Recall Election doesn’t end until tomorrow and already it’s being called as Gavin having kicked butt.
Sorry Caitlyn; sorry Larry.
Things got a little gnarly late today when Larry tried to change the tide by dragging out a Weinstein victim, who accused the governor’s wife of trying to silence her.
Not smart if true, but too little too late.
I’m not a political person — I don’t follow the ins, the outs but, if I'm not mistaken, Larry’s last minute disclosure — that didn’t work, seems eerily similar to the last minute disclosure of Hillary’s emails sent on her private account, that did work to change the tide.
At any rate, it’s a wrap on the recall.
No news on what’s become of the rescued kitten.
I usually run into the nice old guy and the tall redhead whenever I head out, but have seen neither hide nor hair of either one since Thursday, when they knocked on the door.
Tomorrow is Pizza Tuesday for the seniors — and yes, Activity Director is back to having that activity. So that should get one of the two out of their unit so I can find out what’s going on with the kitten.
Tomorrow is also Bingo — the first since the pandemic. That too should get folks out of their units.
Last week, I ran into the Baker and the short redheaded OG (the woman whose niece, a health care professional, who was NOT vaccinated, took a trip to Las Vegas, came back with Covid), both asked if I'd be coming to Bingo.
"That would be no", said I, and used the excuse of no reason for me to participate in activities, now that I’m no longer taking photos or managing the residents’ website.
I did say perhaps I’d stick my head in, just to see how things were going, but I don’t think I’ll be back in time from running errands and getting my annual flu shot.