Hi Ya Hildy!

"And that my friends, is my farewell to the newspaper game. I'm gonna be a woman, not a news-getting machine. I'm gonna have babies and take care of them. Give 'em cod liver oil and watch their teeth grow...So long you wage-slaves...When you're crawling up fire escapes and getting kicked out of front doors, and eating Christmas dinners in one-armed joints, don't forget your pal, Hildy Johnson!..And when the road beyond unfolds..."

Friday, October 29, 2004

maybe people shouldn't vote?

i know all you Iron Jawed Angles and righteous voting men will be disappointed. I went to vote with one dog and one 10-year-old in towe (what, no spell check on this thing?). i had scribbled down all the candidates i would vote for on a snazzy green neon sticky note. i was armed.
I arrived at 4:30, and the early voters line stretched for about 50 yards, complete with a live truck in the parking lot just in time for the 5 o'clock cast.
Yes, I had time before the polls closed, but the 9-month-old kid needed to be picked up.
So, i'll be in line with the rest of the general election schmoes, including my hubby, on Tuesday casting my vote.

ok, the hub just made me look like an ass in the comments. hildy did not say:

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