So Here's What It Is

I've been saying all along that Hillary Clinton was not my candidate of choice, and now I'm going to tell you why. It's the truth/secrets thing. She sees nothing wrong with either keeping secrets or distorting the truth about things, and does so with an air of certain confidence that she will never be found out. This is not different, in essence, from the way most politicians operate, and it is certainly how Bill Clinton operates, although I liked him as president, and all thing being equal, would vote for him again. But all things are not equal, and it's time for us to expect better from our president, and she is not showing us better, she is showing us the same old politics-as-usual. (So is McCain, who, did you know, has widespread melanoma? It's not a secret-secret, it's out there, but you don't hear a lot about it.) Anyway, Obama does seem to be different, and I think he's the different we need at the moment. We need to have our faith restored in our government. Hillary is not up to that task, however up to the other tasks of being president she might be.

So there.

Last week at school, I decided to pick up my videotape cataloging project from last year, and I could see that there was enough work there to keep me busy for some time, maybe til June. I finished it this morning. :( Oh, I still have some tinkering and tweaking to do with it which I couldn't do today because Media Girl is out sick and I need her input, but pretty much, done. We have got some really strange items in our videotape collection, that's all I have to say.

I decided last week that I deserved a present. Here it is:



I have had a great many Mickey Mouse watches in my day because I have always believed that if you're wearing a watch, it might as well have a Mouse on it. My very first watch was not a Mickey but a Cinderella; I remember one night sitting on my father's lap as he taught me to tell time and then taking me out and buying me the watch. (It probably cost $7.99.) I've had many Mickeys since then and a few not-Mickeys, but the Mickey I was wearing most recently, when I've been wearing a watch, had thin silver hands (as opposed to white-gloved black hands) and I just couldn't see them well enough anymore for me to read the time on the watch. I like a Mickey watch with mouse hands, goldarnit. So I got this one through Amazon, not much more than my original Cinderella watch, because I could also never see the point in wearing an expensive watch. This one is very cute, with a bit of a 3D feel to the Mickey, and of course, has the gloved hands. And numbers, I see no point in wearing a watch that doesn't have numbers on it. I don't want to decipher a watch, I just want to see what time it is.

Once again, it is a cloudy, gray day. The temps are inching up, slowly, but we've had heavy winds and overcast skies for what feels like weeks. And allergy season has started early, even before the trees start to bud. I don't know how many people I know who are already having terrible allergy troubles. Although my eyes are slightly better this week, I think. For now.

I keep thinking that I should be twittering from my phone, just because I can. Ah, toys.

WATCHING OPRAH :: ENTRY #1712