Moon Over Tiny House

Here we are another Halloween upon us and nothing to show for it beyond a bag o’ cut rate candy. The weather is nice though, you have to give it that. Beautiful evenings – the trick-or-treaters are going to have it pretty nice.

Speaking of scary things, it is neigh on election time too and it is going to be a tough one. I have a choice between a Republican hyena and a Democrat who was a developer. I rate developers right up there with rapists and lawyers. I could piss my vote away on a third party candidate, but in the long run, what would I have proven? I am registered as a Republican, but will undoubtedly vote for the incumbent governor, a Democrat. I think she has done a good job so far and it gives me a little comfort knowing we have someone to balance out our rapacious Republican government here in AZ. There is a Republican candidate, but the only qualification I have seen so far is he has eight kids. Oh good, his dick works. If I was his wife I’d neuter the bastard with a dull butter knife. Well, enough of the political nonsense. It really doesn’t matter who you vote for. It is the same shit; the names have just been changed to protect the guilty.

Spent more than a little time banging around a hospital last week. Word of warning, any hospital with the word “Banner” in the name is one to be avoided. The first one was like a refugee camp and this one was the “get it your damn self” hospital. It sucked sweaty donkey balls.

Voter tip: If a non smoking bill is endorsed by a cigarette company and a land use bill is endorsed by developers it would be in your best interest to vote no on those bills. I’ve said it before, if the cigarette companies were really interested in people’s rights they’d quit making cigarettes. And developers are just a pack of right bloody bastards.