We have a new President. I was so scared that President Obama wouldn’t win that I didn’t watch any of the returns and only found out the next morning.
The first thing I did was make a big smiley face on a piece of paper and slide it under David’s door.
He is in such a rage over this election that I almost want to ease his pain by taking the Obama Biden sticker off my front door. I said “almost”.
I want him to know that I am an American that isn’t ” Sure that this country’s gone commie”.
Amidst all his rants I received an email from Lizzie saying “Well that was scary. What a relief. We’ll celebrate when I come home:)”
It seems they are the Arnold Schwarzenegger / Maria Shriver of the 18th floor. I mean that politically not that whole maid stuff.
The other night I watched the original “Pink Panther”.
In 1964 I remember it as being such a funny movie. Man have I changed. It was barely amusing.
Before the movie started the host spoke of Capucine, the woman who played Peter Sellers’ wife.
It seems that she was a longtime love of William Holden who eventually broke up with her. They say she never got over him and eventually took her own life because of it.
Maybe I didn’t really love dave because that never entered my mind and I’m not a rich beautiful movie star.
Of course dave is no William Holden either.