bringing bad writing to a new low

I'm back in Michigan.
I'm back at work.

Life resumes.

Yesterday morning is a bit of a blur. There was a cup of tea from Dunkin' Donuts at 4am. I think I had coffee on the plane from Detroit at 9ish. By 10:30am I was sitting at The Windmill eating...something. By 12pm I was curled up in bed with Grace and Karen Kingsbury's "Fame." I had no idea how entertaining and thought provoking Christian fiction could be. Everyone who is not a Christian is bad. You don't have to make any real choices because God will tell you (literally. whisper-in-your-ear-tell-you) what to do. Everyone is so glad they "waited" (I kid you not this woman has not yet used the word SEX and has only alluded to the carnal act) until they were married so they could celebrate life and love "the way God intended." Oh and people who are mentally ill? Villains. Or at least in this book the #1 villain happens to be mentally ill. I really respect the amount of research Karen Kingsbury must have gone through in order to accurately characterize someone who is schizophrenic. I also really enjoy the scenes where the aging 28 year old woman fondly recalls her mother praying with her when she was a young girl for God to send her a husband, but alas she feels as though because no husband has arrived it just must not be in God's plan for her to have a family.


I need to read some actual literature next but Karen Kingsbury wrote a 9/11 series I can't wait to read.

I was way off on the Michigan primary. I thought McCain was going to be a shoo-in as he won the last time, but Mitt "I Grew Up In Michigan And My Dad Was A Beloved Governor A Brazillion Years Ago" Romney pulled it off. I didn't vote. I could have, but I didn't. I honestly don't care who ends up with the Republican nomination as everyone they've got could probably beat Hillary so it doesn't really matter. Plus having Romney in makes the primaries that much more excited.


At least for political geeks like myself.