Not much to be bummed about this victorious midterm election week.
Honestly, though, lights out by 5pm tends to be a mood buster.
Yesterday, after the NY Giants were victorious, defeating the Philadelphia Eagles for the first time in 13 years in Philly, I very much wanted to run outside and and take a celebratory lap through the streets in my NY Giants pants, t-shirt, sweatshirt and hat.
Darkness put a kibosh on my celebration.
Why do we still need to fall back?
Isn’t life about moving forward.
Oh well, I am still jubilant after the blue wave drowning all those irresponsible, ass kissing republican sycophants.
Additionally, The New York Giants were victorious and, consequently, my house is clean.
Just a footnote…when the NY Giants play poorly or it’s a close game I clean the house like a whirling dervish…saves $200 a week.
Even though it is lights out by early evening, we can all see light at the end of the disruptive, restrictive political tunnel and the Giants are 5-2-1.
Miracles are possible.
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