The Gunslinger said, "My advice to you is to get yourself a Holy Book, then learn how to pray."
The Preacherman said, "My advice to you is to get yourself a gun, then learn how to shoot."
The Politician said, "My advice to you is to get yourself free of superstitions and weapons, then learn how to trust in me."


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Sunday, November 2, 2008

Entry for November 02, 2008

Due to the logistics of car repairs, yesterday I drove one of my younger brothers back to his home state of Indiana. We then had a nice, long-overdue dinner with his family. I told my niece that it was good to see her without someone being dead in the room; I often lose track of the priorities of life and only get together with relatives at wakes and funerals. It was nice to catch up at little.

Today when I gassed up the Chevy Cobalt for the return trip, it was almost erotic to fill the tank in Anderson, Indiana for $2.09 per gallon. That’s at least half a rock cheaper per gallon than here in Northeastern Illinois. The autumn weather was perfect for the round-trip drive and the tree colors were splendid. There were some construction related traffic jams on the way there yesterday, but it was a clean drive back home today. The lower gasoline prices do have the highways coming back to life.

Where we were in Indiana, Obama ads ruled the radio and television airways, McCain dominated the bumper stickers.

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