Thoughts on the campaign

First, I'm glad that Obama is starting to pull away. It's about freakin' time.




That being said, there's something that bugs me about elections. We're in that stage where the candidates start pulling out all the stops, the mud starts slinging back and forth, and it's one negative ad after another.

And yet...most of the content of those ads are half truths at best. Factcheck.org has become a necessity to make sure we don't find ourselves stepping in the political bullshit. As a society, we've told our leaders that it's ok--we accept being lied to. Both parties are guilty of it, and I won't comment on which one I think lies more.

I just wonder what an honest campaign would look like. A campaign that doesn't resort to fear mongering and false advertisements.

I like what Allie had to say about it as well.

When am I?

Today has felt like tomorrow. All day.

And when I imagine next week, those things won't happen for another two weeks.


It's weird.

Theft deterrent

Campus security sent out an email this afternoon to inform the student body of recent catalytic converter thefts that have taken place on campus over the last few weeks.

Catalytic converters are part of a car's exhaust system. They have a high scrap metal value because of the different metals they are made of.

So how does campus security suggest we protect ourselves from these senseless acts of lawlessness? How do we protect ourselves from things being stolen that are underneath our cars? The email says it all:





Yeah.

Did I do that?

Dear Mr. President,

Hey, how's it goin'? Actually, nevermind. I think I have a pretty good idea. What's the approval rating at now? 19%? Ouch. Yeah, I know that's gotta suck. Just remember, this too shall pass.

Listen, I just want to know something. And I'm sorry if I seem a little brash, but...Did you know what you were doing with your economic policy this whole time? It's ok if you didn't. I'd certainly settle for honesty at this point. But we've all seen what's taken place over the span of your adminstration and it just, well...it sticks in my craw, as you Texans say it.

You probably don't see yourself as responsible for what's happening around the world, and I can appreciate that. A man's reach is only so far. And you've had a lot to deal with in these last 7 years, what with the terrorism, and the oil, and the protectoring, and the napping--it's enough to wear a guy out! I know it would me.

But this is where I start to feel awkward about it, and forgive me for assuming what it's like to be in your position. But if it were me, and I was standing in the Oval Office, looking out the window behind my desk, imagining the chaos taking place on Wall Street and financial insitutions collapsing left and right--I think I'd feel a little sheepish. Perhaps even a twinge responsible. But now our market failure has caused foreign governments to have to scramble because their economies are in the shitter. You see what I'm getting at? I used to not want to show my face in school if I was the reason we lost a kickball game in gym class. KICKBALL! NOT WORLDWIDE ECONOMIC DEPRESSION! But maybe that's just me, I dunno.

Listen, I know you've got a lot on your plate these days, so I understand if you don't get back to me right away. Just think about it. Let it simmer. In other words, turn it over in your mind. And remember, there's no judgment here. When you were up against it, and the breaks were beating your boys, you gave it all you had. The Gipper would be proud.

~Jason

She also used to ground herself if she got too carried away as a child

Meredith, after a particularly atonal, silence-breaking, low-growl burp: Eeww! Meredith, that's gross!

Me, startled: What was that?!

Meredith: What? Sometimes I feel the need to chastise myself so I don't start thinking it's ok to do that in public.

Hate to say it

Dear Internet,

I believe you're starting to bore me.

Moneybags and office politics

I've come to realize something about life in the cubicle maze: expect people to ask you for money.

A lot.

Daily.

Within the first week I was asked to contribute food to an office baby shower for someone I didn't even know.

Less than two weeks later it was a contribution to a birthday gift card. THEN it was a gift card for a wedding present.

Today alone I was hit up for the Bowling for Bucks interoffice charity AND the United Way. And that's to say nothing of the upcoming school fund raisers where candy bars cost $10 and a roll of wrapping paper is $40. Peddling little bastards.

I have yet to contribute to any of these causes. With that comes a smug sense of satisfaction and the worry of how much longer I can stay under the radar.

They might as well just start charging a cover to get into work each morning.

Nose in the book

I've been reading a lot lately.






I just thought someone should know.