Yesterday I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I had returned from a two day trip to Virginia Tuesday night and was planning on leaving for a three day trip to Ohio yesterday morning. Just before leaving, a button was pushed. We all have them; those nerve endings that just wait to be agitated into action.
Without going into details that undoubtedly will be the subject of the local gossip mills, the nerve endings that were pushed were unfortunately attached to my mouth and not my brain. Right in front of the Daily Grind, a litany of colorful and choice words exploded from my mouth the likes of which would rival that of Raphie's father of the Christmas Story when he was working on the basement furnace.
My purpose for sharing this tidbit is multifaceted. First, it is a way to share the fact that I am humbly human and that running for city council in no way elevates me to any other status than plain old human. Secondly, I apologize to any ears offended by my tirade. If you think that was bad, try the high school lunch room!! And, thirdly, writing about the episode is cleansing to the spirit.
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