let that stand, and they will vote for Harris en masse which will lead to a landslide victory and an epic, historic humiliation for that nazi fuck. No woman in her right mind would ever vote for this sexist, abusive, abuser slime, right?

Then I remember that I said exactly the same thing in 2016 and the scum bag won.

I am absolutely terrified for the future of my country right now. I can’t even put the existential dread into words. Please don’t vote for that nazi fucker. Harris/Walz 2024. Please. Do the right thing.

Election Paranoia

So tomorrow is election day in the USofA. We’ve been talking about it and stressing about it and being completely messed up about it for about two years now.

I’ve already voted. It doesn’t matter. I am totally paranoid about tomorrow. So much so that I think I am afraid to leave the house. I should work from the office, but I seriously do not want to go outside at all.

The last time the nazi running as a republican lost an election he tried to overthrow the government. Vice President Harris could win in an unprecedented landslide and that nazi fuck is still not going to accept defeat, and he will mobilize his cult again, and maybe they’ll pull it off this time.

Even worse, our country is so fucked up that there is an actual decent chance that the convicted felon could actually win. What the fuck is wrong with us?

Yeah… I am not leaving the house tomorrow… I don’t want to try my luck.

Goal Within Goal Within Goal

So I am doing this 50 songs in 90 days challenge thing. If you have spent more than two seconds on this little pagey page you might have seen me post something about it.

July 4 through October 1. 90 days. Three calendar months. I also have a personal sub-goal along with the 50 songs thing. It’s to do an RPM Challenge style album in each of the three months. That’s either 10 songs written entirely within the calendar month, or 35 minutes of music. In July I somehow, magically, ended up with 20 songs. In August I only managed 14. Those combined with a few songs that were started in one month and finished in another had me at 42 songs on September 1st. That means that in order to finish the album in a month for September I have to get to 52 songs. Okay. I can do that.

I have a third goal now. It’s a mini-goal based on the three times in the past that I have completed the 50 songs in 90 days challenge. The first time was 2014. I ended the 90 days with exactly 50 songs finished. There was a 51st song but I never finished it. I still haven’t. The next time I completed the challenge was in 2020. I finished with 51 songs. Suck it, 2014! I beat you by one! The next time I pulled it off was 2021. I finished with 52 songs. Victory is mine, once again! 2021 rules, 2020 drools!

That leads me to this year’s goal within a goal within a goal. This year I want to get to 53. 50 songs completes the main challenge. 52 will give me the secondary challenge. 53 will give me the third challenge. I have 40 songs complete right now and nine more in progress. I have to finish those nine and then add four more.

I can do it. I think. Yeah, I can do it.

But first… it’s bed time.

PS: Still not watching the debate, but social media (which I know is an echo chamber based on my personal political beliefs and all) is hinting that Vice President Harris is effectively mopping the floor with the fascist fucker’s Nixon-esque flop sweat. Sounds epic.

Debate

Tonight is Presidential Debate night here in the USA. I am not watching.

Any time I see that fascist piece of dog shit I want to punch something as hard as I can and I really don’t want to cause any damage around the house tonight.

Fuck that fascist asshole. I hope Vice President Harris verbally kicks his ass all the way back to the stone age from whence he came. Prick.