Monthly Archives: March 2016

The Day Bernie Came To Town

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Okay, didn’t I just say yesterday that I was avoiding political stuff?  Well, I guess I lied.  So deal with it.  And that was before Bernie Sanders paid a little visit to our area anyway.  Well, not exactly here in town, and not exactly here in this rural little county either, but He did come to Pittsburgh, which is only a county away.  So it’s like he almost came for a visit…

I didn’t get to attend the rally, but I would have loved to hear him in person.  I don’t agree with him on everything – that’s not a realistic possibility when there are so many issues to be addressed these days – but I agree with a lot of it.  And I absolutely love it that his agenda is people.  All people.  And that’s something that I can definitely get behind.  So I would have loved to go to the rally, try to shake his hand and wish him well.  Okay, forget that.  He’s got that kind of attitude and personality that makes you want to skip the handshake and give him a hug instead., doesn’t he?  Think Secret Service agents have to deal with many people trying to do that?  Probably not for any of the other candidates anyway.

I’m disappointed that the state of Pennsylvania doesn’t seem to be supporting him very well at this point.  But there’s still time.  Not everyone comes around at the same pace and it does seem like this area is a bit slow to change or accept new ideas…

I’ve been oh-so-tempted to write “what are you thinking?!?” pieces trying to explain the truth about other candidates in the race (not to mention a piece yelling at my old home town in Michigan for hosting a Trump rally and then actually voting for him) but I figure that this year, the candidates are acting crazy enough that all people need to do is open their eyes and watch the news and that should do the convincing, right?  Just let them talk and they’ll keep on telling the world why they’re not right for the job.

At least there hasn’t been a debate in a while.  I’ve probably gotten just as loud yelling at the idiotic non-answers that I’ve heard as my neighbor does when the Steelers play.  Me, I grew up a Detroit Lions fan so I’m used to pain and don’t yell at them.  Much.  Think that means that I’m entitled to at least have my candidate win this November?  After all, that would be about the same time that I would have given up on any chance of a Lions’ Super Bowl appearance.  Or even a lone, solitary playoff win…

Spring/Winter/Spring/Etc.

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I’ll admit it.  Politics lately have made me grumpy.  Enough so that I’ve thought many a time about going on a rant here and telling you all how you’re completely crazy if you don’t support the person that I’m supporting.  But it’s a beautiful spring day, winter isn’t expected back until it snows again on Sunday, and I’m going to enjoy the moment.  There’s enough ranting and raving on the internet already anyway…

Fayette County has some beauty to it when the sun shines down and the temperatures are above 60 again.  Sure, if you drive out on the highway, all of winter’s trash is exposed in the sunlight and is blowing around in the breeze, but I’m not out there to see it now, so I can simply imagine fresh grass, blooming flowers and buds on all of the trees.  And I’ll make sure that Prince’s song Sometimes It Snows In April isn’t available to play on my iTunes.  Just in case.

The robins are out and making plenty of racket in the trees in the yard.  But maybe that’s just when I’m outside to witness.  Because of the company I keep when I’m out there of course.  There’s one big ol’ robin in particular who absolutely can’t stand Graham.  And he sings out at the top of his lungs every time Graham is anywhere near (like anywhere outside within the County).  Graham usually just sits and watches him (which I’ve found out completely cracks up the woman who delivers the mail) unless that bird is getting cocky and lets down his guard.  Then he gets a good scare and gets chased out of the yard and it gets quiet again for a while.

It seems like spring has been here forever actually.  But that’s probably because I stopped paying attention to “March Madness” a long time ago.  My Purdue Boilermakers were embarrassingly evicted from everyone’s brackets in the first round.  Add in that Easter was in March this year and it feels like it should be May by now.

But, when I take the trash out early next week and there’s snow on the ground, that’s going to completely throw me out of whack.  Then, I’ll probably feel like starting my Christmas shopping or picking out a Halloween costume.  But, until then, it’s warm, it’s sunny, the birds are yelling, and that says spring to me…