Sickness is catching, would that common sense was so.

Ok, my attempt at Shakespearean inspired post titles is becoming strained. I will have to read a play or two over fall break to refresh my supply of ready quotes. :)
It was amusing after the debate on Thursday to watch the Daily Show coverage, but maddening as well. Rudy Guiliani looked like a muppet high on gas, and spoke like one. Jon Stewart was having trouble keeping a straight face as G. was trumpeting that Kerry was more inconsistent than ever so the debate was a clear Republican victory. Ugh, why does every attempt at reasoned political discourse now sound like an episode of Crossfire. You know, in real life, its ok to think outside of party lines, or more appropriately, the party box, the party cube, the party lead-lined casket.
I am so looking forward to the Vice Presidential Debate on Tuesday! Can you imagine a more mismatched pair than Edwards and Cheney? I hope J.E. shows Cheney up for the inhuman, antediluvian, moneygrubbing creep that he is. Cheney has got the charm of a week old mayonaise sandwich. (Rather a weak, old, mayonaise sandwich on white bread. ick.) Just the way he sort of hunches his shoulders and squints with those beady eyes, and his laugh is like bad fiction bad guy "heh heh."
I think Kerry did right choosing Edwards because of the charm factor. For some unknown reason, 90% of the American people find Bush charming. I know, its disgusting. I guess if you like Bubba down at the Roadhouse, who's slobbering on your shoes and looking at your tits, you might find Bush charming. Kerry doesn't really have charm, but nor does he really lack it. He keeps to the windy side of charm. But Edwards is like everyone's good looking neighbor guy, who like helps you out, and stuff. (Eloquence has left the building.)
In not so flippant news, I found out yesterday that my niece Mallory Jeanne had a grand maul seizure yesterday morning, and was rushed to the hospital. She's only 10 years old, the poor thing, and now we know that she has epilepsy just like her (scumbag) father. My sister Anne went up to Toledo to be with her, and will be back today. I talked to M.J. on the phone last night, and she was so funny. She wanted to know if i would join her smiley face tattoo club. Without knowing more I said yes, slightly fearful that I was signing up to "get some ink done." She said it was a club she just made up and no boys were allowed; that she and her mom (Anne) were the only members so far, and I made three. Anne said they had Mal on some pretty hefty drugs. I'm glad she is doing well. My nephew Nick (12) was the one who found M.J. having the seizure, poor kid. He was pretty devastated. I told him that if he needs to talk to anyone to call me, and that I was proud of him for taking care of his little sister. Geez. I wish I lived closer, I need to hug them to know they are ok.
Anyway: Fall Break. yay. I have to catch up on my reading in Real Estate Finance, Administrative Law, Labor Law, Secured Transactions. And work 40 hours this week. And work on my bar application. Let the "vacation" begin.