Needed to get some air; needed to be somewhere other than in front of a screen. The dog was thrilled; we almost never take evening walks.
The air was cool and fresh. Nothing like a clear autumn night. All of the lights were on in my neighbors’ houses as they stared at the same screen I’d had to escape.
Would they, I wondered, drift out onto the street after the election was officially called? The way some people take a night walk at midnight on New Year’s?
I walked by the Trocki house and saw them in their living room, the television brightly shining… I felt like knocking on their door and joining them, just being sociable with them…
May you live in interesting times. An ancient Chinese curse.
“Look at it this way,” said Mr UD. “The housing market will collapse. But we just sold the Cambridge house.” Yes. Got in under the wire there.
Could it be that the United States, unlike so many other countries, is still not ready for a woman president?
After walking up and down Rokeby Avenue, my dog and I headed for the woodland paths in my backyard. But as she suddenly strained at the leash, I realized that a herd of deer had probably bedded down in the high grass, and we’d be wise to avoid them. So I headed back to the front garden, and then to the front door. How does Katherine Ann Porter’s somber story “Pale Horse Pale Rider” conclude? “Now,” the narrator bitterly announces…
there would be time for everything.
November 9th, 2016 at 1:52AM
Trump VP Mike Pence connected to Koch Bros. All one needs to know….