I’m going to date myself here.
Back when I was a teenager, you couldn’t get a lot of things over the counter. Mostly because of the mores and inhibitions that pervaded American society back then. (Still now?)
I’m going to date myself here.
Back when I was a teenager, you couldn’t get a lot of things over the counter. Mostly because of the mores and inhibitions that pervaded American society back then. (Still now?)
One of my favorite commercials is the one for Lactaid. You know, the one where the purported farmer explains that Lactaid comes from real cows. And, since folks try to claim it’s not real milk, those things around him have to be dogs…
So today is a holiday with which I was never allowed to participate. Oh, sure, we bought candy for all the little tykes that would bang on our door, but I wasn’t permitted to travel the streets. It wasn’t our holiday.
Voting counts. Not just tomorrow (don’t tell me you are not voting!), but every election.
Now, tomorrow, we choose a President, a few Senators, and every Congressperson. That will set how the Federal Government will run for the next two to four years. Pretty important.
Continue reading The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow. The next day? Hmm