There is both voting and the vanquished in the next days … One of those right wing groups sent out a request for big Republican bucks to my brother-in-law, who was called Madam Kenneth Conant III, who formerly has held Office, both politically and as far as his style of conservative religious worship by that name. And here I thought that conservatives usually bash those thought to be “transgender” people. Unless they have money. Or just call him Madam, The Third.
As I was trying to Not See What I Could Not Comprehend, and definitely would not want to, there was someone at the door, and not a cub scout in this case of he who wanted Righteous Dollar Bills. Not Clinton, as that would only be 50 Cent. Oh OK, it seemed the guy actually wanted my vote. Not for him, but his candidate of choice. The guy was dressed in blaze orange, which makes me think he either had a target on his back or was fearful that there was such a thing spread out between his “chicken wings.” So I somewhat graciously took his frequent flyer and later used an orange thumb tack to try to press it through a stack of other thick-plastic, Political Junkie Heaven Material. The tack would not push through! Maybe there could be others uses for this tack, when it comes to candidates. Think The Dark Ages.
(More darkness? Dark chocolate? Dark old costumes? See “Picks of the Week” for Dark Surprises of Halloween events).