Election Day

...is just around the corner, and signs are popping up at the intersections of all the Usual Routes. Most of them are stapled to little bitty furring strips, which are so flimsy that during low-rain periods they sometimes break while they're being pushed into the ground. Fortunately, we've had a lot of rain lately and the ground is still pretty easy.

Other, classier signs are wrapped around two thin wire legs, which are then shoved into the ground. These signs sway back and forth in the wind, and are quite pretty, as long as you don't try to read the words.

Both of these sorts of signs are subject to the occasional bit of vandalism, since the first breaks so easily and the second is so lightly anchored to the earth. Honor dictates that the signs not be vandalized, but in issues which are particularly emotional, honor is sometimes seen as, um, a secondary consideration.

But the signs. This year, we have a New Sort.

The signs for question 1: Vote YES to Preserve Marriage and Protect Maine (yes, we're voting on this AGAIN. What is it, five times, now?) -- those signs are mounted on Serious Lumber. I mean, you could stake a vampire with any of those posts and then use them to build the ladder from which you (obviously) intend to peer into your neighbors' bedrooms.

By contrast, the Vote NO on Question 1: Maine Won't Discriminate signs are mounted on the traditional furring strips, and I've been noticing that they're disappearing from the intersections where they were previously posted, to make room for more Protect Maine signs nailed to 2x4s.

Lot of wind in these parts, lately.

If you live in Maine, do vote on Tuesday. Thanks

The Day, In Pieces

An early-ish rise, and Dulsey to the vet for a follow-up. She weighs 2.8 pounds ("You moose!" the tech cried). Her fever is almost gone and both eyes are clear. Yay, Dulsey!

Home again, laundry was accomplished, lunch was eaten, dishes were washed, and the advance money for the Russian sale of Balance of Trade was in the mailbox. Yay, Russian sale!

Mozart, who is so far been an exemplary uncle*, very carefully and very deliberately showed Dulsey how the cat door to the basement works, which is only slightly scary. Dulsey immediately Got It; which is Very Scary.

Scrabble has actually been upstairs whole hours today, though she's still On The Lookout for any Manifestations of Kitten. Scrabble informs Management that she is Not In Favor of Kittens. Management has taken this Under Advisement.

Wrote the next scene, which puts total wordage on the new project at 3,775. Yay, writing!

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*Mozart dangles his tail deliberately in front of Dulsey and lets her wrestle with it. He is also Firm, but Kind. When Dulsey tried a frontal leap up at his position on top his favorite box, he merely extended a paw and soft-pushed her down.