Say What?

Tammy and I ignored the election results coverage for most of the evening. We were both burned out and needed a break. I went down to the basement and played pinball for a while, with the TV behind me tuned to MSNBC's election coverage. Pinball and election results have been a tradition of mine for many election nights. It became apparent early on that this would be much closer than I would have ever guessed. I'd seen his recent rallies at half-empty venues, with people walking out early due to Trump's incoherent ramblings about crime, immigrants, his enemies, Hannibal Lecter, etc. In contrast, Kamala's packed arenas were filled with energized supporters and a coherent, forward-looking message of hope for a better tomorrow. I couldn't imagine how the race was as close as the polls indicated.  I was sad to see the results working in favor of Trump. What are people thinking, I wondered. Didn't we have the best stock market and economy in the world? Didn't Bide

Oscar and Rudy have been with us for four months, and I can say with certainty that they're living their best lives. Lazy mornings spent lounging in bed (not that I ever did that much) are gone. I'm up before the sun every morning to let them out and fix their food bowls before heading out on a 2-mile (3.2 km) walk with them. It's a nice routine, but I must adjust my late-night TV viewing to get to bed at a more reasonable time. It's worth it, though. These little guys are happy in their new home . Tammy will be tasked with the early morning duties in a few weeks when I go for knee replacement surgery. I'm dreading the disruption to our routine this will cause, but we'll get through it. My mother would have been 96 years old today had she still been with us. This photo of her  (May 4th, 2015) was taken on her last outing before she became ill and had to be admitted to the hospital and then to a senior care facility, where she spent months trying to regain her he