A Bad, Bad Day
Today is Monday. That is bad enough. Nobody should have to go through celebrating their birthday exclusively on Mondays. The day I had today prevents me from wanting to celebrating any birthday.
My day started innocently enough with grinds in my coffee. That happens once or twice a month. The day would get worse. My elderly neighbor slipped on a patch of ice and needed help getting up and a ride to the hospital. I carried her and stepped in a poop pile.
I drove her to the hospital when I got stuck in traffic. The car warmed up and I soon realized I didn’t scrape the poop off of my shoe and the smell was getting to me. I got to the hospital and dropped off my neighbor.
The front passenger tire blew out and I had to change it. I changed the tire, but the car was side-swiped as I was lowering the car. The damage to the driver’s door was too much and I now have to ger in the car from the passenger’s side.
It was early afternoon before I finally got home. The power went out soon after I started working. I called the electric company to report the outage. It took a while for someone to show up. When the person came over to turn my electricity, he told me my electricity was turned off because I hadn’t paid my electric bill. I told him I always paid on time and asked to see the turnoff notice. He turned off the electricity to the wrong house. My power was restored only after another phone call to the electric company.
I am home, safe and sound, I will be going to bed before anything else happens to me.
Gladys Oudda 1928-2009
I am deeply saddened this morning as I learned my grandmother passed away last night. She was 81. The death came following a freak jet-skiing accident on Wednesday during her Caribbean vacation. I will be heading to Northern Virginia for services. The Redskins are on the road this week, so I will not be trying to go to the game, though I will probably catch as much as I can between wake services.
Bedside Manner
I will be blogging from my bed for the next couple of days. I went to a “Hello Kitty” meetup at Chuck E. Cheese. I got in an accident on my way home from the meetup. My car was hit from behind. My back is very stiff. The woman who hit me was in bad shape. She was texting somebody while driving when she rammed me. She wasn’t wearing a seat belt and was knocked unconsious. When the police checked her out, they noticed a Blackberry on her lap. The display read, “LOL”.
She is doing fine now and will be released from the hospital tomorrow morning. I’ll be fine with some bed rest. Karilyn, if you’re reading this, the only thing I will be able to do in bed for the next couple days is sleep and blog. I am sorry.
About
Ahmnodt Heare is a fictional character running a real campaign. He is an Independent candidate for President of the United States. His views on solving America’s problems is different than the ideas being offered by any Republican or Democratic candidate.
In the upcoming days, he will give a daily account of his political activities, campaigns, and other behind the scene activities like no other candidate ever has.
The purpose of this blog is to showing the absurdity of Ahmnodt Heare’s platform and show that the two major parties are equally absurd (especially at the federal level.)
If you are fed up with the two-party duopoly, then feel free to write in “Ahmnodt Heare” for the office of your choosing.
On Election Day, tell your fellow Americans, “Ahmnodt Heare!”
Ahmnodt Heare for America. Ahmnodt Heare for You.
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