That Fly Tho

There she goes, down the slot, my first time voting EVER!

I hope it helps the push towards a positive outcome, but I am in no way confident it will and that, instead, it’s more likely I’ve just wasted my time.

Trainer took his family to the San Diego Zoo over the weekend and says that, as they took a scenic route through neighborhoods ─ to see how the privileged live, they saw lawns plastered with 2020 signs pro No. 45.

And shockingly, as they prepared to enter the zoo itself, there was a huge 2020 banner, again pro No. 45, over the entrance.

It’s not that I don’t believe trainer, he has no reason to lie, but I found it so hard to believe the zoo would be so brazen that I went online to research and see a photo of said sign, but found nothing.

Oh well, one can only hope for the best on election day, but prepare oneself for the worse.

I, of course, did not watch last night’s debate. I’m finding it more informative and interesting to read the comments of others ABOUT the debates than to frustrate myself watching any one of ‘em.

I’m getting a kick out of what’s being posted about the appearance of a fly, starting off with these ....

Then came several references to flies loving turd.

The coup de gras has to be that a site allowing us to purchase souvenir fly swatters went live so quickly after the debate. 

I might grab a few for stocking stuffers.

So, anyway, that’s twice this year I came out of my “in the world but not of it” state of being and allowed myself to have a social conscious. First was when I completed the Census, now I’ve voted.

Hopefully that’s the end of it and I can go back to being somewhat detached from it all.