I am rather tired of this whole mess with our goverment, so here’s what I think.
While it may be a tad early to think about the 2008 election,
I have the perfect candidate.
It is probably time we have a woman as President.
MAXINE FOR PRESIDENT

Her platform makes perfect sense.

Maxine on “Driver Safety”~ “I can’t use the cell phone in the car. I have to keep my
hands free for making gestures.”

Maxine on “Life”~ Life is like an oven. It burns my ass”

Maxine on “Housework”~ “I do my housework in the nude. It gives me an incentive to
clean the mirrors as quickly as possible.”

Maxine on “Lawn Care”~ “The key to a nice-looking lawn is a good mower. I recommend
one who is muscular and shirtless.”

Maxine on “The Perfect Man”~ “All I ‘m looking for is a guy who’ll do what I want, when I
want, for as long as I want, and then go away. Or wait nearby, like a Dust
Buster, charged up and ready when needed.”

Maxine on “Technology Revolution”~ “My idea of rebooting is kicking somebody in the butt twice.”

Maxine on “Aging”~ “Take every birthday with a grain of salt. This works much
better if the salt accompanies a Margarita.”

With this wonderful philosophy how could she not win?

John and I appreciate having neighbors we know and can call on if we need to. Just as they can call on us,
that’s what neighbors do. During hurricane Janine they helped us nail tarps on our roof so we wouldn’t have further damage. They helped us we have helped them, being neighborly.

Our neighbors came by last night, just to share some talk and some strong coffee.
They are boring stay at home people, just like John and I. They also prefer to spend the evening sitting together as a family, then be gallivanting around. He’s a Vietnam vet, as is John. Their talk turned to war, and memories of places they had been ,what they had done.

The talk suddenly turned to a new neighbor, who is not well thought of.
This new neighbor started out by telling us all we could drop what we were doing and come help him clean his place up, we thought he was joking. Turns out he was serious. We disappointed him.
He is a good basher, bashing the people he had bought the place from, bashing well, bought everything you can bash.

John had already fixed his well, and done some serious preventive electrical Maintaince, without a thank you. I had brought a bouquet of flowers, homemade cookies, and some homemade bread and jam by when they moved in, without a thank you. Which was ok, we did it not for recognition, but because it was the right thing for us to do.

He is from the far northeast, he is the son of soandso. I don’t really care what your lineage is, I care what your character is.

Our property is fenced, it was one of the first projects we did when we moved to This Small Town, Florida.
Because we have animals, and we are responsible people. I reminded the men that good fences make good neighbors.

Our neighbor asked me what I meant, I told them of the time the mast ranch, a ranch that bordered our’s back in CowBoyHeaven, Montana had been briefly sold, and the new buyers had cut, and ripped out 5 miles of fence. They didn’t stay long, and they did repair our fencing. They didn’t like it thought, and they moved on somewhere.

There is a quality of character that allows people to be neighborly, it is about loyalty,
honesty and friendship. It is about being trustworthy.
Our new neighbor sadly has not learned to demonstrate these qualities, I don’t expect that he will be around for long.