Most of us do.

I've just found that the less we dwell on it, the happier we are.

What was that sudden series of loud thuds outdoors this afternoon?

Why, the beautiful sound of snow sliding off my metal alpine roof in the bright sun, that's what.

Maybe in a few days I'll have running water again. I stink, people; I tell you, I stink to high heaven after 9 days w/o a proper tub bath. Doing all I can with baby wipes, but it's no complete or permanent solution. This afternoon I doused my hair with witch hazel and toweled it off. At least my scalp feels better. Tomorrow my regular weekly ride comes to take me shopping and on errands for 2 hours; I'll dress in as many layers of clean clothes as possible and hope I don't make people faint when I walk by.

What am I saying? Most people around here have been in the same fix, some for over 2 weeks instead of a measly 10 days. I bet a lot of them will smell even worse!

Well, they won't show up until they've had their after-dinner fun: pulling wings off flies.

I try not to bang their bony heads together, tempting as it is.

Though I certainly put a stop to that political hate crap they wanted to vomit in Sunday School. Ruined their fun, I did, and I'm not even a member of that congregation - just a regular visitor. Cheeky! You'd think with recent events and GOP scandals, there wouldn't be a single Republican left in town. But I am convinced that HRC could carry this county in '16, if not the whole state. And I am keeping my eyes on midterms, never worry.

Sorry ANYONE has to deal with this jerk, who's clearly a few bricks short of a full load.

But I'm glad the sheriff understands.

Several years ago when I got a new neighbor on the south side, he turned out to be a real jerk too. Hates chows, and I had 2. I told him to ignore them (there's a big fence to protect them!) and they'd soon start to ignore him back. But no, every time he came and went he'd at least shout at them. Then several times I caught him leaning over the fence, swearing and waving his arms to stir them up. Of course he'd jerk back just in time before they could get him. Then he'd go indoors and call his buddy the police chief to try and get a fine on me for vicious dogs.

After a few such episodes, I went down to the town council meeting and raised hell. Told them exactly what had been going on. After 8 years these people know I mind my own business when allowed to, but when I'm harrassed, I yell like a banshee. It's easier for them not to provoke me. That's not the situation I'd prefer, but neither will I let these yahoos push me around even if I am the first liberal they've ever met.

Needless to say, the police stopped responding to my new neighbor's false complaints. He harrassed the dogs a few more times, but I jumped in his face, and well before they died at 16, he was leaving them alone. Weird thing is, he's notorious for having a huge crush on me. As if I'd give him the time of day! Now he's had such serious heart trouble that he hasn't had the energy to be such a jerk.

Thanks for sharing, sheshe.

It's a beautiful chart indeed.

I don't know whether some of the local teabaggers have left me in peace a lot more lately because they've given up on me, or whether any of them are beginning to see the light. At least a glimmer.... in the distance....

President Obama's correct, too, about how several years from now when ACA's in full swing, lots of people will NOT want to call it ObamaCare. God forbid POTUS should get credit for anything!

If I may be forgiven ONE more story:

A particular 'friend' wanted to go with me to see the Grand Canyon, one of my favorite places on earth, so when I went to pick her up that morning (long drive), she came out in a garden party dress with high heels. When her broken ankle was barely healed. I suggested she get something she could walk in because even though we were going to catch a bus in Flag, there would still be a lot of walking involved.

No, she had to wear her prissy heels. So by the time the bus pulled up to the first tour stop, she announced her foot hurt too bad for her to walk and I should stay with her because she was afraid to be alone on that big scary bus. I reminded her about her stubborness with shoes and said point blank, I didn't drive all the way up here to sit on a bus and babysit. So I got off there and every other stop and had one whale of a good time. She never tried to tag along again. I would've enjoyed reasonable company, but she didn't meet muster.

Remember what Eleanor Roosevelt said; nobody can make you feel inferior (or in this case, manipulated) without your consent.

Apparently I upset someone who deleted a couple of answers to my posts.

No offense intended, really. As I said of Rug, if I want to draw blood, it can't be missed. But I seldom do, and I don't know when I've ever seen him do that in a mean-spirited way. Still, the other person seems to have been genuinely upset by my posts at least, and I never meant that to happen.

Vulgarity usually springs from a juvenile mind.

I always loved teachers like him, and Asimov etc who could take complicated subjects

and make the material easily accessible to the average listener. Joseph Campbell shone that way too.