Tuesday, December 20, 2016
The finish line is so close!
Dorothy and I went grocery shopping so I could make food for a friend having a minor surgery and friends with a new baby (in Wisconsin, we perform community through casserole, the cheesier the better in both senses of the word), and we found some pre-made Pillsbury Trolls cookie dough. It turned out to be the perfect activity for a baby with a broken arm. We raided my sprinkle stash, and she decorated like crazy.
(The Electoral College: 1. Had to vote the way it did because what a horrible precedent if it didn't. I don't want a bunch of partisan party elites deciding they can overrule the voice of the people in future elections. 2. BUT, now that the precedent for discourse about the Electors going rogue has been set, I bet the shit bag Republicans will do just that next time a Dem wins, and Trump will be able to stack the Supreme Court with ideologues who will allow it to happen. So. Oligarchy. Kleptocracy. Idiocracy. HERE WE COME. But hey, at least we'll save all the unborn babies and force Christmas trees into every public space. I HATE THE WORLD.)
In Wisconsin, we play baseball in the snow. DUH.