The Poll Worker Blues

*12 bar blues – capo 1st fret

I just want to learn the process
So I thought I’d volunteer today
Although the county gave me training
It was in a very geriatric way

These blue haired’s are about to drive me crazy
Please stop me from killin’ Ida Mae
I got those Poll Worker blues baby
And I can’t wait to get back home today

On the day of the election
I watched ole’ folks puffin’ out their chests
They were strivin’ for perfection
finding fault in whatever you might suggest

These blue haired’s are about to drive me crazy
Please stop me from killin’ Ida Mae
I got those Poll Worker blues baby
And I can’t wait to get back home today

Don’t you know there’d be a run-off
Just one race on a rainy day
I spent 12 long hours in the school gym
trying to organize a friendly dodge ball game

These blue haired’s are about to drive me crazy
Please stop me from killin’ Ida Mae
I got those Poll Worker blues baby
And I can’t wait to get back home today!

Don’t wait to get stabbed up

What a crappy weekend, for lots of reasons I won’t go into here. The weather certainly didn’t help; cold and wet mostly.

On the way out to feed the horses Saturday morning, I was listening to talk radio when a listener called in to make comments about the NBA melee in Detroit Friday night. Specifically, they were discussing whether fans should be afraid to sit near the players or even attend games at all. The caller seemed intelligent and was using good grammar and making good points, right up until he said, “What if that same guy with a knife decided to stab up the whole stadium?Continue reading “Don’t wait to get stabbed up”

Radcon TV

Well isn’t this special. TV stations across the country are now afraid to air the movie Private Ryan scheduled to be aired by ABC on Veterans Day. According to the Atlanta Journal-Constitution, with Bush being re-elected, new Republicans in Congress and recent FCC fines, broadcast stations are running scared. So here in Atlanta, we get to see Return to Mayberry instead.

Junk Melman

Before moving to Marietta last year, I lived in a condo in Dunwoody. Great place, quiet, nice neighbors. The only problem I had there was the community mail center. My place was the closest to the mailboxes which was convenient not only for me, but for any trash originating there.  Continue reading “Junk Melman”

Darker Days

I tried to blog yesterday, but I just couldn’t do it. I woke up this morning thinking today would be better. I can move on now and quit arguing with people, even in jest, about this stupid freaking election. It is just a presidential election for Cry-sakes, they happen every four years and it’s just one person; more of a figurehead anyway. Right? Then why am I so down about this? Still. Continue reading “Darker Days”

Otis, My Man!

I have ALWAYS wondered what happened to Otis Day and the Knights. I am so glad he made something of himself and didn’t just ride out being a one hit wonder accidentally made famous by a bit in a movie classic. By the way, an even bigger story may be the fact that Otis is actually white…