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I didn't get exploded from the package from China. It was a boxed set of seasons 1-4 of "Boston Legal" on DVD.
Yesterday I had a doctor's appointment at the exact moment I would have liked to have been at home glued to the television. I've always been a news junkie and despite the fact that I bitched about Barack Obama a lot and didn't vote for him either in the primary or the general (I voted for Clinton in the primary and Nader in the general) I was as excited as everyone else seemed to be, judging by their Facebook status messages. Anyway I had to do a lot of running out to the car to listen to the radio. Conversely, the man in the waiting room next to me was bitching loudly about Caroline Kennedy and her elite liberal naive isolated Upper West Side lifestyle. This, from a man who I am surprised knows what the Upper West Side is, has probably never been out of California, and who also probably thinks lawyer jokes are funny. When I finally got through with my appointment, though, there was a man in the lobby, a black man, all wired up to his little portable radio, who caught my eye while I was at the counter booking my next appointment, and we simultaneously grinned at each other. It was a nice We Are The World moment. I wonder how he knew I was one of the seven registered Democrats in Fresno County just by looking at me.
Yesterday I had a doctor's appointment at the exact moment I would have liked to have been at home glued to the television. I've always been a news junkie and despite the fact that I bitched about Barack Obama a lot and didn't vote for him either in the primary or the general (I voted for Clinton in the primary and Nader in the general) I was as excited as everyone else seemed to be, judging by their Facebook status messages. Anyway I had to do a lot of running out to the car to listen to the radio. Conversely, the man in the waiting room next to me was bitching loudly about Caroline Kennedy and her elite liberal naive isolated Upper West Side lifestyle. This, from a man who I am surprised knows what the Upper West Side is, has probably never been out of California, and who also probably thinks lawyer jokes are funny. When I finally got through with my appointment, though, there was a man in the lobby, a black man, all wired up to his little portable radio, who caught my eye while I was at the counter booking my next appointment, and we simultaneously grinned at each other. It was a nice We Are The World moment. I wonder how he knew I was one of the seven registered Democrats in Fresno County just by looking at me.