Shocktober!

~ Patrick O'Grady

How the hell did it get to be October already? Herself and I were just enjoying some adult beverages on the back deck, watching the critters gambol on the lawn, and had to beat it indoors before the sun had truly set because we were freezing our whatsises off (of course, anyone wearing shorts and sandals on Oct. 1 deserves to freeze his or her whatsis off).

We had to fortify ourselves with largish glasses of Domaine Vindemio, a powerful red from Ventoux. Then I put the last of the green chile stew on the range. The low tonight could dip into the 30s and for that one needs green chile and red wine.

Come Wednesday, of course, we will need distilled sustenance — tequila, single-malt Scotch or a solid hit of uisce beatha from the auld sod. El Prezbo and the RomneyBot v2.012 square off that evening for their first debate, in Denver, and there is no way I can possibly watch that sucker stone cold sober. (See Charles P. Pierce for a guide on how to watch a presidential debate.)

The RomneyBot is in full kernel panic, crashing and rebooting and giving off a strong whiff of ozone, and it wouldn’t surprise me at all to see him in mid-flail offer Obama a couple of billion to move out of the White House and set himself and the family up in style elsewhere.

2 thoughts on “Shocktober!”

  1. I thought the best comment on Chuckie P. Pierce’s blog was the suggestion that Obama give 10 minutes to Uncle Mitty to try and explain his tax plan. The one where taxes will be lower but revenue will be up via closing unspecified loopholes, therefore making everyone’s taxes (except of course for the plutocrats) pretty much the same. Romney talks out of both sides of his mouth at the same time and as someone else here pointed out, talk from an orifice a bit lower down too. The whole thing might be too painful to watch. I just hope Obama doesn’t make Mittens look so bad he gets the sympathy vote, but I think he’ll be careful there.

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