I thought I'd share some photos of our Halloween night on Election Day, because for some reason, it just seemed fitting. "Trick or Treat..." "What's in the bag?" "Look, Mom! I got a handful of Republicans! Ewwwwwww."
Election Day's a lot like Halloween...you just never know what you're going to end up with, and some of what winds up in the bag looks pretty scary. Especially four years later.
Note: these photos were taken at a particularly creative house we went trick or treating at...impressive, no?
So what did I do, the night before election day? What else...watched the Saturday Night Live election day special.
What a boon SNL has been these past few months. And I have to be honest, John McCain was not bad this past Saturday...he seemed funny and at ease. Nothing at all like the mean spirited old man that we've seen this election campaign. He almost seemed like someone I could get behind. That is, if he hadn't made a horrible vice presidential pick and absolutely destroyed his campaign during the recent financial crisis.
(By the way, Sarah Palin was horrible when she appeared "live" on SNL. Particularly last night, where she actualy managed to scare me.)
Anyway, I decided to take a break from looking at anything election related, after ten o'clock last night. It's simply too nerve wracking. Besides, tonight's going to be a lo-o-o-ong night, I suspect. I'll be there watching it, too, every last minute, until a winner is declared. It's one of my favorite traditions.
Let's hope this one turns out better than the last two presidential elections. I'd like a treat, for a change.
In other news, Corb's mother is on the outs with her on again/off again boyfriend. In fact, she's planning on moving out of his place in two weeks. We're going to help, of course...we're sort of all she has.
I do feel badly for her...she's made some bad decisions in her life. Losing her savings to a crooked contractor, having Corb's brother screw her out of the rest. I think she really saw Jim as her salvation. Unfortunately, he was looking for a girlfriend, not a wife, and she couldn't handle that.
Which of course means that she's calling Corb every day, now, for his advice. Tonight's question was: should I pack the bed into the moving van first, or pack it at the end?
"Honestly, when she doesn't haven't a man around I think she treats you like her husband," I said tonight, after she hung up the phone because she wasn't listening to her.
"I don't want to even think about that," he replied.
"Anyway, I think you should be nice to her. She's going through a tough time."
"I know she is, but she goes on and on about it! She's not moving for two weeks and is already thinking about how to organize the truck!"
I grinned. "No wonder Jim took her to so many of those retreats where they couldn't talk for a week."
Corb's mom is moving in with her mother, and placing everything she has in storage. She had suggested moving into a house with us. We'll see if that actually happens. At the very least, it would make for one hell of a story!
Speaking of stories, I have been working on Pictures of You . Since I posted the first five chapters in July, I've completed six more chapters, and have also gone through the entire story making corrections, because I had a fairly big change to make to my central character.
That boils down to roughly two chapters a month, and here's my central dilemma: as usual, I'm being encouraged to direct again, which would tie me up from January to June. My projection is that this story will be around 25 chapters (just the size of an old Nancy Drew), which means that I have 14 chapters more to complete. At two chapters a month, it will take me seven months to finish. If I don't do the play, that means a finish time of June. If I do the play, that means a finish time of October, earliest. Probably, more like December.
So, is the play worth the delay? I don't know...I've seen bits of 42nd Street, and have to say, I'm not really that impressed, so far...
To play or not to play? That's my dilemma, this week.