Lopaka Lounge

With just about a week to go, I have been fretting about the presidential race to the point of popping Valium like Pez.  Ray emailed this to me this afternoon.  He just knows what to do to cheer me up.  This clever little video speaks (or sings) my opinion of Sarah Palin.  God, I love the Internet.

For your viewing pleasure:

On a side note: CNN ran a story yesterday reporting that McCain advisers have suggested they’ve become frustrated with what one aide described as Palin “going rogue.”

From the CNN story:

A second McCain source says she appears to be looking out for herself more than the McCain campaign.

“She is a diva. She takes no advice from anyone,” said this McCain adviser. “She does not have any relationships of trust with any of us, her family or anyone else.

“Also, she is playing for her own future and sees herself as the next leader of the party. Remember: Divas trust only unto themselves, as they see themselves as the beginning and end of all wisdom.”

That’s coming from inside her own campaign!  Ms. Sarah recently defined an elitist as someone “who think that they’re better than anyone else”

She’s super freaky–yeow!

I voted already.  I picked “That One” and now I am living in fear and will continue to do so until the election is over. 

I fear Ms. Palin, will somehow continue to hold her subjects in a masterful hypnotic gaze and our country will make another four-year long mistake.  McCain will drop dead and she’ll become our next president.  Seriously, if McCain would have picked someone–something–else, I would have a much different outlook on this election but she’s super freaky and not in a Rick James way.

Don’t be fooled folks, she’s no pit bull with lipstick–she’s George Bush in drag.  That woman is about as intelligent as a coagulated booger smeared on a discarded Kleenex.  She evokes a feeling of hatred inside me–which makes me hate her even more.  Hatred is an emotion that only has an effect on the person doing the hating.  When I experience waves of hatred toward Ms. Palin (which, surprisingly, happens every time she opens her mouth), she doesn’t suddenly stop, grab her stomach and topple over with gut wrenching pain, I do.  It’s pointless to hate her.

But I can’t help it!

She is absolutely horrible.  $150,000 spent with GOP funds for her wardrobe?  Makes John Edwards’ $400 haircuts seem like chump change.  Today I saw her define elite as a state of mind — “just people who think that they’re better than anyone else.”

Wouldn’t you have to have the mindset of thinking you’re better than anyone else to run for the VP spot?  Don’t you think spouting out your personal agenda for our country is all about you thinking you’re better than the rest of us? As if you know what’s best?  Sarah knows best?  I just threw up in my mouth.

McCain’s campaign is flopping down the political road like a flat tire repeating the same fla-ba-pa-bah sound in a syncopated rhythm fading off into the distance.  Scary thing is how many people keep hanging on in support.  I just want to scream “The emperor is naked!”

How could anyone not see that with Palin?  Ms. Hockey Mom.  I don’t want a mom to be in the white house.  I had a mom growing up.  I don’t want to go through that again.  I hate her Mommy Politics and ©hristian™ values.  Oh and don’t even get me started on the travel thing.  She’s drunk with power and thinks she can do whatever she wants…hmmmm who does that sound like?  Where is George these days?

Don’t get me wrong, Obama is not perfect.  I don’t think he walks on water but I’ve seen him in action.  I like the way he carries himself.  He is clearly very intelligent and runs an excellent campaign.  McCain is tolerable at best but I’m sorry–no I’m not sorry–Palin just has to go away.  She will make us the White Trash States of America.  Just don’t look her in the eyes.  No matter what you do.  Avoid the eyes.

The real reason I got a motorcycle was to be able to wear leather chaps and not have it be a costume. Went on a nice long bike ride this weekend. You can feel the fall season coming. It’s getting cool and crisp. It was fantastic.

Ray and I splashed around in the pool yesterday as well. Then we put all the pool stuff away for the season.

Next week we are going to DC/NYC. I have to start planning. I have not even thought about what to do, where to go, what to wear…what will I wear?

I’m so looking forward to this trip. I’m also going to see my dad. Going to spend an afternoon with him and go to dinner. We have tickets to see a couple of shows in NYC as well.

Oh well, I better get ready for work. Ahhh…Monday.

Well, the debate is over and all the analysts are spouting out their opinions about who said what better than whom (I have no idea if that is grammatically correct and I don’t care). 

The one word I have heard repeatedly tonight about Ms. Palin is…folksy.  Makes me wanna barf. 

I DON’T WANT A FOLKSY LEADER!! 

This is so Movie of the Week starring Valarie Bertinelli.  Tonight, Lifetime presents a story of the impossible:  Hockey Mom of the National Mall. 

After the debate, you could see the die-hard Republican analysts choking on their own words commenting on how great she handled herself.  She was…remarkable…I have never seen anything quite like it…her folksy approach to foreign policy.  Well we just gotta get in there and have a bake sale!

Two words Ms Palin.  Non.  Sequitur.  You are random.  I think I’ll wear a hat!  Answer the question!  Get to the point!  She made me as uncomfortable as I get when watching Ben Stiller in anything.  You know how he always played roles where he’s being totally humiliated and it hurts to watch?

Folksy…FOLKSY! 

Again, I make my two points:

1.  What were they thinking when they picked her?
2.  What was she thinking when she accepted?

I’d love some of what they were smoking…or maybe not.  Scary.