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5:49 a.m. Leaving in 1/2 hour to go help set up the polls. Last night, lots of Mylanta. It was either the chili or nerves over the election. Could be both. Still feeling it a little this morning. Driving over with my neighbor and taking all the democratic signs with us. I’ll be on the…

We are once again having homework difficulties. Let me just say that I am by no means perfect, but that it’s not like I’m sittin’ in front of the tv drinking bud and not caring whether my kid makes it through fourth grade or not. However, the teachers are making me feel like the latter.…

Want to find out who’s on your ballot? Or send this link to friends who may not already know? Project Vote Smart is a great place to find out who’s on the ballot and where they stand on the issues. When I first moved to Arkansas, it was just a few months before the 1996…

Also check out Lawrence Lessig’s post about this. Please consider donating to my efforts in the Susan G. Komen 3-Day Walk for the Cure

Sundays are my favorite days and a Sunday that is also Halloween is the best. I love Halloween. Today, there is a bright blue sky serving as the perfect background for the gold, orange, bronze, bright red, rust and yellow that is fall foliage. My computer desk looks out over my back yard–tiny though it…

The New York Times has the coolest interactive map where you can create your own election scenerio. I used polls from RealClear Politics to figure out who was going to win. In my scenerio, Kerry wins it 272-266. Of course, something could go horribly wrong . . . Please consider donating to my efforts in…

henry4 Originally uploaded by lorda. Here’s a picture of Henry. There’s more at flickr. Please consider donating to my efforts in the Susan G. Komen 3-Day Walk for the Cure

For my cat died last night, curled up in front of the fireplace. For he was 14 years old. For I had had him since he was born, the only surviving kitten from a litter of five. For he started out in Memphis, moved to Indiana (3 houses), moved to Arkansas (2 houses), moved to…

Quite a few people have been writing about being blue. I used to get depressed quite a bit. In the early years of Mr. GM, I was borderline insane. A lot was going on then–my sister had died just a few years earlier; my parents got divorced; I was poor and not liking my school…

Not my own homework hell, but my son’s. He’s nine. He spends an hour to an hour and a half doing homework every night. It’s a burden for all of us. I know that there is something important about homework–learning responsibility and all that. And my son doesn’t really mind doing his homework. He’s good…