There was a particularly potent parade of nitwits, idiots, and assholes on the road today on my way to work. I nearly chewed my own arm off in frustration. Would have, too, if it weren’t for all the leather I wear–that stuff is exceedingly difficult to chew through. There were a few times when I was mere fractions of an inch from becoming a Steve-shaped smear on the road.

By the way, for those of you who do not ride motorcycles, roadkill absolutely stinks.

I digress.

Has it already been a week since last I wrote something here? Sad, that. Can’t say I blame me, though. To put my 3.62 readers through the mindnumbingly dull events that have transpired these past 168 (give or take) hours would be a crime surely punishable by a free ticket to Guantanamo Bay to visit with Sergeant Pees-on-you.

But besides the banality of my week, I still managed to, yesterday, send another $25 to Barack Obama’s campaign after his announcement of not accepting any public funds for his election campaign. Now, I know there’s a really slim chance that this black outsider whose father was from a (omg!) different country can actually beat the Republican smear campaign spearheaded by Karl Rove and his wild band of misfits who are intent on another Bush term, but that kernel of optimism in me hasn’t yet been extinguished. I mean, America can’t be that stupid… right?