Two days after Thanksgiving

We write the light stuff, the silly stuff, or we write not at all when things seem heaviest and hardest. This whole world seems in chaos just now, including close to home. Bomb attempts at the lighting of Portland's Christmas tree, murder of a young college girl in upstate New York, suicide bombings "in diverse places," North Korea starting up against South Korea with nuclear power to back it up, the US government printing money as we speak with nothing behind it, folks working the system, others just down and out.

So what's to say?

Maybe just that I count my blessings. Which are many. Anything else I might say seems not to matter much.

Yesterday's Election

Results should send a "stop what you're doing" message to Obama, but I'm waiting for his first wriggle out of it speech. Actually, I may have missed it already.