insanity is ugly
The one concession I’ve made to maintain some form of sanity is that I’ve taken to censoring my news, just like the old Soviet Union. The citizenry (me) only gets to read and listen to what I deem appropriate for its health and well-being. Sure, there are times when the system breaks down. Michele Bachmann got through my radar this week, right before bedtime. That’s not supposed to happen. That was a lapse in security, and I’ve had to make some adjustments. The debates were particularly challenging for me to monitor. First I tried running in and out of the room so I would only hear my guy. This worked until I knocked over a tray of hors d’oeuvres. “Sit down or get out!” my host demanded. “Okay,” I said, and took a seat, but I was more fidgety than a ten-year-old at temple. I just couldn’t watch without saying anything, and my running commentary, which mostly consisted of “Shut up, you prick!” or “You’re a fucking liar!!!” or “Go to hell, you cocksucker!” was way too distracting for the attendees, and finally I was asked to leave.
Assuming November 4th ever comes, my big decision won’t be where I’ll be watching the returns, but if I’ll be watching. I believe I have big jinx potential and may have actually cost the Dems the last two elections. I know I’ve jinxed sporting events. When my teams are losing and I want them to make a comeback, all I have to do is leave the room. Works every time. So if I do watch, I’ll do it alone. I can’t subject other people to me in my current condition. I just don’t like what I’ve turned into — and frankly I wasn’t that crazy about me even before the turn. This election is having the same effect on me as marijuana. All of my worst qualities have been exacerbated. I’m paranoid, obsessive, nervous, and totally mental. It’s one long, intense, bad trip. I need to come down. Soon.
PLease, please, please, Larry, don’t watch the returns!

I love Larry David. Somedays, Seinfeld saves my sanity. Honestly.
I mailed my absentee ballot yesterday. I feel very relieved that I sent it in and didn’t forget or lose it or something.
I was thinking last night that I’m going to have a political hangover on November 5. Much like any other hangover, it will be much more tolerable if it’s a celebratory hangover, instead of a pits-of-despair hangover.
OH my heck, I was laughing so freaking hard at this because he just described me to a T. I was really into being fair and balanced up until, well, about the time I announced that I was getting rid of all forms of modern communication.
And that announcement directly coincided with my decision to only watch the news I knew I would like.
I was on the treadmill (with TV) for most of the debates. THAT was interesting.
I totally agree with Hanlie, I am really hoping for a celebratory hangover. I also love Natalie’s idea of watching these things while on the treadmill. Working out the angst and frustration while burning a few calories. I may have to start watching all of my morning shows like that. Perhaps if I’m out of breath, I won’t yell at the TV as often.
I am so there with you and Larry. I can’t believe how wound up I’ve gotten. I even have crazy fantasies of running over all the lawn signs in town for McCain/Palin! So not my style…
If dude is swearing that much at the other candidate during debates, he’s got party blindness so bad he should have his driver’s license revoked.
I think we should move Halloween to November 4th this year. I wanna go to Nutmeg’s house dressed as a 7′ John McCain, ring the bell, raise my arms menacingly and yell “BOOGA BOOGA BOOGA.”
What if you got really drunk the night before the election, you know out of all the anxiety, and then forgot to wake up and vote the next day?
come. on. nov. em. ber. fifth.
please.
i. beg. of. you.
i. want. my. wife. back.
as a side note, what will become of nutmeg win or lose?
win? still obsessed?
lose? let’s not go there.
I love Larry David.
It’s a common joke in my family that Larry David and my dad are the same person (I’m not kidding, the resemblance both inside and out is incredibly eerie) so this one made the rounds early on. Every time I read it I love it even more. It’s brilliant.