The wait is rough.
For some reason, I feel the need to wrestle, to attempt to impose my will on someone else and if I get into trouble, tap out and start again. That would pass the time adequately. There is no room for political thought when a big dude is attempt to sit on your chest and bend your limbs the wrong way.
After work I will go to yoga from 7:30-9 and at least for that hour and a half I will be thinking about stretching and breathing and pulling, rather than the future of the U.S.A.
Githyanki Diaspora 
“There is no room for political thought when a big dude is attempt to sit on your chest and end your limbs the wrong way.”
Is there a right way to end someone’s limbs? =)
oops
Bend.
Typo fixed.
Re: oops
Hahah I figured as much. It was funny in the context, though.
Re: oops
Hahah I figured as much. It was funny in the context, though.
oops
Bend.
Typo fixed.
“There is no room for political thought when a big dude is attempt to sit on your chest and end your limbs the wrong way.”
Is there a right way to end someone’s limbs? =)
“There is no room for political thought when a big dude is attempt to sit on your chest and end your limbs the wrong way.”
Is there a right way to end someone’s limbs? =)
oops
Bend.
Typo fixed.
Re: oops
Hahah I figured as much. It was funny in the context, though.
I know what you mean. I’m looking forward to judo tonight for that reason.
It worked. I got off the subway at home just as it was announced. My neighborhood went nuts.
The trip home was interesting. We walked from 79th to 41st on Broadway, being a bit, um, wired. And, last night made Halloween look tame, peoplewise.
At Times Square, the platform for the train that gets us home, the #7, was mobbed, at about a quarter to one a.m. We didn’t try to get on the first train.
There was only one track in use, to and from Queens, due to the subway roulette that decided that this is the week for trackwork on the #7 line. So, the next train arrived about 1:25 a.m. or so. We were able to get on that one, and even to get seats, despite the somewhat thinner crowd.
Between trains, one or more musicians were playing songs and people were cheering. I have no idea how many folks were making the music, as there was a crowd, many taking pictures on their cell phones.
I still need to listen to Obama’s speech. When we left the election party at a friend’s, the “speech” was still in the “and now we will play another pre-speech musical number” stage.
I wish I had been in a more urban place for the celebrations but smiling the whole car ride home was enough.
It was good. We went to an election party at a friend’s place. There were election brownies, both loose and in the shape of the USA, state by state, including four brownie bits for Hawaii, and including markings for all the state capitals.
There was a cup or glass of alcohol for each state, each filled in proportion to the number of electoral votes. We all had numbered badges, and when a state was called for one side or the other, the host went down the list to figure out who got to drink the appropriate cup. Fortunately, I drew small states, Maryland and Iowa.
It was good. We went to an election party at a friend’s place. There were election brownies, both loose and in the shape of the USA, state by state, including four brownie bits for Hawaii, and including markings for all the state capitals.
There was a cup or glass of alcohol for each state, each filled in proportion to the number of electoral votes. We all had numbered badges, and when a state was called for one side or the other, the host went down the list to figure out who got to drink the appropriate cup. Fortunately, I drew small states, Maryland and Iowa.
I wish I had been in a more urban place for the celebrations but smiling the whole car ride home was enough.
The trip home was interesting. We walked from 79th to 41st on Broadway, being a bit, um, wired. And, last night made Halloween look tame, peoplewise.
At Times Square, the platform for the train that gets us home, the #7, was mobbed, at about a quarter to one a.m. We didn’t try to get on the first train.
There was only one track in use, to and from Queens, due to the subway roulette that decided that this is the week for trackwork on the #7 line. So, the next train arrived about 1:25 a.m. or so. We were able to get on that one, and even to get seats, despite the somewhat thinner crowd.
Between trains, one or more musicians were playing songs and people were cheering. I have no idea how many folks were making the music, as there was a crowd, many taking pictures on their cell phones.
I still need to listen to Obama’s speech. When we left the election party at a friend’s, the “speech” was still in the “and now we will play another pre-speech musical number” stage.
It worked. I got off the subway at home just as it was announced. My neighborhood went nuts.
I know what you mean. I’m looking forward to judo tonight for that reason.
I know what you mean. I’m looking forward to judo tonight for that reason.
It worked. I got off the subway at home just as it was announced. My neighborhood went nuts.
The trip home was interesting. We walked from 79th to 41st on Broadway, being a bit, um, wired. And, last night made Halloween look tame, peoplewise.
At Times Square, the platform for the train that gets us home, the #7, was mobbed, at about a quarter to one a.m. We didn’t try to get on the first train.
There was only one track in use, to and from Queens, due to the subway roulette that decided that this is the week for trackwork on the #7 line. So, the next train arrived about 1:25 a.m. or so. We were able to get on that one, and even to get seats, despite the somewhat thinner crowd.
Between trains, one or more musicians were playing songs and people were cheering. I have no idea how many folks were making the music, as there was a crowd, many taking pictures on their cell phones.
I still need to listen to Obama’s speech. When we left the election party at a friend’s, the “speech” was still in the “and now we will play another pre-speech musical number” stage.
I wish I had been in a more urban place for the celebrations but smiling the whole car ride home was enough.
It was good. We went to an election party at a friend’s place. There were election brownies, both loose and in the shape of the USA, state by state, including four brownie bits for Hawaii, and including markings for all the state capitals.
There was a cup or glass of alcohol for each state, each filled in proportion to the number of electoral votes. We all had numbered badges, and when a state was called for one side or the other, the host went down the list to figure out who got to drink the appropriate cup. Fortunately, I drew small states, Maryland and Iowa.