First, Happy 232nd Birthday to my Marine Corps brothers and sisters!

Second, may this Veteran’s Day find you all deep in conversation with a veteran, involving the phrase “Thank you for your service.” (Confidential to all my vet friends, family, and passers-by: Thank you for your service.)

Third, did you wear red yesterday?

Fourth, this was Thursday’s home improvement project:

This is the old sink. TMBWitW has been dropping subtle hints (“This sink shows EVERY MARK!”) since we moved in, and it has only taken seven years to find the right replacement sink.

This is the brand new shiny stainless steel model. The bowls are eight inches deep, as opposed to the old bowls that were only six inches deep. TMBWitW is very happy with the new sink. Total time: 2.5 hours. including a quick run to Lowe’s because somebody forgot the plumber’s putty…

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It’s Friday. Are you wearing red?

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My, how time flies.

Last week, one thing lead to another. Most of you have probably noticed that I don’t visit or comment or read my mail on Wednesdays, since that is the day TMBWitW works from home. MEG and I occupy ourselves in another part of the house, and leave TMBWitW to her work; working from home is a privilege and we certainly don’t want to lose it… Well, that means that I don’t have access on Wednesdays. Wednesday was spent chasing down a set of keys for the house I am sprucing up, so that I could get my tools gathered together and re-consolidated. Wednesday evening I made a trash run for all the material that had been removed during the sprucing – old carpeting, padding, baseboards, etc. Thursday afternoon the keys were obtained, the tools were gathered, the tool trailer was emptied at my house, and the trailer itself was taken back over to a friends house, since the HOA does not allow me to leave my trailer in the community. Friday morning (at 1:26 am, but who’s tracking?) marked the onset of MEG’s stomach flu. She was throwing up every hour or so for most of the night; we were both up with her, trying to comfort her and keep her calm – nothing like a ten-month old getting hysterical in the middle of the night. TMBWitW was somehow able to go to work on Friday; God bless her for her strength. MEG saw the doctor’s office at noon, and we got the news – a stomach bug. Advice was given, and we headed home. Saturday dawned with MEG having another restless night. TMBWitW and MEG stayed home, sleeping as they could, I attended the Truth Project session for that week. Afterward, I headed over to the project house and picked up the owner’s son and we went to the Palace of the Orange Aprons to purchase supplies.

Supplies is right. Guess who started getting nauseous and dizzy while at the Palace of the Orange Aprons? We got the trailer full of supplies back to the project house and parked in the backyard; I headed home. As I pulled into the driveway, I needed to jump out for a moment to move some items in the garage. When I headed back to the driver’s side, my breakfast decided to fertilize the little tree in front of the house. I am so glad it was a quite day. The echoes of the retching bounced off the neighboring houses, drawing the attention of a stray cat. Luckily, no neighbors were out and about.

When I got in the house, I found out that everyone had been doing the same all day long. We spent the rest of Saturday and all day Sunday in bed or racing to the bathroom.

Not fun.

Yesterday, I helped my chiropractor move his office. He adjusted me afterwards, but the muscles in my lower back are now screaming for my head on a platter. I’ll be working on reconfiguring some of his old cabinets today; they will be going into the restroom in the new office.

I’ve trimmed the blogroll a bit – and added One Loon’s Tales. Please give the Loon a visit; we need to support our northern friend as much as the Loon supports us!

So – how was your week?

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After letting it stew for sometime now, I have decided that I shouldn’t waste my time or your vote.

I am not a fund raiser, which seems to be the most prominent feature people want in a leader.

All I could offer was common sense and accountability for actions.

Both of which appear to be in record low-demand.

I wish to thank everyone for pointing people to my blog, and helping get the word out.

With the exception of one person in the midwest, I do not have enough people helping me to get my name on the ballot of states that do not allow write-in candidates. Without my name on the ballots, there are not enough states that allow write-in candidates to get elected that way.

May God have mercy on this country, and the souls of those who wish to turn it into North Mexico or West ShariaLand.

As for the rest of us, fight the good fight. Stand tall, and be counted loudly. Do not vote for an incumbent ever again. Run the bums out, and let real Americans run the country.

UPDATE: 11:15am

I almost forgot.

Doug Gibbs, thank you for having me on Political Pistachio so often. And Jenn of the Jungle (with dtodeen), thank YOU for being the first one to interview me as a candidate.

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Yesterday (Wednesday) was possibly the third most fun day in my life.

The first most fun ever had was when a Naval Dental Surgeon, three sheets to the wind, managed to break an unbreakable needle off in the roof of my mouth during a cavity expedition. The only thing that kept me out of the brig after slugging him was his blood test, which came back at .13 BAC.

The second most fun was the day I got my upper plate. Twilight sleep, my butt. They put me completely under, yanked what was left of my upper teeth, and mis-placed a temporary denture. My gums healed funny, not all of the parts of my teeth were removed, and they forgot to mention that “temporary” meant I needed to revisit them in six months to have a permanent appliance installed. (I finally had a permanent plate made, about three years ago, after a couple more sessions with an oral surgeon to fix what the temporary plate screwed up. I’m fine now, thanks for asking.)

Yesterday I had a crown installed. For whatever reason, I’m still jumpy with needles in my mouth. The added bonus of still feeling everything once the drilling started was special. I mentioned it to my dentist, and she added more anesthetic. As it turns out, my body like the anesthetic and processes it very quickly. No, the teeth don’t numb – just the jaw and tongue. So, the drilling went on with several breaks for me to gather in my “mind over matter” abilities, until another batch of nerves was hit. Yesterday afternoon, I felt as if I had gone five rounds with Ali – my jaw just plain hurt. However, the temporary crown is in place, and the permanent one is scheduled.

My permanent plate and this crown were done by what have to be the best dentists in the world. Dr. Ed Babits (denture) and Dr. Karen Hilsabeck (crown) practice in Phoenix, and TMBWitW has been seeing Dr. Babits since forever ago. So, once we got married, I started seeing them. My mouth has been in the best shape ever since then.

Just thought I’d share with you all.

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