Indiana election – primary day

Well, I do not know what is going on out there  – what with Bill Clinton coming to town (Kendallville) just this past Friday . . . and one guy telling the local newspaper he was going to vote for Hillary since his house is right across the street from the fire station where Bill appeared and he made $34 for parking.

I don’t get a Democratic ballot, so it’s not quite so exciting on this side. Mitch is running unopposed for the governor’s nomination and I am feeling not happy about him. He did NOT –  and neither did any of his staff – refer to complaints from my mother’s and my email about DST.  FIE ON YOU, MITCH.

Sadistic Bear

On May 5th, I thought, “Gee, I haven’t featured any of many bears we named eight years ago.” No, actually, I did not think that concisely. I believe I stumbled on this blue bear, wondered if her were named, flipped him over to look at his butt . . . and saw his label: Sadistic Blue. Then I thought, “Aha, I’ve been lax and now I can catch up a little on bear butt listing.” Well, I thought something like that.

So I photographed his face which inspired his name and his butt with the label and posted the pictures.

Later I went to the store and got dye to cover the gray in my hair. We left it on and I think it is too dark . . . and shows the classic red flashes of “I colored my hair and goofed up syndrome.” So now I am more aware of it – and more aware of it’s limpness, thinness and very skinny (what they call ‘fine’ ) texture.

Yesterday was a bummer on many levels and on top of it – sort of literally – hung my limp hair.

I happened to spy Sadistic Blue sometime in the afternoon – and I wonder if showing his butt photo had been a grave error. Maybe he had a hand in the coloring being less than optimal. Can you piss off a stuffed bear?

Oh, rats, I did not know he was reading over my shoulder.

“STUFFED!!!” he yelled and gave my hair a jerk. I think I need to be careful today.