I’m only posting this so that my eight loyal readers (and the 400 other newbies) know that my heart is still in Lincolndemocrat. Its just that at this moment my brain is dragging itself behind my heart like one of those doomed extras in a movie about surviving in a long desperate Desert crossing.
I’ve been working on those eight jobs I mentioned stacking up yesterday and begun whittling away at them. And then tonight I attended the forum at Denfeld on folks who are down on their luck. Claudia reiterated her take on this forum by saying it was a way for the downtrodden to tell their truths to the power players. That’s her sentiment but my words.
I picked up the 10,000 snow sculpting trading cards I ordered and after I got home began inserting them in my handouts.
Claudia and I watched an engrossing series “Stranger Things.” while I worked. I have another three days of materials to pass out.
That’s it for me. I’m pooped.
