Today I let a neighbour child touch the yin-yang pants I was wearing while walking around the loop. I got them probably a year and a half ago or so - they are marketed as "yoga pants" but I officially have never been invited to a real life yoga class before. There are plenty to be found online & at the library & in RL gyms all over the place but I have never had the urge to check any of them out. I mean, maybe I watched one from the library online maybe twelve weeks ago or so but I didn't come back the next week since I didn't feel well enough.
I listened at that point to the first three and a half minutes of
Kamala Harris' elect-me speech but then I stopped it since I voted early and it doesn't matter anymore.
Maybe I'll listen to the other 26 minutes after I am done writing this entry though since I am interested in what she has to say, since I am an American citizen, and it's a better way to spend an evening than worrying about my problems.
I tested, surprisingly, or most likely not so surprisingly,
as a snake, on the IFAW Spooky Animal quiz, that is Halloween-themed.
For some reason, I have had Koko Soko stuck in my head for the past several months.
Then I started the speech back up. I am listening to it in full since I don't like to only hear the soundbites on the news.
I respect her better through listening to the rest of this speech.
Meanwhile, I have only heard that Trump's Madison Square Garden Rally was racist (against Puerto Ricans). The petition to denounce it claims it was also a score of other things, for example xenophobic, anti-Black, anti-immigrant, and that it was stoking hatred.
I decided not to sign the "stop sane-washing Trump" petition in my email tonight since in my opinion, I think the media is allowed to do as it will with its material. The public has never gotten an unbiased report of the world, as far as I have observed. There have been political theses expanded into books I have read about this before - because I was "one of those" kinds of readers at one point. I think the Dewey decimal are the 300's.
I wonder if I'll be able to find/repair the ear I did away with in embarrassment one year, or even what happened to them... I had cat ears...
:/ Maybe, maybe not.