… Not to the New Year, which is over. Fuck 2016, right? What a crappy year, and Rump was the cherry on top of one of vilest sundaes ever made. I watched a video this morning, wherein one of Bernie’s venues was compared to one of Hillary’s, and it made me tear up. I am not joking. I wanted to weep. I mean, there are thousands and thousands of people screaming and yelling and cheering for Bernie at one of his rallies… and then there’s the sad sight of about fifty people standing around in a meeting room for Clinton.
Bernie would have won against Rump, that fucker. I’m sure of it, and instead of walking around shell-shocked and terrified, waiting for disaster from a man who wasn’t even good in business, and knows nothing about how government works or a country is run, we could have had BERNIE. Progressive, forward-thinking, man of experience: BERNIE. Goddamn the DNC and media for their pig-headed stubbornness in deciding only HRC could be the Democratic candidate. They have ruined us. They may have destroyed what’s left of America. Kiss the ACA goodbye, folks; it’s #1 on the GOP hit list. Next on their docket: destroy Social Security and Medicare. You assholes who voted for Rump are gonna be so, so sorry, and the opportunity to say “I told you so” doesn’t even matter, because the rest of us are going down with you.
That’s all the politics I’m going to talk of in this post. The countdown I’m referring to is about the upcoming move to my new place, because much as I dread 2017, life goes on until it doesn’t. The packing has begun in earnest. My list of companies to call to change addresses is well started. I have to stop by the post office for the moving kit, and change oil and rotate tires on the car. I need another bottle of scotch; I’ve almost finished the one in the kitchen, and I have a feeling I’m gonna need it in the upcoming weeks.
The windows have been washed in the current condo, and cleaning must be done throughout before I can start making the new place dirty.
Unless something happens that I simply cannot resist commenting on, I will be on hiatus through much of January. I’m going to be busy before, during, and after the move, and I also have an edit coming in on 1/22.
Oh! I’m also writing another story for you. It’s well started, but working on it will be haphazard until after the move, so I’m not sure when you’ll get it.
You know how to reach me if you need to. Until then, take care. Buckle up for the bumpy ride. Enjoy every minute you can.
See you soon.