Wednesday,
January 14, 2004
DAY-um!
Not
only is he socially liberal and fiscally conservative, a proven politician with
good legislative experience and a fine, fine candidate for the Democratic presidential
nomination (and please, God, the next president of the United States), but damn,
Howard Dean was also extremely babelicious in his younger days!
I mean, just look at those pics. We're talking seriously hot here, people. Phoo. I mean, hey, he's no slouch now, either, but WOW. I would've done him in a New York minute. Especially that top picture -- yowza. Lucky Judith. . .
Of course, when I posted these sentiments on my writing journal, one of my buddies (who said that if Dubya came through with the space program, he would vote for him) took me to task about voting for someone on the basis of his looks. Nope, looks alone are certainly no reason to vote for someone, and I never said that I was voting for him because he was a babe. I'm voting for Howard Dean because he's intelligent, I like his governing style, I think he has damn good plans for establishing medical insurance for everyone, didn't support that ongoing debacle in Iraq, and is willing to tackle the mess that our country is in right now.
The fact that he was studly back in the 70's is just a nice perk. But what a perk. Although, looking at the middle picture, it's obvious that he CAN open his entire mouth when he smiles, so I wonder why he keeps giving that lowered-lip smile instead. Hmm -- maybe it's a football injury, who knows.
A foggy day in Dallas town
Oh, man, it was foggy out there this morning -- I got up around 4:00 AM (more on this below) to get some aspirin, and just stood at the window with a cat in my arms, admiring the mist and it way it made the other apartment buildings disappear.
Actually, it reminded me of the time I was driving from Montreal to Chicago -- the area around the border is very foggy at night due to weather conditions and the nearby Great Lakes, and I had just crossed over the Ambassador Bridge around 1:00 AM in a real pea souper.
The
road was pretty much empty, but I was still driving slower than normal because
of the fog, which turned out to be good when I came around a curve and WHOA!
A car had spun out ahead of me and was sitting broadside in my lane. I swerved
into the slow lane and swooshed around it with plenty to spare, but only because
I'd been driving about 15-20 miles slower than the speed limit. That woke me
up quite nicely, I must admit.
Speaking of wakefulness and sleep -- well, I had some sleep last night. Still not a full night (woke up around 12:45 AM from a dream, and I KNEW I was waking up and desperately tried to fight it, especially since the dream was rather interesting, then couldn't get back to sleep until 4:00 AM) but at least I feel better so that's something.
I also broke down and indulged in a rare and beautiful Mountain Dew (the picture at right is when I discovered the Canadian Mountain Dew sold in Swedish supermarkets did not have caffeine in it. I was a disappointed Mellie that day) for lunch. I don't care if it looks like radioactive waste and tastes like a diabetic cat widdled in it -- it has caffeine, and that's good enough for me. Hey, I just noticed something -- the rule is "i before e, except after c and sometimes y." So why is caffeine spelled "c-a-f-f-E-I-n-e?" And I just checked the can, so I know it's the correct spelling. Probably has to do with chemical names or summat.
Hmm -- maybe I
should try and get to sleep early tonight. You think?