In which I’m still here

alive“Be interesting” may be beyond me at the moment; consider this a proof of life post.

This was supposed to be the Week of Meetings; bad weather cancelled two of the three and there are dark rumors floating around about tomorrow; it’s supposed to be around five below zero between six and seven AM tomorrow, which is when the buses are picking the kids up and the walkers are walking.  That means maybe twenty below with the wind chill; nothing compared to a couple of weeks ago where it was forty below, but still probably too cold to get everybody to school.  Monday and Tuesday next week are supposed to be bullshit too.

…yeah, I got nothin’.  I spent all day in a meeting; it was good and productive and useful (even if technically it’s probably not done yet; we have a lot more work to do) but it’s kind of sapped my will to be creative and funny right now, and right now everywhere I’m looking on the Internet is pissing me off, and I’m not really in the mood for a long politics rant right now.  Apparently every Republican in America has decided to say or do something fucking stupid about either gay people or women in the last 24 hours.  I don’t know why.  I’m perfectly happy for the epidemic to stop any goddamn time now, thanks, you assholes.

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Luther M. Siler

Teacher, writer of words, and local curmudgeon. Enthusiastically profane. Occasionally hostile.

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