Today will be a day full of adventure, that is certain.
I will be going to Round Rock, because it is the only county Annex I know of, to get my car registration updated and to VOTE! I am going to let Rick Perry know where he can stick his Prop 15.
This is the first time I have voted since the 2004 presidential primary. That election I was faced with choosing between a Giant Douche and a Turd Sandwich (thanks South Park) until I did my homework and found out there were other people running. I voted for the Libertarian candidate in every category, of course. It's just so shitty that people believe that you can only vote for one or the other even if both are wrong for the job at hand. Penn Jillette, one of my personal heroes, was on Glenn Beck last week and he made an excellent point that these days because of the 2 party system no one votes for a candidate, people vote against a candidate. He asked people one thing their candidate does right and very few could answer that question, but they would gladly tell you what the opposition was does wrong. These people help decide who runs our nation.
One last political rant: hardly anyone votes in small elections like these, where we vote on amendments that can affect how much we pay in taxes, how much our cost of living will be. You know, the elections that actually can directly affect the individual. But when it comes to the big elections that require significantly less research, we'll all jump in on that one! I don't want that schmuck to win! I'm gonna vote for...that other guy. What was his name again?
Enough with that nonsense. I have so much laundry to do today. And apparently Vance would rather have fresh baked cookies instead of cake for his birthday tomorrow, so I also have to get started on that. I suppose to ensure that his hands don't go into the jar prematurely I could do that tomorrow. We got my brother to babysit for a little while tomorrow. As much as I love my big brother and trust that he still remembers how to take care of a baby, I am still scared. It's better than a stranger, but...it's my brother who hasn't really cared for a baby in, oh...22 years? I'm sure it will be fine.
And now I leave you with a picture of my son in a funny hat.