A Movie Log

A blog formerly known as Bookishness

By Charles Matthews

Monday, June 1, 2009

Monday Sundries

Random thoughts while waiting for the clothes to dry.
  • The Republicans are all aloft about the Obamas' trip to New York for a dinner and a show. Why couldn't they have bought a show ranch and pretended to clear brush like regular people?
  • It occurred to me that it has not been so long ago, certainly within my lifetime, that Barack and Michelle Obama would have been barred from even entering that restaurant.
  • I have never knowingly voted for a Republican (although some of the Democrats I was forced to vote for back in Mississippi and Texas might as well have been), but dear lord, I'm beginning to feel sorry for them. How an a party led by Larry, Curly and Moe -- I mean, Newt, Rush and Karl ever get its act together?
  • We have kittens -- although we call them the Usual Suspects -- and they have taken charge. Simon is the more inquisitive one, and because of his demonstrated interest in people food, he's the one we suspect of having eaten the crusts off of an unattended peanut butter sandwich yesterday and of having nibbled the pointy ends off of some yams that were out on the kitchen counter. But it may have been Nicky, who tries to conceal his mischief behind the mask of an aggressive affection, a motor-rumbling, face-nudging eagerness to be petted whenever the mood takes him. Maggie calls him a "cuddle slut."

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