The little rooster in my yard is quite pleased with himself. He has trained me to throw him sunflower seeds when he flaps his wings and crows at me.
Man, I have been hearing some ugly stuff on the internets. Racists are, by definition, cowards and they are really, really scared of a Black president. They've been acting ugly, ugly, ugly. Some guy got shot for wearing an Obama T shirt. Obama's own campaign bus got harassed by a racist cop. I'm sure there'll be more before it's over.
The good news is that life goes on. Consider this post to be the official start of major Madame Pamita rumors. The lovely and mysterious Madame Pamita has been good enough to share some recent recordings with me. Be prepared for something new from "The act that's sweeping the nation", the latest sensation, Madame Pamita.
In the meantime, the dishes need doing, the laundry needs folding, the floor needs sweeping. Here's a groovy little tune for boppin' around the house:
Madame Pamita contemplates the future.
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This post reminds me that my housekeeping skills have been slipping of late. I have a long line of unfolded and now horribly jumbled laundry leaning against the wall atop my settee. All manner of items belonging both to me and my son. I need to get my finger out.
Good to learn the rooster has you well trained.
And nice, as always, to see Madame Pamita.
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