happy you got published again day!

A spot of good news came our way last night. Another poem has been accepted this time at Right Hand Pointing! It will either appear in the 12th or 13th issue. Fear not: I'm certain between the two of us we'll efficiently and obnoxiously spread the word to everyone we know.

Voting yesterday was fairly depressing. First, I handed the woman my voter i.d. card. She looked perplexed. I then forced her to look at my photo i.d. to verify that I was who I said I was as she was just going to take my name and my word for it. Yeesh. I voted in the Republican Primary (It's the only vote Dick DeVos or Peter Hoekstra will ever get from me!) and for the millage, of course. When I went to turn in my ballot I discovered that I was the 127th person to vote at my precinct. And the polls were closing in 30 minutes. The highlight of the experience was being thanked for voting. I responded by thanking him for volunteering his time. It was suggested that this gave the elderly gentleman the first hard-on he'd had in years.

I do what I can.

In other primary excitement, Lieberman has officially made himself irrelevant in the Democratic Party. I say yeehah to that. I'd respect his 3rd party choice more if that was the path he'd chosen from the beginning. Schwartz being knocked out wasn't really that surprising given the numerous and inflammatory ads that Walberg ran. It's always sad to see a somewhat moderate and intelligent Republican lost to a rightwingnut. Then again, it is Western Michigan. What do I expect?!

In an interesting turn of events I'm looking at a 5 day weekend! If I didn't use the vacation time during this pay period I was going to lose it because of my anniversary date. So I'm off Friday-Tuesday. So far things are looking go-od. Tomorrow night the festivities begin with an unexpected out-of-town much beloved friend and I having dinner which will most certainly turn into drinks and some catty fun. Friday we head up north for a night in a cabin with people we always vow to spend more time with but never do. And Saturday....hmmm....what...am...I...
doing...Saturday....

Oh yeah.
The Bob.
The Dylan.
The Bob Dylan.