Roxanne Tellier – Surviving A Plague

Hey! Did you ‘fall back’ this morning? Remind me why we’re still doing this antiquated clock juggling in 2020. It makes no sense to me. The wild critters milling about on my lawn, without a manufactured care in the world, still wanted to be fed when the sun came up, no matter what time you may call it.

I’m as full of election hysteria as a goose pre-pate – I’m about ready to burst.  We’re now three days before “the most important election of our time!” as it’s being called. Get a grip, says I; all that’s on the line is democracy, human rights, and the fate of the planet, for pete’s sake.