Hammer Mill Days

When I was a kid, my parents took me on a trip across this great country of ours. We took in all the national parks, all the dude ranches, all the hamburger joints, all the breakfast cereals, and it was great. The best way I can share it with you is by singing this song. I want you to all sing along with me. "There's a yellow rose in Texas ... that I am BOUND TO SEE....!!!" Whoa, hey... didn't know anyone was reading this here blog. I was just practicing in my spare time. What am I practicing? Thought you might ask. Just in case I find myself running for president in sixty or seventy years, I thought I might need a little background on how to warm up a crowd at a retirement center. Now I know just how to do it, sort of. Anywho... we've all got to keep ourselves occupied, what with Big Green up on blocks like a 1976 Chevy Monza that needs a ring job. We've been blowing oil for about 5,000 miles now, folks. Time for a tune up. [METAPHOR OVER.] Right, so ... wha...

Florida has voted, though not in such high numbers as primary season 2008. One wonders if people are getting tired of the new normal of multi-million dollar negative ad buys. Romney has his victory, much sought after, though the contest is obviously not over yet. Perhaps people are getting the sense that none of these creatures has a strong grasp of what is wrong with our economy and how to set it straight. Perhaps they are looking at the republicans and at Obama and thinking, who amongst this lot is going to do what needs to be done to pull the vast majority of Americans out of this ditch? Mind you, I'm not a total agnostic on this. There is a difference between the parties. I wish it were a bigger difference, but there's no point in denying that it's there. Obama hasn't done anywhere near what he would need to do to restart this economy and get it going in a more sustainable direction. I don't know that he's particularly inclined towards making any bold steps ...