In which we're still stuck on the images and then we cuss some more.
Wanna venture a guess as to how many of my friends, coworkers, and/or local relatives bothered to vote yesterday?
That's right, NONE. And why the pluck not?
Oh, who the hell knows?
So I'm going to take the time now to say: GOOD JOB, TIGER! YOU killed the monorail! YOU are going to cause most of my favorite watering holes to lose a lot of money, honey, because, not only will we not be allowed to smoke in them, we won't be allowed to smoke around them, near them, and on most public sidewalks. I only take comfort in the fact that most of you are heavier smokers than I am and hey, guess what? YOU won't be able to smoke in, near, or around our favorite watering holes either!
CONGRATULATIONS, CHAMP!
I could -- I COULD -- take this time to gripe about our initiative process, where commendable ideas are unfortunately presented as poorly written potential legislation, but that's been said before and they might be the best way to repeal our newly reelected mayor's fucking draconian restrictions on strip clubs and whatnot. Well, if not the best, then the quickest. But what the fuck do I know?
In a little less idiotic news, we -- not YOU -- elected a Sheriff Rahr. We like the sound of that, don't we? Yes, we do.
ETA: Okay, you, specifically, didn't kill the monorail. Yeah, I know it's COMPLICATED. All that matters in the end, though, is that there are a shitload more cars on the road than there were when I first moved here and, for reasons both stupid and strange, the public's soured on the idea of elevated rapid transit. I was looking forward to jumping on a train in Ballard and arriving in West Seattle fifteen minutes later. I could've gone beach-hopping, goddammit. Beach-hopping! Bunch of ninny voters with ninny cars. Oh, and don't forget to thank the Ninny Mayor.
ETA #2: And, yeah, the repeal of the strip club regulations will appear as a referendum, not an initiative, but petitions were involved, so do we care? Do I understand the difference completely? Probably not, but do YOU care? I thought not.
That's right, NONE. And why the pluck not?
Oh, who the hell knows?
So I'm going to take the time now to say: GOOD JOB, TIGER! YOU killed the monorail! YOU are going to cause most of my favorite watering holes to lose a lot of money, honey, because, not only will we not be allowed to smoke in them, we won't be allowed to smoke around them, near them, and on most public sidewalks. I only take comfort in the fact that most of you are heavier smokers than I am and hey, guess what? YOU won't be able to smoke in, near, or around our favorite watering holes either!
CONGRATULATIONS, CHAMP!
I could -- I COULD -- take this time to gripe about our initiative process, where commendable ideas are unfortunately presented as poorly written potential legislation, but that's been said before and they might be the best way to repeal our newly reelected mayor's fucking draconian restrictions on strip clubs and whatnot. Well, if not the best, then the quickest. But what the fuck do I know?
In a little less idiotic news, we -- not YOU -- elected a Sheriff Rahr. We like the sound of that, don't we? Yes, we do.
ETA: Okay, you, specifically, didn't kill the monorail. Yeah, I know it's COMPLICATED. All that matters in the end, though, is that there are a shitload more cars on the road than there were when I first moved here and, for reasons both stupid and strange, the public's soured on the idea of elevated rapid transit. I was looking forward to jumping on a train in Ballard and arriving in West Seattle fifteen minutes later. I could've gone beach-hopping, goddammit. Beach-hopping! Bunch of ninny voters with ninny cars. Oh, and don't forget to thank the Ninny Mayor.
ETA #2: And, yeah, the repeal of the strip club regulations will appear as a referendum, not an initiative, but petitions were involved, so do we care? Do I understand the difference completely? Probably not, but do YOU care? I thought not.