Well yesterday was certainly fun here at Bagwine Ruminations.I was a bit surprised by some of your hurtful and malicious comments towards others. I am so glad that I was able, to once again, stay above the fray.
I for one, refuse to be dragged down into the mud and launch into political propaganda and invectives. I like to remain clean and articulate.
I swear; you guys should be ashamed of yourselves.
However, I am more than willing to forgive you all, so consider yourselves exculpated. (Hey Hoot, that means forgiven, cleared, absolved etc.)
Anyhoo, I am going to display a much lighter, carefree attitude today. I am off for the next three days and wish not to spend the time carrying around a heavy heart.
So, no cheap McCain jokes today. I will leave Johnny Mac alone. I don’t even know why I pick on him so.
I mean, what’s not to like about the grandfatherly Senator? He’s seems like he would be fun to sit down with and engage in a rousing game of pinochle or dominos.
Perhaps, mosey over to the assisted living complex dining room with him after our game and grab the early bird special.
And then, share a joke, a handshake, and still make it into bed for a good night’s sleep prior to the six o’clock news coming on.
But, still…I just can’t vote for the guy. I wasn’t sure why, but then Schmoop put her finger on it the other day.
Schmoop in her folksy, yet esoteric way said, “I will never vote for a Presidential candidate who is unable to High-Five me.”
Beauty and Brains…Her statement erased any doubts that I had, and put me squarely into the Obama camp. High-Five, Schmoop, High-Five.
So with that, I must ready myself for the impending visit of Micky-T. I wish him safe travels and shall see him later today.
But before I go, and in keeping with my light-hearted mood, I leave you with a bouncy little ditty by the Irish Rovers…Lily the Pink.
Anyhoo, I am going to display a much lighter, carefree attitude today. I am off for the next three days and wish not to spend the time carrying around a heavy heart.
So, no cheap McCain jokes today. I will leave Johnny Mac alone. I don’t even know why I pick on him so.
I mean, what’s not to like about the grandfatherly Senator? He’s seems like he would be fun to sit down with and engage in a rousing game of pinochle or dominos.
Perhaps, mosey over to the assisted living complex dining room with him after our game and grab the early bird special.
And then, share a joke, a handshake, and still make it into bed for a good night’s sleep prior to the six o’clock news coming on.
But, still…I just can’t vote for the guy. I wasn’t sure why, but then Schmoop put her finger on it the other day.
Schmoop in her folksy, yet esoteric way said, “I will never vote for a Presidential candidate who is unable to High-Five me.”
Beauty and Brains…Her statement erased any doubts that I had, and put me squarely into the Obama camp. High-Five, Schmoop, High-Five.
So with that, I must ready myself for the impending visit of Micky-T. I wish him safe travels and shall see him later today.
But before I go, and in keeping with my light-hearted mood, I leave you with a bouncy little ditty by the Irish Rovers…Lily the Pink.
Have a great day all…
Cheers!!
Cheers!!
