Hey! How was your weekend? Mine was....

relatively uneventful. The boy and I watched the debate on Friday after a brief but fruitful stint at happy hour. I have been complaining about the canidates not addressing the environment and Friday they decided to dedicate a whole two sentences to it. All I know is W is an environmental nazi and I found him to be uneducated on the Clear Skies Act and how it is a HUGE step back from the Clean Air Act. I can't believe he tried to defend his vote against the Kyoto protocol and I found him to be a complete and total liar when it came to reassuring the American public that the environment is in good shape. It is not and if he has anything to do with it it will be completely destroyed and demolished by the end of his term. Next thing you know he is going to drive a six lane interstate to connect Yellowstone and Grand Tetons National park. The man is a clown and an idiot. I reached a height of anger during his brief diatribe on the environment that I threw my shoe at the television. The boy wasn't too stoked about that one but that last vodka tonic and a monkey for a leader pushed me to the edge.

Saturday, the boy and I made the great escape from football fan/tailgating hell to Atlanta where we attended the wedding of two of the boy's friends. It was a total old school punk rock/ MJ Q's reunion which should come as no surprise. Never have there been so many ghostly white (myself included) people outdoors at one time. Everyone cleaned up quite nicely and it was very pleasant. The best parts: open bar and an all vegan buffet. Hell Yea! Punk rock weddings rule.

It was a good weekend. Last night we gathered with the nutty professor and the crazy cat lady to watch the cat lady on HGTV. She had a fifteen minute blurb on her arts and crafts work. It was awesome and I swear she is going to have her own show soon. We had a good time and one too many glasses of wine. During my peaceful merlot hazed slumber, the jackass that lives below me cranked up his stereo at 3:30 this morning. The following is a play list from his jam: Lee Greenwood's "Proud to be an American" , Some pathetic cover of Sinead O'Conner's "Nothing Compares to You" by some marginal country singer, Skid Row's "I Remember You". This is the same neighbor who comes home very late at night during the week and has the curtosy to plug in headphones and sing The Eagles Greatest Hits at the top of his lungs. He may have topped that last night during his rock out when he decided to bounce a basketball off the wall directly below my bed.

What I am Listening to This Very Moment: Al Dimiola, Paco de Lucia and John McLaughlin "Friday Night in San Francisco"