Kick that little minx in the tail and tell her to head on back.
Between the faux outrage over "shirtgate," the depressing news out of Ferguson (and the attendant stupidity from pretty much the entire spectrum of the perpetually offended), and other related news-type stories, I'm all "shocked-out".
Plus it's Thanksgiving, which means a full-court press for Christmas. This time last year, we were working frantically to clean out the house in MA for the move to VA, and wound up moving into the new house on December 23rd. Ergo, we didn't have a Christmas last year. This year, I want to make up for that transgression. Think this:
Okay, that might not be as grand as I've got in mind, come to think about it...
I'll still be here, but the posting, as you've probably noticed, is going to drop off a bit in the coming weeks. I'm hoping that the new year will bring with it a renewed lease and more to talk about, but one thing I'm finding, now that I've gotten out of MA, is that there's a lot less to be angry about. Sure, there's the overall, national-level stuff to be sure, but the day-to-day stuff has gotten a lot better.
I mean, I haven't acquired a rifle that didn't have a bayonet lug since I've moved to VA...
That is all.