I was heading for another “confessional post.” Though it’s been partially drafted, it’s not ready and I don’t have the time (or stomach) to get it ready for this week. Instead, we get random bits of whatever.
-Walking the dog in the morning, I’m still not used to the fact that it’s largely dark until right around seven (this week). Autumn seems to come on fast in this part of the world. I’ll enjoy it while I can.
-Debate number 3 is coming up this week. Another thing I’m not sure I have the stomach for. Have you noticed (not to get too political here, but I can’t help myself) that Donald Trump’s rhetorical strategy of late seems to boil down to “I’m rubber, you’re glue”? After the “locker room banter” incident, it was “Bill Clinton said far worse.” John McCain is “foul mouthed.” (I can’t even figure out where that comes from) Hillary Clinton “has hate in her heart.” Now, after two debate performances that have had some jokingly (and others seriously) suggest Trump is using cocaine, he wants to take a drug test. Enough of that.
-Making only sporadic progress on the RiP and the WiP this past week/weekend. Going through the RiP, I’m finding some stuff that I can’t believe got through to submission stage. Yeesh.
That’s about all I’ve got this week; how’s things with you?