Good! Now that we've come to a meeting of the minds, pull up a stool and have a drink with us at the Come-as-you-are Party.
And inbetween throwing sh!t around the kitchen. Have to figure out this ham pie before the one who-must-be-obeyed, er- "sweet thang", gets home...
Seriesly though- here hold this swiss cheese for a second, chump- I just can't manage to work myself into an appropriate frenzy over state or local politics. Futility and all that. Bad Republican. Need to drink more. Ingrained back-slapping smoky-room politics around here; nothing will change until folks like me get off our collective shiny metals and break into the system...
And now, the cheese back if you don't mind. If we had a cheese grater I wouldn't know where it was. I think I'll just cut it up and disperse consistently.