The rain is coming down and the way it sounds falling from the roof is like the earth is being pat, pat, patted, gently and sweetly from the heavens.
We had a line-rehearsal tonight, which means that we sat around and said our lines and it was at Jan and Jack's house because the Opera House has a big ol' event going on and we sucked.
Yep. We did. It's actually harder to just sit and say lines than it is to be up and doing it because we associate where we are and how we are using our props as memory devices.
Or maybe we just suck.
I was sitting next to our young'un on the couch and she was texting inbetween her scenes and I watched her fingers flying on that tiny keyboard and I was amazed. Oh, youth. There is no substitute.
Anyway, we got to talking a little bit about politics. At least three of us there are pretty damned die-hard liberals and one of us is definitely not and we didn't get into it but I said that I think they're going to find a gene for whether you tend towards the liberal side of things or the more conservative side and that's just the way it is and that people hardly ever, EVER change sides of that fence.
I do believe it, too. The older I get, the more I think we're hardwired by our genes and that goes for religion as well as politics and I was just thinking about that. It occurred to me that we waste SO much time trying to fight the other side and how it does no good and what seems SO VERY OBVIOUS to one side seems like the biggest stinking pile of dog crap to the other and vice versa and maybe we should just give up the fight.
Maybe we should just take turns, you know? Democrats this election, Republicans that election and quit all the name-calling and shit-throwing and just accept that we are a nation made up of both ways of thinking (okay, probably many, many ways of thinking but you know what I mean) and stop wasting our breath. Maybe everyone would be a little more chill, knowing that their time is coming up.
Yeah, yeah. I know. It'll never happen and it probably wouldn't work but it's a thought. What's going on these days sure isn't working. Hell, Richard Damn Nixon would be too liberal for today's conservatives and the space between the two parties has just gotten so wide and so rocky that it doesn't seem like anyone can cross it anymore, which only leads to nothing getting done at all for the good of anyone.
Except for the very wealthy. They always make out like bandits, somehow.
Well, shit. Whatever.
The rain is coming down harder and I have an azalea bud opening and this is just crazy but it's nice, too. The pecans sure aren't opening anything up yet. They're tightfisted as ever.
They're wired like that.
I'm wired the way I am wired and you're wired the way you are wired and yet, we can all agree on some things.
The sweet sound of rain coming down, for one thing. And the way a sweet boy in Elmo pajamas feels in your arms.
and the way crock pot chili tastes at the end of a long day.
Yeah. Like that.
Sweet sleep, y'all.