According to Monica, Thursdays are Haiku Days, though you'll note she did not actually post a haiku today (5 Cats Shy). I hope this isn't some sort of blogger joke at my expense...
Since it's 9:40 pm and I just got home wet and cold from a kickball game in the rain, I've decided to follow Monica's fake lead and compose a haiku. Um... About... Let's see.............. Well, I'm just going to wing it. And I'd LOVE if all of you commented with your own haikus!
Last night of kickball
Rain and mud plus swampy fields
Thank goodness for beer
Well, that just brings a tear to the eye, doesn't it?? This poetry thing just isn't so hard. Wonder why all those goth teen girls are so tortured about it all...? Must be the hormones.
Anyhoo, a return to...Your Daily Moment of Schmidt. It seemed crass to post anything yesterday. What with that BIG. HONKIN'. LOSS. !!!!!!! :)
Daily Moment of Schmidt:
Dickipedia: Steve Schmidt
Thanks to Lauren for the link!
Hi Mrs. Schmidt!
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Yes We Can
I'm guessing this is the only way I can get my mother, who has been boycotting elections for twenty years, to participate albeit tenuously in our democracy. Maybe if she reads this, it will remind her of how she raised me -- to be compassionate, to not judge people by the color of their skin, to act when others stand by, to fight for what I believe in. Maybe after reading this, she'll put her cynicism aside for a second or two. And maybe her heart will grow three sizes this day.
Herewith, the acceptance speech of the 44th President of the United States, Barack Obama:
“Hello, Chicago.
“If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible, who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time, who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer.
“It’s the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and churches in numbers this nation has never seen, by people who waited three hours and four hours, many for the first time in their lives, because they believed that this time must be different, that their voices could be that difference.
“It’s the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Hispanic, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled, Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been just a collection of individuals or a collection of red states and blue states.
“We are, and always will be, the United States of America.
“It’s the answer that led those who’ve been told for so long by so many to be cynical and fearful and doubtful about what we can achieve to put their hands on the arc of history and bend it once more toward the hope of a better day.
“It’s been a long time coming, but tonight, because of what we did on this date in this election at this defining moment, change has come to America.
“A little bit earlier this evening, I received an extraordinarily gracious call from Senator McCain.
“Senator McCain fought long and hard in this campaign. And he’s fought even longer and harder for the country that he loves. He has endured sacrifices for America that most of us cannot begin to imagine. We are better off for the service rendered by this brave and selfless leader.
“I congratulate him; I congratulate Governor Palin for all that they’ve achieved. And I look forward to working with them to renew this nation’s promise in the months ahead.
“I want to thank my partner in this journey, a man who campaigned from his heart, and spoke for the men and women he grew up with on the streets of Scranton and rode with on the train home to Delaware, the vice president-elect of the United States, Joe Biden.
“And I would not be standing here tonight without the unyielding support of my best friend for the last 16 years, the rock of our family, the love of my life, the nation’s next first lady Michelle Obama.
“Sasha and Malia I love you both more than you can imagine. And you have earned the new puppy that’s coming with us to the new White House.
“And while she’s no longer with us, I know my grandmother’s watching, along with the family that made me who I am. I miss them tonight. I know that my debt to them is beyond measure.
“To my sister Maya, my sister Alma, all my other brothers and sisters, thank you so much for all the support that you’ve given me. I am grateful to them.
“And to my campaign manager, David Plouffe, the unsung hero of this campaign, who built the best — the best political campaign, I think, in the history of the United States of America.
“To my chief strategist David Axelrod who’s been a partner with me every step of the way. To the best campaign team ever assembled in the history of politics, you made this happen and I am forever grateful for what you’ve sacrificed to get it done.
“But above all, I will never forget who this victory truly belongs to. It belongs to you. It belongs to you.
“I was never the likeliest candidate for this office.
“We didn’t start with much money or many endorsements.
“Our campaign was not hatched in the halls of Washington. It began in the backyards of Des Moines and the living rooms of Concord and the front porches of Charleston.
“It was built by working men and women who dug into what little savings they had to give 5 and 10 and 20 to the cause.
“It grew strength from the young people who rejected the myth of their generation’s apathy, who left their homes and their families for jobs that offered little pay and less sleep.
“It drew strength from the not-so-young people who braved the bitter cold and scorching heat to knock on doors of perfect strangers, and from the millions of Americans who volunteered and organised and proved that more than two centuries later a government of the people, by the people, and for the people has not perished from the Earth.
“This is your victory.
“And I know you didn’t do this just to win an election. And I know you didn’t do it for me.
“You did it because you understand the enormity of the task that lies ahead. For even as we celebrate tonight, we know the challenges that tomorrow will bring are the greatest of our lifetime — two wars, a planet in peril, the worst financial crisis in a century.
“Even as we stand here tonight, we know there are brave Americans waking up in the deserts of Iraq and the mountains of Afghanistan to risk their lives for us.
“There are mothers and fathers who will lie awake after the children fall asleep and wonder how they’ll make the mortgage or pay their doctors’ bills or save enough for their child’s college education.
“There’s new energy to harness, new jobs to be created, new schools to build, and threats to meet, alliances to repair.
“The road ahead will be long. Our climb will be steep. We may not get there in one year or even in one term. But, America, I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there.
“I promise you, we as a people will get there.
“There will be setbacks and false starts. There are many who won’t agree with every decision or policy I make as president. And we know the government can’t solve every problem.
“But I will always be honest with you about the challenges we face. I will listen to you, especially when we disagree. And, above all, I will ask you to join in the work of remaking this nation, the only way it’s been done in America for 221 years — block by block, brick by brick, calloused hand by calloused hand.
“What began 21 months ago in the depths of winter cannot end on this autumn night.
“This victory alone is not the change we seek. It is only the chance for us to make that change. And that cannot happen if we go back to the way things were.
“It can’t happen without you, without a new spirit of service, a new spirit of sacrifice.
“So let us summon a new spirit of patriotism, of responsibility, where each of us resolves to pitch in and work harder and look after not only ourselves but each other.
“Let us remember that, if this financial crisis taught us anything, it’s that we cannot have a thriving Wall Street while Main Street suffers.
“In this country, we rise or fall as one nation, as one people. Let’s resist the temptation to fall back on the same partisanship and pettiness and immaturity that has poisoned our politics for so long.
“Let’s remember that it was a man from this state who first carried the banner of the Republican Party to the White House, a party founded on the values of self-reliance and individual liberty and national unity.
“Those are values that we all share. And while the Democratic Party has won a great victory tonight, we do so with a measure of humility and determination to heal the divides that have held back our progress.
“As Lincoln said to a nation far more divided than ours, we are not enemies but friends. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection.
“And to those Americans whose support I have yet to earn, I may not have won your vote tonight, but I hear your voices. I need your help. And I will be your president, too.
“And to all those watching tonight from beyond our shores, from parliaments and palaces, to those who are huddled around radios in the forgotten corners of the world, our stories are singular, but our destiny is shared, and a new dawn of American leadership is at hand.
“To those — to those who would tear the world down: We will defeat you. To those who seek peace and security: We support you. And to all those who have wondered if America’s beacon still burns as bright: Tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity and unyielding hope.
“That’s the true genius of America: that America can change. Our union can be perfected. What we’ve already achieved gives us hope for what we can and must achieve tomorrow.
“This election had many firsts and many stories that will be told for generations. But one that’s on my mind tonight’s about a woman who cast her ballot in Atlanta. She’s a lot like the millions of others who stood in line to make their voice heard in this election except for one thing: Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old.
“She was born just a generation past slavery; a time when there were no cars on the road or planes in the sky; when someone like her couldn’t vote for two reasons — because she was a woman and because of the color of her skin.
“And tonight, I think about all that she’s seen throughout her century in America — the heartache and the hope; the struggle and the progress; the times we were told that we can’t, and the people who pressed on with that American creed: Yes we can.
“At a time when women’s voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes we can.
“When there was despair in the dust bowl and depression across the land, she saw a nation conquer fear itself with a New Deal, new jobs, a new sense of common purpose. Yes we can.
“When the bombs fell on our harbour and tyranny threatened the world, she was there to witness a generation rise to greatness and a democracy was saved. Yes we can.
“She was there for the buses in Montgomery, the hoses in Birmingham, a bridge in Selma, and a preacher from Atlanta who told a people that ‘We Shall Overcome’. Yes we can.
“A man touched down on the moon, a wall came down in Berlin, a world was connected by our own science and imagination.
“And this year, in this election, she touched her finger to a screen, and cast her vote, because after 106 years in America, through the best of times and the darkest of hours, she knows how America can change.
“Yes we can.
“America, we have come so far. We have seen so much. But there is so much more to do. So tonight, let us ask ourselves — if our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?
“This is our chance to answer that call. This is our moment.
“This is our time, to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth, that, out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope. And where we are met with cynicism and doubts and those who tell us that we can’t, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people: Yes, we can.
“Thank you. God bless you. And may God bless the United States of America.”
(Hi Mrs. Schmidt)
Herewith, the acceptance speech of the 44th President of the United States, Barack Obama:
“Hello, Chicago.
“If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible, who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time, who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer.
“It’s the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and churches in numbers this nation has never seen, by people who waited three hours and four hours, many for the first time in their lives, because they believed that this time must be different, that their voices could be that difference.
“It’s the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Hispanic, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled, Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been just a collection of individuals or a collection of red states and blue states.
“We are, and always will be, the United States of America.
“It’s the answer that led those who’ve been told for so long by so many to be cynical and fearful and doubtful about what we can achieve to put their hands on the arc of history and bend it once more toward the hope of a better day.
“It’s been a long time coming, but tonight, because of what we did on this date in this election at this defining moment, change has come to America.
“A little bit earlier this evening, I received an extraordinarily gracious call from Senator McCain.
“Senator McCain fought long and hard in this campaign. And he’s fought even longer and harder for the country that he loves. He has endured sacrifices for America that most of us cannot begin to imagine. We are better off for the service rendered by this brave and selfless leader.
“I congratulate him; I congratulate Governor Palin for all that they’ve achieved. And I look forward to working with them to renew this nation’s promise in the months ahead.
“I want to thank my partner in this journey, a man who campaigned from his heart, and spoke for the men and women he grew up with on the streets of Scranton and rode with on the train home to Delaware, the vice president-elect of the United States, Joe Biden.
“And I would not be standing here tonight without the unyielding support of my best friend for the last 16 years, the rock of our family, the love of my life, the nation’s next first lady Michelle Obama.
“Sasha and Malia I love you both more than you can imagine. And you have earned the new puppy that’s coming with us to the new White House.
“And while she’s no longer with us, I know my grandmother’s watching, along with the family that made me who I am. I miss them tonight. I know that my debt to them is beyond measure.
“To my sister Maya, my sister Alma, all my other brothers and sisters, thank you so much for all the support that you’ve given me. I am grateful to them.
“And to my campaign manager, David Plouffe, the unsung hero of this campaign, who built the best — the best political campaign, I think, in the history of the United States of America.
“To my chief strategist David Axelrod who’s been a partner with me every step of the way. To the best campaign team ever assembled in the history of politics, you made this happen and I am forever grateful for what you’ve sacrificed to get it done.
“But above all, I will never forget who this victory truly belongs to. It belongs to you. It belongs to you.
“I was never the likeliest candidate for this office.
“We didn’t start with much money or many endorsements.
“Our campaign was not hatched in the halls of Washington. It began in the backyards of Des Moines and the living rooms of Concord and the front porches of Charleston.
“It was built by working men and women who dug into what little savings they had to give 5 and 10 and 20 to the cause.
“It grew strength from the young people who rejected the myth of their generation’s apathy, who left their homes and their families for jobs that offered little pay and less sleep.
“It drew strength from the not-so-young people who braved the bitter cold and scorching heat to knock on doors of perfect strangers, and from the millions of Americans who volunteered and organised and proved that more than two centuries later a government of the people, by the people, and for the people has not perished from the Earth.
“This is your victory.
“And I know you didn’t do this just to win an election. And I know you didn’t do it for me.
“You did it because you understand the enormity of the task that lies ahead. For even as we celebrate tonight, we know the challenges that tomorrow will bring are the greatest of our lifetime — two wars, a planet in peril, the worst financial crisis in a century.
“Even as we stand here tonight, we know there are brave Americans waking up in the deserts of Iraq and the mountains of Afghanistan to risk their lives for us.
“There are mothers and fathers who will lie awake after the children fall asleep and wonder how they’ll make the mortgage or pay their doctors’ bills or save enough for their child’s college education.
“There’s new energy to harness, new jobs to be created, new schools to build, and threats to meet, alliances to repair.
“The road ahead will be long. Our climb will be steep. We may not get there in one year or even in one term. But, America, I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there.
“I promise you, we as a people will get there.
“There will be setbacks and false starts. There are many who won’t agree with every decision or policy I make as president. And we know the government can’t solve every problem.
“But I will always be honest with you about the challenges we face. I will listen to you, especially when we disagree. And, above all, I will ask you to join in the work of remaking this nation, the only way it’s been done in America for 221 years — block by block, brick by brick, calloused hand by calloused hand.
“What began 21 months ago in the depths of winter cannot end on this autumn night.
“This victory alone is not the change we seek. It is only the chance for us to make that change. And that cannot happen if we go back to the way things were.
“It can’t happen without you, without a new spirit of service, a new spirit of sacrifice.
“So let us summon a new spirit of patriotism, of responsibility, where each of us resolves to pitch in and work harder and look after not only ourselves but each other.
“Let us remember that, if this financial crisis taught us anything, it’s that we cannot have a thriving Wall Street while Main Street suffers.
“In this country, we rise or fall as one nation, as one people. Let’s resist the temptation to fall back on the same partisanship and pettiness and immaturity that has poisoned our politics for so long.
“Let’s remember that it was a man from this state who first carried the banner of the Republican Party to the White House, a party founded on the values of self-reliance and individual liberty and national unity.
“Those are values that we all share. And while the Democratic Party has won a great victory tonight, we do so with a measure of humility and determination to heal the divides that have held back our progress.
“As Lincoln said to a nation far more divided than ours, we are not enemies but friends. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection.
“And to those Americans whose support I have yet to earn, I may not have won your vote tonight, but I hear your voices. I need your help. And I will be your president, too.
“And to all those watching tonight from beyond our shores, from parliaments and palaces, to those who are huddled around radios in the forgotten corners of the world, our stories are singular, but our destiny is shared, and a new dawn of American leadership is at hand.
“To those — to those who would tear the world down: We will defeat you. To those who seek peace and security: We support you. And to all those who have wondered if America’s beacon still burns as bright: Tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity and unyielding hope.
“That’s the true genius of America: that America can change. Our union can be perfected. What we’ve already achieved gives us hope for what we can and must achieve tomorrow.
“This election had many firsts and many stories that will be told for generations. But one that’s on my mind tonight’s about a woman who cast her ballot in Atlanta. She’s a lot like the millions of others who stood in line to make their voice heard in this election except for one thing: Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old.
“She was born just a generation past slavery; a time when there were no cars on the road or planes in the sky; when someone like her couldn’t vote for two reasons — because she was a woman and because of the color of her skin.
“And tonight, I think about all that she’s seen throughout her century in America — the heartache and the hope; the struggle and the progress; the times we were told that we can’t, and the people who pressed on with that American creed: Yes we can.
“At a time when women’s voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes we can.
“When there was despair in the dust bowl and depression across the land, she saw a nation conquer fear itself with a New Deal, new jobs, a new sense of common purpose. Yes we can.
“When the bombs fell on our harbour and tyranny threatened the world, she was there to witness a generation rise to greatness and a democracy was saved. Yes we can.
“She was there for the buses in Montgomery, the hoses in Birmingham, a bridge in Selma, and a preacher from Atlanta who told a people that ‘We Shall Overcome’. Yes we can.
“A man touched down on the moon, a wall came down in Berlin, a world was connected by our own science and imagination.
“And this year, in this election, she touched her finger to a screen, and cast her vote, because after 106 years in America, through the best of times and the darkest of hours, she knows how America can change.
“Yes we can.
“America, we have come so far. We have seen so much. But there is so much more to do. So tonight, let us ask ourselves — if our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?
“This is our chance to answer that call. This is our moment.
“This is our time, to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth, that, out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope. And where we are met with cynicism and doubts and those who tell us that we can’t, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people: Yes, we can.
“Thank you. God bless you. And may God bless the United States of America.”
(Hi Mrs. Schmidt)
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Dear Mr. President
As long as we're all hanging out waiting to see who the next Leader of the Free World will be, I thought this would be a good chance for me to discuss a very important topic, one that's dear to my heart. And maybe, just maybe, the next President (Obama!) will be the man to answer my question.
Just what in the hell is wrong with Wendy's that they can't make a better french fry?? How freakin' difficult can it be?? Even before they had to eliminate trans fats, their french fries sucked ass. No matter what time you go there -- early afternoon, late afternoon, early evening, late evening...fourth meal -- those things are a soggy stick of grass-tasting disappointment. (If you ever wore mittens as a child and dug a hole in the ground and then stuck the mitten in your mouth, you know what "grassy" potatoes taste like). They're either salted too much or not salted at all. I just can't DEAL with it anymore!! They have fantastic hamburgers. They served white meat chicken back when serving actual chicken (see McDonald's recent ad campaign, "Now with 100% chicken!" WTF??) was not the industry standard. They have Frostys and introduced all sorts of healthy sides (salads, mandarin oranges, free yoga classes while you wait) and yet, they can't make a decent french fry!!
By the way, for any of you keeping track, this is not a complaint. And my "A Complaint Free World" bracelet actually snapped in two last week anyway. I am allowed to state a fact without it being a complaint. One can walk into a room and say, "It's hot in here," but one cannot say, "Jesus Christ, why the f*ck is it so freakin' hot in here?? I HATE when it's this hot! And you people are morons for not being hot!"
Likewise, I am allowed to point out that Wendy's french fries have always been as limp as Clay Aiken's penis in a room full of naked women.
What? Too easy? Beneath me?
I'm sorry. I know you deserve better but I'm tired...
I've been up since 4:30 am, stood in line in the rain for over an hour to vote for BARACK OBAMA! and then had to drive out to West Bumblef*ck to testify.
OK, that last part might have been a complaint. But I was happy to vote. And was relatively happy to stand in line to do so. I was just worried that I would have to leave before getting the chance to vote. I was actually thrilled to see so many people at the polls. And I'm such a big ol' goober that I got choked up with emotion as I turned in my 'check card' computer ballot. I hope others did too. Making history always brings a lump to my throat.
And now, your Daily Moment of Schmidt:
"The punditocracy's Seven Biggest Blunders of the 2008 election
(http://www.salon.com/news/feature/2008/10/23/campaign_myths/)
2) Steve Schmidt Is a Genius
When McCain took the lead after the GOP convention in many national polls, the immediate reaction was to lionize top strategist Steve Schmidt for imposing order and discipline on the unruly campaign. But, in truth, Schmidt's ascension probably only intensified a problem that has dogged McCain from the outset -- a focus on day-to-day tactics over long-term strategy and a coherent rationale for the campaign. McCain often dominated the daily news cycle, but failed to dominate the hearts and minds of voters. Many in the Obama campaign believe that the turning point in the race came when McCain dramatically suspended his campaign on the eve of the first debate in order to fly to Washington to join in the ineffectual dithering over the economic crisis. Schmidt's war-room mentality (he ran the rapid-response team for the Bush-Cheney campaign in 2004) may have been ill-suited for a political year when McCain needed a Big Idea to compete with Obama."
Uh......ya think??
Hi Mrs. Schmidt!
Just what in the hell is wrong with Wendy's that they can't make a better french fry?? How freakin' difficult can it be?? Even before they had to eliminate trans fats, their french fries sucked ass. No matter what time you go there -- early afternoon, late afternoon, early evening, late evening...fourth meal -- those things are a soggy stick of grass-tasting disappointment. (If you ever wore mittens as a child and dug a hole in the ground and then stuck the mitten in your mouth, you know what "grassy" potatoes taste like). They're either salted too much or not salted at all. I just can't DEAL with it anymore!! They have fantastic hamburgers. They served white meat chicken back when serving actual chicken (see McDonald's recent ad campaign, "Now with 100% chicken!" WTF??) was not the industry standard. They have Frostys and introduced all sorts of healthy sides (salads, mandarin oranges, free yoga classes while you wait) and yet, they can't make a decent french fry!!
By the way, for any of you keeping track, this is not a complaint. And my "A Complaint Free World" bracelet actually snapped in two last week anyway. I am allowed to state a fact without it being a complaint. One can walk into a room and say, "It's hot in here," but one cannot say, "Jesus Christ, why the f*ck is it so freakin' hot in here?? I HATE when it's this hot! And you people are morons for not being hot!"
Likewise, I am allowed to point out that Wendy's french fries have always been as limp as Clay Aiken's penis in a room full of naked women.
What? Too easy? Beneath me?
I'm sorry. I know you deserve better but I'm tired...
I've been up since 4:30 am, stood in line in the rain for over an hour to vote for BARACK OBAMA! and then had to drive out to West Bumblef*ck to testify.
OK, that last part might have been a complaint. But I was happy to vote. And was relatively happy to stand in line to do so. I was just worried that I would have to leave before getting the chance to vote. I was actually thrilled to see so many people at the polls. And I'm such a big ol' goober that I got choked up with emotion as I turned in my 'check card' computer ballot. I hope others did too. Making history always brings a lump to my throat.
And now, your Daily Moment of Schmidt:
"The punditocracy's Seven Biggest Blunders of the 2008 election
(http://www.salon.com/news/feature/2008/10/23/campaign_myths/)
2) Steve Schmidt Is a Genius
When McCain took the lead after the GOP convention in many national polls, the immediate reaction was to lionize top strategist Steve Schmidt for imposing order and discipline on the unruly campaign. But, in truth, Schmidt's ascension probably only intensified a problem that has dogged McCain from the outset -- a focus on day-to-day tactics over long-term strategy and a coherent rationale for the campaign. McCain often dominated the daily news cycle, but failed to dominate the hearts and minds of voters. Many in the Obama campaign believe that the turning point in the race came when McCain dramatically suspended his campaign on the eve of the first debate in order to fly to Washington to join in the ineffectual dithering over the economic crisis. Schmidt's war-room mentality (he ran the rapid-response team for the Bush-Cheney campaign in 2004) may have been ill-suited for a political year when McCain needed a Big Idea to compete with Obama."
Uh......ya think??
Hi Mrs. Schmidt!
Monday, November 3, 2008
'Twas the Night Before Election 2008
I'm having computer issues this evening, so I hope I can bang this blog out before the darn thing crashes again. (Go Vista! Grrrrr).
So here we are. Twenty-four long flippin' months later, it's the night before the 2008 Presidential election. Thank God for small favors. I don't think we could really take it that much longer. And we need at least one day of rest before everyone gets all fired up again about who won, who lost, their transition team, their Cabinet appointees, oh good grief!
It seems that everyone has really gone out of their way to remove race from the election (as it should be). Well, I suspect it's been mentioned quite a bit in the Right Red states, but probably not within earshot of us bleeding heart Liberals. If you're going to be a bigot, at least have the decency to be proud to be a bigot. You're ignorant, you're here, and you're not going anywhere!
Anyhoo, the reason I want to bring race into it is because I can't help but wonder what impact a black United States President will have on the black community. I'm wondering as a caucasian female, so I'm an outsider on that front. But even from over here, I have to assume that this will be monumental. For a country that has oppressed black people since its inception to elect a black person as its leader has to be a tremendous sense of validation. And now black families everywhere can tell their children that yes, you really can grow up to be the President of the United States. (Girls, you'll have to wait just a bit longer). It's no secret that black boys and men suffer from some of the greatest stereotypes in this country. In many instances, society treats them as if they're disposable. Far too many don't even make it to adulthood or if they do, they're uneducated and/or incarcerated at a disproportionate rate. Granted, personal responsiblilty does come into play to some extent. But if you never see the top of the well, how can you possibly climb out?
I know there are plenty of decent role models in the black community, but I'm really looking forward to the most high profile role model that community has ever seen: President Obama.
And now, your Daily Moment of Schmidt
(from http://bobtshirt.livejournal.com/#entry_133636):
A Mavericky Limerick!
A "maverick" named John McCain
Said he wanted a clean campaign
But he hired Steve Schmidt
So that plan went to shit
And his poll numbers went down the drain
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Hi Mrs. Schmidt!
So here we are. Twenty-four long flippin' months later, it's the night before the 2008 Presidential election. Thank God for small favors. I don't think we could really take it that much longer. And we need at least one day of rest before everyone gets all fired up again about who won, who lost, their transition team, their Cabinet appointees, oh good grief!
It seems that everyone has really gone out of their way to remove race from the election (as it should be). Well, I suspect it's been mentioned quite a bit in the Right Red states, but probably not within earshot of us bleeding heart Liberals. If you're going to be a bigot, at least have the decency to be proud to be a bigot. You're ignorant, you're here, and you're not going anywhere!
Anyhoo, the reason I want to bring race into it is because I can't help but wonder what impact a black United States President will have on the black community. I'm wondering as a caucasian female, so I'm an outsider on that front. But even from over here, I have to assume that this will be monumental. For a country that has oppressed black people since its inception to elect a black person as its leader has to be a tremendous sense of validation. And now black families everywhere can tell their children that yes, you really can grow up to be the President of the United States. (Girls, you'll have to wait just a bit longer). It's no secret that black boys and men suffer from some of the greatest stereotypes in this country. In many instances, society treats them as if they're disposable. Far too many don't even make it to adulthood or if they do, they're uneducated and/or incarcerated at a disproportionate rate. Granted, personal responsiblilty does come into play to some extent. But if you never see the top of the well, how can you possibly climb out?
I know there are plenty of decent role models in the black community, but I'm really looking forward to the most high profile role model that community has ever seen: President Obama.
And now, your Daily Moment of Schmidt
(from http://bobtshirt.livejournal.com/#entry_133636):
A Mavericky Limerick!
A "maverick" named John McCain
Said he wanted a clean campaign
But he hired Steve Schmidt
So that plan went to shit
And his poll numbers went down the drain
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Hi Mrs. Schmidt!
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Sweet Dreams, Old Friend
Reading the comics this morning was bittersweet as I was forced to say goodbye to yet another cherished friend. He had me at "hairy fishnuts" and I spent many wonderful years with him, Bill, Milo, Binkley, Oliver Wendell Jones, Steve, Cutter John, Portnoy, and Hodge-Podge. Oh! And Lola Granola and the Basselope...and so many others. I had wanted to do a more thorough stroll down memory lane, but Berkeley Breathed's website has been down all day (on purpose?) and I wasn't able to find my favorite strips. So for today I'll just do one of the first.......and the last. Goodnight, Opus. I'll miss you...
Goodnight Opus
Hi Mrs. Schmidt!
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Oh Sh*t!
I was finally about to shut down the computer and go take the dog for a run when I realized today is November 1st and therefore, the first day of NaBloPoMo! Despite sounding like I'm not going to offer poor people fellatio anymore, NaBloPoMo for the uninitiated actually stands for National Blog Posting Month. Which is November. By joining NaBloPoMo, I pledge to write at least one blog post per day for the month of November. Fortunately, there are no requirements as to the quality of the blog posts... Especially since I don't have an idea for today.
Oh wait, I forgot! I do have a guest rant from a good friend of mine that I can share with all of you. His email helps express some of my frustration with this election campaign and with the intolerance and lack of compassion that I see day in and day out with many (supposed) Christians. I dated a born again Christian who once said, "Christians are the worst thing that ever happened to Christianity" and his words were never more true than the last few months. The level of hatred I've seen has done nothing but sadden me and make me wonder if we as a country will ever recover -- regardless of who wins this election. I'd like to say it's been the exclusive domain of the Republicans, but I have some Democrat friends up north who could give the worst of the Right a run for their money where anger and insults are concerned. We will never reach our full potential as human beings if we are unable or unwilling to consider and understand each other's point of view. It doesn't mean we have to agree, but at least be respectful enough to consider that you do not know everything and do not have all the answers. Be open to the fact that other people are led by their experiences or how they were taught and be flexible enough to consider changing your mind on occasion. Having said all that, I know two absolute truths: oppression will never prevail and The Golden Rule (do unto others...) always will.
Without further ado, an anonymous guest editorial:
"Regardless of what Mrs. Schmidt says, or what Steve was like in high school, I can not believe that he is a decent guy. Anyone who works as a high-level, behind the scenes, political operative for the REPUBLICANS is, by definition, a bastard child of Satan. I believe that with all of my heart. Republicans, in general, are NOT nice people. They might put on a nice front, but they are NOT nice people. I also believe that 99% of those who are strongly against Obama have a racial element to their dislike. When they are around you or me, they will play nice. When they are among other like-minded individuals, they drop the front and let the ignorance flow freely with liberal (a touch of irony) use of racial epithets.
Conservative people are more likely to ponder, "What would Jesus do" than perhaps, oh, you or me. Sorry - I shouldn't drag you into hell with me, so let's just leave that as "me." But I wonder, what would Jesus say about something like health care?
-"Hey - you want health care? How about getting an education, get a good job. Don't expect other hard working Americans to cover your lazy ass!"
or
-"You should care for each other. Period."
What would he think about, oh, gay marriage?
-"It is a sin for two people who love and are committed to each other to share that bond - BURN IN HELL!"
or
-"You should care for each other."
Sorry - I am getting off on a tangent. (Kind of funny when the heathen seem to be closer to the spirit of their Lord than they are, huh?)"
OK, I'm back. And yes, I realize these are all generalizations. I hope that there are some Republicans out there who don't fit into these stereotypes. But when I repeatedly see people acting selfishly and somehow turning taxes -- which pay for our schools, police, firemen, EMS, roads, social services, my job!, etc. -- into charges of socialism, I have to just shake my head and wonder how on earth those people can live with themselves.
And now, your Daily Moment of Schmidt:
22 Oct 2008 08:09 am
Will Anyone Hire Steve Schmidt Again?
He's a man who makes even Karl "Durable Majority" Rove look smart. Robert Draper's forthcoming campaign piece apparently has the following nugget:
The decision [to pick Palin] may have been even more impulsive than initially thought. Gov. Sarah Palin, who had never been on the VP shortlist, was advanced at the last minute by Schmidt and Rick Davis, and was picked after a less-than-hour-long chat in with McCain at his ranch in Arizona.
From what I hear, the Palin selection was completely last-second stuff. Utterly unvetted. Utterly reckless. McCain was intent on Lieberman until the very last moment. If you want a commander-in-chief who will make vital decisions at the last minute, on impulse, according purely to polls and electoral tactics, against his own judgment and deferring to Rovian hacks: vote for McCain.
He's George W. Bush, without the prudence and caution.
~Andrew Sullivan, The Atlantic
Oh wait, I forgot! I do have a guest rant from a good friend of mine that I can share with all of you. His email helps express some of my frustration with this election campaign and with the intolerance and lack of compassion that I see day in and day out with many (supposed) Christians. I dated a born again Christian who once said, "Christians are the worst thing that ever happened to Christianity" and his words were never more true than the last few months. The level of hatred I've seen has done nothing but sadden me and make me wonder if we as a country will ever recover -- regardless of who wins this election. I'd like to say it's been the exclusive domain of the Republicans, but I have some Democrat friends up north who could give the worst of the Right a run for their money where anger and insults are concerned. We will never reach our full potential as human beings if we are unable or unwilling to consider and understand each other's point of view. It doesn't mean we have to agree, but at least be respectful enough to consider that you do not know everything and do not have all the answers. Be open to the fact that other people are led by their experiences or how they were taught and be flexible enough to consider changing your mind on occasion. Having said all that, I know two absolute truths: oppression will never prevail and The Golden Rule (do unto others...) always will.
Without further ado, an anonymous guest editorial:
"Regardless of what Mrs. Schmidt says, or what Steve was like in high school, I can not believe that he is a decent guy. Anyone who works as a high-level, behind the scenes, political operative for the REPUBLICANS is, by definition, a bastard child of Satan. I believe that with all of my heart. Republicans, in general, are NOT nice people. They might put on a nice front, but they are NOT nice people. I also believe that 99% of those who are strongly against Obama have a racial element to their dislike. When they are around you or me, they will play nice. When they are among other like-minded individuals, they drop the front and let the ignorance flow freely with liberal (a touch of irony) use of racial epithets.
Conservative people are more likely to ponder, "What would Jesus do" than perhaps, oh, you or me. Sorry - I shouldn't drag you into hell with me, so let's just leave that as "me." But I wonder, what would Jesus say about something like health care?
-"Hey - you want health care? How about getting an education, get a good job. Don't expect other hard working Americans to cover your lazy ass!"
or
-"You should care for each other. Period."
What would he think about, oh, gay marriage?
-"It is a sin for two people who love and are committed to each other to share that bond - BURN IN HELL!"
or
-"You should care for each other."
Sorry - I am getting off on a tangent. (Kind of funny when the heathen seem to be closer to the spirit of their Lord than they are, huh?)"
OK, I'm back. And yes, I realize these are all generalizations. I hope that there are some Republicans out there who don't fit into these stereotypes. But when I repeatedly see people acting selfishly and somehow turning taxes -- which pay for our schools, police, firemen, EMS, roads, social services, my job!, etc. -- into charges of socialism, I have to just shake my head and wonder how on earth those people can live with themselves.
And now, your Daily Moment of Schmidt:
22 Oct 2008 08:09 am
Will Anyone Hire Steve Schmidt Again?
He's a man who makes even Karl "Durable Majority" Rove look smart. Robert Draper's forthcoming campaign piece apparently has the following nugget:
The decision [to pick Palin] may have been even more impulsive than initially thought. Gov. Sarah Palin, who had never been on the VP shortlist, was advanced at the last minute by Schmidt and Rick Davis, and was picked after a less-than-hour-long chat in with McCain at his ranch in Arizona.
From what I hear, the Palin selection was completely last-second stuff. Utterly unvetted. Utterly reckless. McCain was intent on Lieberman until the very last moment. If you want a commander-in-chief who will make vital decisions at the last minute, on impulse, according purely to polls and electoral tactics, against his own judgment and deferring to Rovian hacks: vote for McCain.
He's George W. Bush, without the prudence and caution.
~Andrew Sullivan, The Atlantic
Hi Mrs. Schmidt!
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Hotlanta? Hot Mess!
I've got two diametrically opposed blog ideas bouncing around in my head right now: The Real Housewives of Atlanta and my friend's impending elective sterilization. Hmm...come to think of it, the two topics aren't that disconnected -- it probably would have been wise to sterilize those lovely wallflowers before they reproduced -- or better yet, their parents...
Wait, I have to switch my "A Complaint Free World" bracelet to my other wrist. Again. And...begin.
Last week's Housewives was a laugh riot between Kim (who makes Chynna look demure and in need of makeup) claiming she is -- brace yourselves -- 29 years old and repeatedly telling people she's working on her singing career when NONE of her close friends has ever heard her sing. Good friend Ne Ne had never heard her so much as hum. We're something like 4 episodes in and Kim's met with producer Dallas Austin but damn, we still haven't heard her sing! Nor so much as hum...
But on to this week~ DeShawn is having a charity function (whose invitations were left in stacks at the local mall) and hopes to raise $1,000,000,000 by auctioning off sports stars and selling jewelry. She neglects to make the guests donate in order to gain entry to the festivities and she and her husband wind up 20 grand in the hole when all is said and done! What's harder than getting coworkers to participate in team building exercises? Getting cheap people to begin bidding at $7,500 for a play date with LeBron James. It was so utterly painful to watch. The local TV anchor who was hoodwinked into acting as one of the auctioneers was sweating like Whitney Houston as Ne Ne wondered if there might be some bidders downstairs...
Amazon Kim began distancing herself from Ne Ne (who is by far the funniest woman on the show) and kissing up to Sheree, by telling Sheree how beautiful she is over and over again and then saying they look alike! But Sheree had the best line of the night by far: "I am fashion. I have impeccable taste. And I WILL be the best dressed tonight." Standing next to Kim, she was almost the only one dressed at all since Kim's DDs were dangerously close to popping out of her too small dress all night.
They're all absolutely 100% tacky and without class. But you know what? They have gazillions in disposable income and we don't. So they don't give a damn what we think. Ah, the nouveau riche. We don't want to be them, we just want their money.
I guess the spaying of my friend story can wait another day.
And now, your Daily Moment of Schmidt:
"Several McCain advisers have suggested to CNN that they have become increasingly frustrated with what one aide described as Palin 'going rogue'...
The Politico reported Saturday on Palin's frustration, specifically with McCain advisers Nicolle Wallace and Steve Schmidt. They helped decide to limit Palin's initial press contact to high-profile interviews with Charlie Gibson of ABC and Katie Couric of CBS, which all McCain sources admit were highly damaging...
But two sources, one Palin associate and one McCain adviser, defended the decision to keep her press interaction limited after she was picked, both saying flatly that she was not ready and that the missteps could have been a lot worse...
'Her lack of fundamental understanding of some key issues was dramatic,' said another McCain source with direct knowledge of the process to prepare Palin after she was picked. The source said it was probably the 'hardest' to get her 'up to speed than any candidate in history.'" ~CNN, 10/25/08
Hi Mrs. Schmidt!
Wait, I have to switch my "A Complaint Free World" bracelet to my other wrist. Again. And...begin.
Last week's Housewives was a laugh riot between Kim (who makes Chynna look demure and in need of makeup) claiming she is -- brace yourselves -- 29 years old and repeatedly telling people she's working on her singing career when NONE of her close friends has ever heard her sing. Good friend Ne Ne had never heard her so much as hum. We're something like 4 episodes in and Kim's met with producer Dallas Austin but damn, we still haven't heard her sing! Nor so much as hum...
But on to this week~ DeShawn is having a charity function (whose invitations were left in stacks at the local mall) and hopes to raise $1,000,000,000 by auctioning off sports stars and selling jewelry. She neglects to make the guests donate in order to gain entry to the festivities and she and her husband wind up 20 grand in the hole when all is said and done! What's harder than getting coworkers to participate in team building exercises? Getting cheap people to begin bidding at $7,500 for a play date with LeBron James. It was so utterly painful to watch. The local TV anchor who was hoodwinked into acting as one of the auctioneers was sweating like Whitney Houston as Ne Ne wondered if there might be some bidders downstairs...
Amazon Kim began distancing herself from Ne Ne (who is by far the funniest woman on the show) and kissing up to Sheree, by telling Sheree how beautiful she is over and over again and then saying they look alike! But Sheree had the best line of the night by far: "I am fashion. I have impeccable taste. And I WILL be the best dressed tonight." Standing next to Kim, she was almost the only one dressed at all since Kim's DDs were dangerously close to popping out of her too small dress all night.
They're all absolutely 100% tacky and without class. But you know what? They have gazillions in disposable income and we don't. So they don't give a damn what we think. Ah, the nouveau riche. We don't want to be them, we just want their money.
I guess the spaying of my friend story can wait another day.
And now, your Daily Moment of Schmidt:
"Several McCain advisers have suggested to CNN that they have become increasingly frustrated with what one aide described as Palin 'going rogue'...
The Politico reported Saturday on Palin's frustration, specifically with McCain advisers Nicolle Wallace and Steve Schmidt. They helped decide to limit Palin's initial press contact to high-profile interviews with Charlie Gibson of ABC and Katie Couric of CBS, which all McCain sources admit were highly damaging...
But two sources, one Palin associate and one McCain adviser, defended the decision to keep her press interaction limited after she was picked, both saying flatly that she was not ready and that the missteps could have been a lot worse...
'Her lack of fundamental understanding of some key issues was dramatic,' said another McCain source with direct knowledge of the process to prepare Palin after she was picked. The source said it was probably the 'hardest' to get her 'up to speed than any candidate in history.'" ~CNN, 10/25/08
Hi Mrs. Schmidt!
Friday, October 24, 2008
The Review is In!
Clearly this young lady has great intelligence and taste! I received a Facebook friend request earlier with the following message attached: "You don't have to add me but somehow I stumbled [upon] your blog and think you are HYSTERICAL!!!!!"
Let's just bask in that for a second, shall we?
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh......... I'm warm and fuzzy in a cold, drafty house. Bless you, dear girl. With you, that brings the total number of folks who find my blog hysterical up to 2, so of course I will accept your friend request!
And what a nice little motivator for the upcoming NaBloPoMo. Yes, that's right, National Blog Posting Month is just days away! I've been resting up for the challenge to write one blog per day for the entire month of November. I can't wait to dig up some more embarrassing stories! And now that I've recently reconnected with so many long lost friends, I can delve into their embarrassments for material as well! I'm sure they're all very happy about that. I actually had one friend in the past who said of my writing ambition, "If you ever write about me or my family, I'll kill you." It was a very effective deterrent, as this is the first time -- and the last time -- I will ever mention her or her family.
And now, your Daily Moment of Schmidt:
"Steve Schmidt is 38, bald and brawny, with a nasal, deadpan voice and a relentless stare. He is also a devoted husband and father of two young children, introspective and boyishly vulnerable for someone of such imposing stature. On mornings, he can be seen standing outside the McCain campaign headquarters in Arlington, Va., smoking a cigarette while he scowls at his BlackBerry." ~NY Times Magazine, 10/22/08
Hi Mrs. Schmidt!
Let's just bask in that for a second, shall we?
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh......... I'm warm and fuzzy in a cold, drafty house. Bless you, dear girl. With you, that brings the total number of folks who find my blog hysterical up to 2, so of course I will accept your friend request!
And what a nice little motivator for the upcoming NaBloPoMo. Yes, that's right, National Blog Posting Month is just days away! I've been resting up for the challenge to write one blog per day for the entire month of November. I can't wait to dig up some more embarrassing stories! And now that I've recently reconnected with so many long lost friends, I can delve into their embarrassments for material as well! I'm sure they're all very happy about that. I actually had one friend in the past who said of my writing ambition, "If you ever write about me or my family, I'll kill you." It was a very effective deterrent, as this is the first time -- and the last time -- I will ever mention her or her family.
And now, your Daily Moment of Schmidt:
"Steve Schmidt is 38, bald and brawny, with a nasal, deadpan voice and a relentless stare. He is also a devoted husband and father of two young children, introspective and boyishly vulnerable for someone of such imposing stature. On mornings, he can be seen standing outside the McCain campaign headquarters in Arlington, Va., smoking a cigarette while he scowls at his BlackBerry." ~NY Times Magazine, 10/22/08
Hi Mrs. Schmidt!
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
This Just In!
In other news, the earth is round and the sun will rise tomorrow...
Clay is gay: Aiken comes out of the closet
By NEKESA MUMBI MOODY
AP Music Writer
NEW YORK (AP) - Clay Aiken is finally confirming what many people already knew: He's gay. The cover of the latest People magazine shows Aiken holding his infant son, Parker Foster Aiken, with the headline: "Yes, I'm Gay." The cover also has the quote: "I cannot raise a child to lie or hide things."
The magazine has an interview with Aiken and confirmed that he was on the cover but refused to release the article to The Associated Press until Wednesday.
The baby's mother is Aiken's friend and record producer Jaymes Foster.
Aiken, who gained fame as the runner-up on "American Idol" in 2003, rarely addressed the frequent rumors about his sexuality. In an interview with The Associated Press two years ago, he said: "I don't really feel like I have anybody to answer to but myself and God and the people I love."
The multiplatinum singer recently released the CD "On My Way Here" and made his Broadway debut this spring in "Monty Python's Spamalot."
Clay is gay: Aiken comes out of the closet
By NEKESA MUMBI MOODY
AP Music Writer
NEW YORK (AP) - Clay Aiken is finally confirming what many people already knew: He's gay. The cover of the latest People magazine shows Aiken holding his infant son, Parker Foster Aiken, with the headline: "Yes, I'm Gay." The cover also has the quote: "I cannot raise a child to lie or hide things."
The magazine has an interview with Aiken and confirmed that he was on the cover but refused to release the article to The Associated Press until Wednesday.
The baby's mother is Aiken's friend and record producer Jaymes Foster.
Aiken, who gained fame as the runner-up on "American Idol" in 2003, rarely addressed the frequent rumors about his sexuality. In an interview with The Associated Press two years ago, he said: "I don't really feel like I have anybody to answer to but myself and God and the people I love."
The multiplatinum singer recently released the CD "On My Way Here" and made his Broadway debut this spring in "Monty Python's Spamalot."
Sunday, September 14, 2008
You All Bring Beer?
Something tells me this guy would have made an excellent adult kickballer...
Ex-Marine last holdout in barrier island town
By ALLEN G. BREED
SURFSIDE BEACH, Texas (AP) — Ray Wilkinson sat with his feet propped on the railing of his front porch Saturday, calmly dragging on a Marlboro Light as reporters asked whether he considered himself brave for being the only person to ride out Hurricane Ike on this spit of sand.
"I consider myself to be stupid," Wilkinson, 67, spat through a thick, tobacco-stained beard. "I'm just tired of running from these things. If it's going to get you, it's going to get you. ...
"I didn't say I had all my marbles, OK."
The retired carpenter and former Marine insists he's never stayed for a hurricane that was coming at him. He says he fully intended to leave when police issued a mandatory evacuation. But the friend who was supposed to give him a ride went for a last-minute run to the store and couldn't get back.
Mayor Larry Davison said city officials were told Wilkinson had left. But as they retreated from the flooded streets Friday, they saw him waving from the porch of the teal-colored stilt duplex he rents.
When Davison came back Saturday, he was shocked and relieved to see Wilkinson waving from the same spot, a tattered American flag flapping from the wall beside him.
"He kind of drank his way through the night," Davison said.
Wilkinson — dressed only in shorts, tennis shoes and a ball cap — said he sat on the porch the entire time as the house swayed as much as 10 inches. He watched debris float by — cars, stairs and refrigerators, "my own being one of 'em, damn it."
"You all bring beer?" he asked reporters.
Wilkinson said he came to Surfside Beach 30 years ago after a colon cancer diagnosis.
"I was supposed to be done with 10, 12 years ago — longer than that, actually," he said. "I pretty well can guess this is where I'm going to go. That's what I came down here for."
Just as with the cancer, he figures it wasn't his time to go.
Ex-Marine last holdout in barrier island townBy ALLEN G. BREED
SURFSIDE BEACH, Texas (AP) — Ray Wilkinson sat with his feet propped on the railing of his front porch Saturday, calmly dragging on a Marlboro Light as reporters asked whether he considered himself brave for being the only person to ride out Hurricane Ike on this spit of sand.
"I consider myself to be stupid," Wilkinson, 67, spat through a thick, tobacco-stained beard. "I'm just tired of running from these things. If it's going to get you, it's going to get you. ...
"I didn't say I had all my marbles, OK."
The retired carpenter and former Marine insists he's never stayed for a hurricane that was coming at him. He says he fully intended to leave when police issued a mandatory evacuation. But the friend who was supposed to give him a ride went for a last-minute run to the store and couldn't get back.
Mayor Larry Davison said city officials were told Wilkinson had left. But as they retreated from the flooded streets Friday, they saw him waving from the porch of the teal-colored stilt duplex he rents.
When Davison came back Saturday, he was shocked and relieved to see Wilkinson waving from the same spot, a tattered American flag flapping from the wall beside him.
"He kind of drank his way through the night," Davison said.
Wilkinson — dressed only in shorts, tennis shoes and a ball cap — said he sat on the porch the entire time as the house swayed as much as 10 inches. He watched debris float by — cars, stairs and refrigerators, "my own being one of 'em, damn it."
"You all bring beer?" he asked reporters.
Wilkinson said he came to Surfside Beach 30 years ago after a colon cancer diagnosis.
"I was supposed to be done with 10, 12 years ago — longer than that, actually," he said. "I pretty well can guess this is where I'm going to go. That's what I came down here for."
Just as with the cancer, he figures it wasn't his time to go.
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