Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Just Another Tuesday in Paradise
First up the folks over to the Coast about 25 miles from me are all in a tither over respected names being dragged through the public mud after those names popped up on a client list of a local Zumba instructor who was exercising their naughty bits between Zumba sessions. The local constables have released names without the corresponding addresses or ages.
I thought the massive rumble that shook our house last night might have been 150 indignant wives over to Kennebunk roaring their disapproval. Or maybe it was a roar of approval as they castrated the first of many husbands who had strayed from the nest. But no, it was just another 4.5 earthquake. Hell its only been 20 years or so since the last one. I will admit this one caused me to take notice. The epicenter was only about 12 flying crow miles from our house and for a moment I was sure every fragile Knick Knack on our shelves were going to start jumping off.
Everything being equal and even though having some excitement visit our wonderful part of the country, I could have skipped all the hoopla, righteous indignation and most certainly I could have done without looking at Mitt's condescending smirks. But I have to say, the debate dovetailed quite nicely with hookers, politicians, and an earthquake. Sometimes I am sure there is a God. Last night when I felt the quake I am sure it was him laughing.