Saturday, January 13, 2018
Its Official I Guess
So what have I done to fill my days for the last year? While some nagging honey do chores have been addressed, the additions to the list I made a year ago with the best of intentions, created an even longer list. The list will never be broken. I need to come to terms with this and be grateful I have so much more to avoid than I used to.
One of my regular blog visitors, Pipe Tobacco, commented in my last post about Trump. He was surprised I hadn't focused my attention and ire more on our fearless leader. Well, I guess it is a case of being over exposed to the asshole. I can't watch or listen to a broadcast without Dimwit in Chief being thrown in my face. Frankly I am tired of him, tired of the Republicans, tired the spineless whiners on the Left, and absolutely have had it with the media enabling all those assholes.
I am just fucking fed up with the noise.
Instead of bitching about his Royal Highness, I decided to throw my energy in a new direction - Local Politics.
If you do not want to be frustrated and bored at the same time, don't just go to weekly selectman meetings or committee meetings. What you need to do is join a committee. Do that and you can be frustrated, bored, and occasionally pissed off.
I joined the newly formed marijuana committee set up last September. Seven members tasked with providing information to the selectmen and citizens regarding the commercial and retail side of legal marijuana in town. Myself and two others represent the Pot smokers and the rest want to bring back the 1950's. It has been a very contentious experience. Tempers have flared, feelings hurt, and you know what? I fucking love it.
Keep it 'tween the ditches .........................................
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