Hello and welcome back to the wonderful world of the Dogpound. Unfortunately, due to time-limits set down by my Master,this article has to be written before the biggest soap opera of them all comes to its final conclusion. Only thing lacking in this race, as far as I can tell, is the sudden appearance of the evil twin, or the resurrection of someone who died in a previous episode. Even without those surprises, I am still sure they will be writing a ton of books, and maybe throw in a few television documentaries for good measure, covering the only presidential race in our history, where both candidates were equally “unliked;” disliked by the same populace they were trying to woo to vote for them.
Thankfully, at least for a short period of time, we had some diversion created by a classic, seven-game World Series, between the Chicago Cubs and the Cleveland Indians. I am not a baseball fan…but being from Ohio…I had to root for the home team…and I only watched the last few games when it looked like the Indians were going to win going away. Unfortunately, my team lost, and for their efforts they got the curse that had been on the Cubs back for over 100 years. Then we had to come back to reality…sigh! Back to the realization that even after the final vote is cast, we will still be living with this reality for four long years, regardless of who wins this contest. As they say in the Dogpound…”Buckle up…this ride is just getting started.”
THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK
“Elections belong to the people. It’s their decision. If they decide to turn their back on the fire and burn their behinds, then they will just have to sit on their blisters.” – Abraham Lincoln (Good words to remember as we move forward with our new president).
The local sheriff was looking for a new deputy. When a blonde walks in to try for the job, he asks her
“Okay, what is 1 and 1?”
“Eleven,” she replies.
The sheriff thinks to himself, “That’s not what I wanted, but I guess she’s right!”
“What two days of the week begin with the letter T?” he asks.
“Today and Tomorrow,” the blonde answers. The sheriff is again surprised that the blonde has supplied a correct answer that had not even occurred to him.
“Now listen carefully, who killed Abe Lincoln?” he asks her. The blonde looks a little surprised. She thinks really hard for a minute and finally admits, “I don’t know.”
“Well, why don’t you go home and work on that one for a while?”
So, the blonde wanders over to the beauty parlor, where her pals are waiting to hear the results of the interview. The blonde was exultant.
“The interview went great!” she says. “First day on the job and I’m already working on a murder case!”
That is enough to pass the Master’s muster. As always, be good, do good, play safe, and remember, when you turn your back on important events, you may get your backside blistered.