I’m bored.  I mean I get up go to work, come home walk the dog, find some dinner, take an ambien and go to bed.  The we go hang out at a bar, drink a little talk a little and the come home.  I guess as I’m getting older i’m getting bored. 

Now that I say that I don’t want any type of real excitement, no police, no domestic drama, no financial crisis.  I’m talking like some chance voyeuristic opportunity.  Perhaps winning a few dollars in the scratch and win.  But that does not seem to ever happen. 

Surprises typically come in the form of the car breaking down or some unforeseen bill.  Something stupid you forgot to do at work that creats a new level of bs you have to deal with.  Just once I want something fun exciting that I can count as on the good side rather one more thing I must tolerate and pay for.

Just a snap shot from the bus station last night.

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I think this article may have hit the nail on the head.

The witch ain’t dead, and Chris Matthews is a ding-dong

... Others like me, who were “not Hillary supporters, but ...,” were downright mortified by the eagerness with which cable news networks, the New York Times, the Boston Globe and even her opponents felt free to declare Clinton yesterday’s news. Their dismay and disgust may have been just the boost she needed to pole-vault to today’s triumphant headlines, as not liking Hillary took a back seat to hating those who would summarily eject her from a race even more. On Tuesday, New Hampshire voters served up a major “Fuck you”—not to Barack Obama, whose numbers were terrific, and who gave a great concession speech, but to those who revealed their pent-up resentment of Hillary and showed her the door way, way too soon.

the full article can be found at Salon