Was the election fixed?

I just found this and I have to tell you that I'm closer to moving away from this country than I ever have been.



How is this even possible to get through the system...

No...

Check that. The system is peopled with idiots who can't check email.

er... What I meant to say is that "I for one, welcome our new blood-soaked overlords."

What Quest?

I've not written a lick about cleaning up any aspect of my life in a while.

My taxes this year sit undone after filing an extension. My house is filled with packed boxes from a move. My list of things I "need to do" is larger than the list of things I've done by so much I can't even fathom the tasks at hand. People have shot horses that are in the kind of shape that I'm in.

To wrap is all up, I work more now than I ever have - Somewhere near 16 hours a day every single day of the work week and a good 6 hours a day on the weekends.

While on the first real day off I've taken in months, this weekend I read a blurb about quests:

"It is not a quest if it does not take your life to accomplish."

It was then that I realized that my quest to simplify my life is over and a new one had taken it's place.

Work is taking my life.

Work must apparently be my quest.

This is pretty effed up.

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The most disgusting cold treatment ever... I'm serious.

I used to get sick every holiday season. I swear, every year the same thing. I got sick when we did nothing special, I got sick while traveling to England in 1999 over New Years, I got sick every single year.

Nothing special or amazing about my being sick, I'm not diseased or frail. These episodes had always been variations on the common cold that just decided to show up at the most inconvenient time they could. It's almost like getting sick around the holidays was a tradition.

The last few years, I've not been sick at all. I don't remember exactly how many sick days I've taken in the last five years, but I could count them on one hand. Most of those required the emergency room and stitches - My getting "sick" for a day is pretty odd. Staying home for the day was even more unusual.

But far more unusual is this new cold treatment that I've just been put through. Maybe unusual is not the best word. "Disgusting" is a better word.

In addition to the Vitamin C and other cold remedies that I've tried this time, I was given something called ZICAM. Now, usualy the process of being sick is gross enough. There is a lot of spitting, coughing, snot and other really gross stuff that just kind of goes with the territory. You accept the fact that when you are sick, it will be gross.

This cure makes things more gross.

ZICAM is a treatment where you stick a "Gel swab" up your nose and spread medication all around for a specified period of time.

Who thought of this?