A Quiet News Day

This is Wednesday Octmber 10th with less than a month to go before we find out whether Mitt Romney will have that esteemed honor he wants of being the first Mormon president, and also the dubious distinction of being the absolute worst, most despised President of the past eighty years.  Mitt Romney has shot up in polls as of yesterday being four points ahead of the President in one poll, and up one point in another.  Apparently he had wiped out overnight the gender gap, with now women preferring Mitt Romney in almost as great as numbers as do men.  Obama has this besetting fault of being an "academic schollar" but it takes a "good performance" and not true intellectual debating skill to win over today's pathetically educated crop of Americans.  Logic and credibility mean nothing to today's audience.  You can lie a blue streak to them, just as long as you do it with decisive forcefulness and looking them squarely in the eye.   I am hoping to catch today's speech by Bill Clinton on You Tube or someplace.  I am planning to get a new template for this blog perhaps before the day is out.  We now pick up yesterday's narritive a little before three o clock this morning.

I went out and talked to James some more and had a cigarette, because I knew I wouldn’t be able to get to sleep without one.  I told him I had just had diaria and my lower GI tract was still restless.  But then I went back to bed and got to sleep and I woke while it was still pitch dark, but it was already 6:07 so I got up.  I had the Stephanie Miller program on and made the final pot of coffee.  We had Raison Bran for breakfast and scrambled eggs and French toast.  I was still hungry with just one piece.  What else is new.  Denise ran out of coffee before getting to me, that’s what.  Anyhow I relaxed and listened to Stephanie the next hour and Denise brought the laundry basket back.  I put the clothes away just before lunch.  I had “Live and Local” on.  Nora arrived and changed the linens just before ten.  Bill gave me a cigarette lighter that was low on fluid, for free, saving me needed funds.  I went down for morning coffee from Dora but got one cup and she left while I was sitting two chairs down from Nancy, enjoying the yellow cake she also had.  I was just musing on how life was better for me just one year ago.  Later out on the patio I was thinking that Dr. Levy talking about goals five years out is misguided.  I have shorter term goals, like not being served bologna sandwiches two days in a row when the first day it said “ham” and today the menu said “turkey”.  I returned to the room around ten thirty.  Arts and crafts was in progress.  I haven’t changed the calendar from September yet but this month has sucked so bad it’s no loss.  I am far less “adventurous’ in my blogs now from a year ago or even six months ago.  I had more reason to be worried then because you had all these political flavors of the month then.  First it was Michelle Bachman, then Gov Rick Perry and the “Texas Miracle”.  (That’s his back-up band)  Then it was Herman Cane and late in the year 2011 it was Newt Gingrich, as Paul had foretold a whole month in advance.   In late spring of 2011 I was doing that pure math geometry stuff and the thing then was how many lines it takes to surround all possible planes from any given dimension, and I worked out a formula- - and carried it out to four dimensions.  Then I had that “tetra-hedenization” of numbers- - thanks to that Excel chart, with a possibility of going higher in dimensions.  Today my postings are very unadventurous compared to then, like I am phoning them in.  I wish I had more readership.  I really do believe people should read my older stuff because at this point in time - - the older stuff is both more inspired and creative, as well as expanding your mind.  But “expanding your mind” seems to be on no ones priority list.  Mal Evans finally put in an appearance at lunch time.  I played a recording for me, which is like some mash-up combo of “Dust in the Wind”, “Stairway to Heaven”, and “Aqualung”.  You haven’t heard a piece on the radio like that have you?  Mal Evans also explained the reason why he didn’t want me writing or posting anything against Obama - - and it has to do with this martyr complex thing.  Obama will be more of a martyr is all of his supporters stay with him and give him every change to win.  That way if he does lose we can’t be accused of “not doing all we could to help him” and the burden will fall squarely on the Forces of Hate out there, and their Judgement therefore will be all the greater.  I guess I don’t look at things that way.

We had tomato soup for lunch and cold cut sandwich and coleslaw.  I got an additional half sandwich.  We had a banana for desert, and we did get coffee.  There was a bit more “live and local” and then it was Randy Rhodes.  But I knew I getter get out to the back bench.  The place was packed out.  I signed in at number fourteen with only twelve official lines.  The van holds seven passengers but Sarah lately has been limiting it to six since people like Glen are hold-overs from one load to the next.  Oddly enough, Glen wasn’t among this crowd of some fifteen or so people.  Sarah took six on the first load including Pete Spegler.  But after she had left I looked around and there were still some eight people besides me.  I know Sarah has taken me other times when I didn’t think I deserved to be on a certain load.  And Sarah had lost the list but I wasn’t going to take advantage of that by manipulation or wheedeling.  Let those other eight argue among themselves.  Besides I really didn’t “feel like more coffee” at that point.  I went back and caught more of Randy Rhodes who was chronicling Romney’s many flip-flops.  At two o clock she had that “liars club” thing.  There is a speech Bill Clinton apparently gave today where he does his “take” on the Wednesday Debate.  It’s too bad our side can’t have Clinton as front man ALL of the time!  I won’t be posting today.

Jennifer is having a mental break down on Days of our Lives.  That’s starting to become apparent to all now.  But now Dr Daniel is having second thoughts about taking off with Nicole to Utah.  Daniel Jonas is a major flip-flopper.  Nicole is in too delicate position right now, however, to be ying-yanged around.  Also Caroline Brady is having to lot of “senior moments” these days, such to the extent that Bo told Hope he doesn’t think travel around the world in a yacht would be advisable just now.  Abigail is being frozen out by Nick, by Gabriel, and by Chad.  I guess she should take a hint that it’s a private matter- - no matter how “strange” it looks and not pursue it but leave it alone.  I heard floor mopping in the hall so stayed here and watched Dr. Oz, who had Rick Springfield, a one hit wonder, whom they now say hat seventeen top forty hits on the charts.  He didn’t date girls in high school but tried to hang himself at age seventeen, but the knot came undone about the same time he was passing out.  Later- presumably after fame, he became both a sex addict, and also seemed to be apathetic about all his wealth and fame like “It wasn’t the thing I really wanted after all”.  Maybe.  Then I had Randy on only a couple minutes.  After this I went down to the courtyard for afternoon coffee and the four birds were in the cage.  I got two cups of coffee from Dora but nothing to eat.  They are replacing a few isolated floor tiles in the hall up here.  I get the impression it’s just spot replacement and they have no intension of yanking out the whole thing.  Let’s hope not.  I guess we’re caught up and David Cruise is on now.  It’s generally been a quiet news day.