I’m home nursing a mangled foot all this week.
It’s interesting to see what goes on during the day when I’m usually at work.

The dogs do nothing but sleep.
Dogs are smarter than some people I know.

I’d like to have a job where I just show up, wag my butt and food and shelter are free.

While the dogs do nothing but nap, the phone does nothing but ring.

I’m not sure why so many people call during the day when no one is home and then don’t leave a message.

Anyway, I’m ignoring these as the few friends I have call me on my cell and my girlfriends don’t call in case the wife answers.

Just kidding, dear.

Getting bored I started answering a few just to see what I was missing during the day.

Wonderful.
Political surveys.

Some questions were pretty dumb.
What do you look for in a candidate?

How about someone different for once.

This is a pet peeve of mine.

It’s always interesting to see the same people running for office every election.
They lose by a gazillion votes and they’re back next time and the time after that.

Get the hint already.

Then there’s the professional politicians, many I know from my years working the political side of life.

Donna Mercado Kim trying to be humble and nice in her TV ads.
In my book she’s not.

I spent too many years watching her stomp on people at the City Council.

By the way – notice how almost everyone in the TV ads are saying how they “humbly” ask for your vote?

I know of no politician that is humble once the TV cameras are not around.

A person can’t think they are the answer to all the problems and be willing to campaign for months and be a humble person.

It’s impossible and that’s based on years in the political system and knowing hundreds of politicians.

More grumpy stuff…Brian Schatz running the same ad over and over.
The wife is growing to hate him for that reason.

One vote lost.
I bet there’s more.

Governor Neil Abercrombie saying he didn’t mean to go after the senior citizens in his first election.
It’s probably too late.

One does not mess with the geezers.
And oh boy do we vote.

I make sure the political survey caller hears all this.
Not that they care but I feel better.

After the 6th or 7th call I’m getting grumpy.

I turn off the phone, pop another pain pill and join the dogs.

A good nap cures many things.