I don’t write much about politics here – other than the “I can’t stand Joe Biden” refrain, but I want to say something now. I don’t have to say it; I want to say it. I’m being perfectly honest about that.

I am disgusted by President Obama announcing if people don’t do what he wants, there will be a reprisal. Saying it loud and clear to hit the headlines and reach those people who made it through the Depression and the war and worked.

I think that’s being a mean bully.

I once lived in John Boehner’s congressional district; I lived there before and after he was elected. My husband and I were invited to meet him at one of his first appearances at our neighbors’ home. I asked him a question – just like a real Washington reporter.

He said if he got to Washington, he planned on not just sitting around. Well, he didn’t.

I hope now he can stand up to the switchblade threat of Give me your money or the little lady gets it.

I have decided to go Full-Kindle. Yes, I know. But I suspected this would come, just as I gave up all my protestations about not being able to write without the pencil in my hand, connecting me intimately with the paper.

I have read so much more with the Kindle for Mac application on board, and overall I feel better. I would not be surprised if, for me, reading crosses the brain/mind barrier and does –  for lack of a better, more accurate term – good things.

Once I had started reading on my laptop, it only made sense to transfer to a device geared to that specific purpose. As Der Bingle  indicated, toting  a thousand dollar machine chock-full of files and applications around  just so you can read isn’t too bright.

Oh shoot, I just saw myself as a stick figure with a light bulb head . . . that transformed into a stick figure with a new-fangled light bulb head – you know the ones that coil around. Maybe I would be a log figure . . .

Well, I didn’t expect to start the morning by grinning because of a light bulb, but there you go.