Am I Blog Enough For You?

Damn I’m getting a lot of comment spam on my blog lately. It’s not like I’ve been posting or anything, so I don’t really deserve it. I norel the links anyway, so it’s not like they do anything but remind me that I’m running low on porn.

I’m in bed trying to figure out how to vote in Tuesday’s election. Apparently the Democrats are going to win everything. It figures that now that I’m rich again they are going to raise taxes. I have an absentee ballot, so my vote won’t get there until after the winner has already been declared. But I’ll feel bad if I don’t do something.

Republicans are already shipping in homosexual male prostitutes to console them for when they lose control of the House. What’s up with that? Haggart and Foley — these guys have the same basic psychology as serial killers, it just manifests itself a little differently.

In election-related news, we changed our cat’s name from G.G. to G.G. Bustamante. I think it has a nice ring to it. Today G.G. Bustamante peed on a laundry basket filled with freshly washed and folded laundry. Diana is psychoanalyzing her in hopes of finding out why.

Matthew keeps asking where Halloween went. It’s strange, and I don’t like it. He might be referring to the candy, which is somewhere that he cannot reach it. Or he might be referring to his costume (fireman again), which is packed away. I continue to explain that Halloween is one night a year, and it will be back again next year. I also explain that Halloween is like Christmas for gay people, which is like Republicans and evangelicals enjoy it so much.

Now I must do my civic duty and cancel out some reasonable person’s vote…