A couple of short open letters....

Dear Walter Mondale;

From the bottom of my heart, and the bottom of hearts all over the state, thank you. Thank you for stepping into a very hard race when we needed you badly, and doing your best in arguably one of the hardest elections Minnesota's ever seen. A lot of people are grateful. I know I am. Thank you so much for your love of Minnesota.



Dear Norman Coleman, our apparently new Senator;

You've won. Congratulations.
No, I'm not happy about that, your winning. I don't feel you speak for me or frankly, a great many of us Minnesotans. I'm concerned you're going to shunt off to the side everyone who doesn't fit your boss Dubya's bottom line. I'm very worried you're going to give the green light to a lot of things that could hurt our state and our country as well as alienate many of your constituents who need a voice where the poor and disenfranchised are being heard less and less.

I'll be watching you like crazy. Please prove me wrong; nothing would make me happier....

On a goofier note...

I'm off to work in a minute. Rob the lemur-Boy's working today.

Except for he has a new title. He's been shelling dried corn for a sculpture he's making. Apparently it's going to be mixed with some kind of polymer and the resulting sculpture will be some kind of a bust of someone...
He smuggled the corn from a petting zoo, of all things.

I renamed him Commander Niblet. He hates it.

Heh heh...
All hail Commander Niblet!!!!

More non-election stuff...

Commander Niblet does not like his new nickname much.

He did share his corn chips with me, though.

*peers into the screen*

It's been a rough day for a lot of people...how are you all doing?
(I shouldn't get too close to the screen, QScraggit always said I'd ruin my eyes.)

Quiet night tonight. I got home, made supper. Had a long bath to soak the muscle I pulled at work. Found a recipie for kheer, (a rice pudding with cadamom and rose water and almonds) and realized I have everything but the almonds and the rose water. Maybe later as a treat. Cardamom, mmmmmmm....

Life has been so dramatic lately. Now it feels like intermission before the next act. Time to go get popcorn, stretch your legs and use the metaphorical bathrooms before the curtain goes back up. I just hope I remember my program and where I'm sitting.....