Tag: harris for president

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

Flags

It is election day today. Here’s hoping we do away with the fascist prick once and for all. I am seriously looking forward to never having to see or hear him ever again. Cross your fingers, non-cult members. Today could be the day that we start being able to ignore that mother fucker.

I want to hang our flag today. I haven’t put it up since Biden’s inauguration day. Today seems like a good day to bring it back, but the forecast this morning calls for rain and flag etiquette dictates that you do not fly the US flag in the rain. The weather looks okay this afternoon. Maybe I’ll put it up after lunch. We’ll see.

Today could be the first day of a fascism free America. Do the right thing, people. Get out and vote for Kamala Harris. It’s the right thing to do*.

*It took every ounce of my being to not turn that into a Wilford Brimley quote from those old commercials and actually write “It’s the right thing to do and a tasty way to do it.” Were those oatmeal commercials? I can remember the slogan, but not the product and somehow that pleases me to no end.

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.

When?

I want to vote tomorrow morning before work, if I can. The early voting polls open at 8:00am. I think I can pull it off. I’m hoping my wife can go with me. If she can’t then it won’t be Friday because of work, or Saturday because of travel, so Sunday?

I won’t be able to play any guitar before work tomorrow if we go to vote. Friday might work. Saturday is highly unlikely. Sunday? Maybe. We’ll have to see.

I took these this morning after finishing my exercise for the day. I thought I might use one for the photo a day thing, but I went with a cat pic from the previous post.

Guitar noodling on Friday. Two days from now. Make it so.

Monday

Two thoughts on baseball. First, the Dodgers won the National League Pennant. Better the Dodgers (who aren’t from New York but used to be) than the Mets (who actually are from New York). When I was a kid there was a stretch of time where the World Series was the fucking Yankees vs the Dodgers over and over again. I just googled it and it was really only twice, 1978 and 1981. They met in 1977 too but that was before I started following the game. Whatever, it feels like the two teams have met in the World Series 10000 times.

Suffice to say that I am totally rooting for the Dodgers even though I really, really hate them. As much as I hate them, I don’t hate them nearly as much as I hate the fucking Yankees. There is no team in the sporting universe that I hate as much as I hate the fucking Yankees. My big question though is why the hell is Major League baseball waiting until Friday to start the series? The match up was set on Sunday and we’re not playing a game until Friday? Is the goal to make sure all of America forgets about baseball completely? Friday? Really?

Super subject change. It is October 21st. Early voting in Massachusetts started two days ago, on October 19th. I have not voted yet. I am hoping to get to it tomorrow (Tuesday). If not it will probably Thursday, or maybe over the weekend. If you live in Massachusetts, maybe you’ll join me in voting early. It’s fun and it takes some of the pressure off, even if the pressure doesn’t really exist and is only in your (my) head due to the whole fascist threat to democracy thing.

Vote.

Vote Blue.

Vote for Harris.

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.