Home is where $2 Lobster is not

The reason I’ve been quiet most of the day is because I just finished a week-long “home to Mom’s, Mom’s to cousin’s in another state, back up to Mom’s, up to the North Woods for another birthday party, back down to Mom’s, to the airport, four days in Vegas, back to Mom’s and finally back home” run of about eight days. Sufficient to say, the only thing I saw that involved our president involved him throwing out the first pitch at the All-Star Game and the only reason I was watching that was because I had $20 on the NL. Of course, they blew it.

However in coming back from a place where the highs were 112 and the lows were 86 (it’s like sucking off the tail pipe of a bus when you breathe), it’s nice to know that some things haven’t changed. Palin is still weird, Sotomayor is going to win this thing in a walk and it’s cold as shit in Wisconsin.

It’s nice to be home. I’ll give you a late-night booster if I can get away for a few hours.


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