I can barely read this comic. this is my worse nightmare..confined in a small space and I can’t move. Makes me queasy and panicky just thinking about it.
I;ve taken family pictures at ceremonies before. When my uncle died, his neighbor (they were both in their 90’s) sent a picture of herself standing by the open casket. My mom said that was a thing that they did in her day..seems a tad creepy to me, but..
Oh, BrassOrchid, you are so naive. How do you get someone without money to run? You have to have money to buy ads, get air time, etc. Also, because we are a bunch of ignorant asses who don’t study up on the candidates, we vote for whoever has the nicest hair, or someone we would like to have a beer with, or whoever is in our face the most. Unfortunately, I don’t see a solution to this mess.
maybe someone can help me out..there is a saying or poem that talks about regret. The only line I remember is something about “the saddest words of…are these: it might have been.” Anyone know the whole quote?
Know what? I refuse to go back to those events. If my mind starts to go there, I stop it and do something else. Life is too short to worry about the past. There’s an old saying- if you are living in the past or the future, you are pissing all over the present.
Try Breaking Cat News. It’s very sweet and funny.