Amphigouri: varnished nonsense

So yeah, I jinxed it last week by saying “at least it’s not snowing” … but at the risk of a double-jinx, I’ll now point out that at least we only received 1-2″ of the 3-10″ (depending on which forecast you heard) that were predicted. To be honest, I really don’t mind the snow so much, even if it is April, and even though I know back in Greensboro the lawns are beautifully green by now, and the flowers are starting to bloom all over the place (sigh). As my soon-to-be-sister-in-law said, “New England rocks!” (or something to that effect ) - and I stand by that as well.

I’ve never been one to name my cars. However, I think we’ve inadvertently come up with a nickname for the new one: TROG. I’m still not quite clear on how this name came about, but I suspect it was a segue between a conversation Husband and I were having about the current administration (in which the unfortunate label of “troglodyte” was used [along with some equally unflattering descriptive phrases]) and another conversation we had on the “aesthetically challenged” nature of the Aztek. I rather like the name, and think it suits the vehicle even more than our previous nickname, Ugly Duckling, which came about when trying to come up with amusing vanity plate options.

Speaking of Mr. Trog.. er… President:

Right. Um. I’m really curious to know the demographics behind this poll, particularly since I and nearly all of the people I interact with on a daily (or mostly-daily) basis fall into the lower percentiles, as do many of the authors of many(most?) of the weblogs I read (ok, so one can argue that I don’t vary my reading enough; this is true, but let’s ignore that point for the moment, shall we?). It was just yesterday that I was bemoaning the fact that I don’t have nearly the trust and confidence in our gov’t that I’d like and that is appropriate (actually, I think this may have been the theme of discussion w/ Husband referenced above). To be fair, there were times during the previous administration when I was thoroughly disgusted, more than a little cynical, and rather discouraged… but I don’t recall feeling the utter dismay at the general direction our country and our policies were headed, and I don’t remember anxiously awaiting the next election with the hopes that a new administration would be installed and would turn things around nearly 180° . I suppose this is yet another sign that with age my liberal leanings are tilting even more to the left (and to think that Husband thought I was a Strict Conservative when we first met!!).