Today’s the last Saturday in October. It’s almost eighty degrees here on the lily pad inside the Beltway Swamp.
Whatever. Weather. Watching the Bills-Bucs game they were running nearly 70 degrees at something like 8 p.m., and it might snow some Monday night. Erie is still nearly 60 degrees.
The chemistry on this isn’t terribly difficult. One of the pods I’ve been pushing away from over the whole Israel thing is starting off with a rant about how graduating college isn’t that difficult.
*click*
Yeah, don’t need that.
And my wife walks in, shoulder surfs, and expresses her discontent that October is almost finished.
But the calendar is filling up for November. Still not sure what’s going on for Thanksgiving.
But playing along with my You Can Leave mantra, I find it interesting the things I’m really digging back in to. The Fifth Column, Reason, Cato, and so on.
Let’s go.
When I get on the plane for my trip, I’m going to leave. What can i turn off?