I was surprised to receive the letter from the RNC referenced two posts ago, but after thinking about it I came to realize that the letter was probably part of a mass mailing timed to coincide with the arrival of the first summer job paychecks. For the record, I should state that while I've never registered as a Republican, I've never registered as a Democrat, either. I've always declined to register with a party, which is probably why the republicans are targeting me. We independents are going to be crucial in the outcome of the next election, especially independents in swing states like California.
In other news, Molly and I visited the Alameda County Fair today over to [sic] Pleasanton. Unlike the L.A. version we went to last year, we didn't get to see any llama obstacle courses. We did, however, see a terrified goat trying to escape from its pen, bleating in a most disturbing way. I don't know if it was just this particular goat, but the voice sounded distinctly human, as if a child had been turned into a goat and was desperately trying to alert people to the fact that he wasn't really a goat at all, and as he realized all he could do was make unintelligible goat noises he grew more and more frantic until he finally bit the other goat's testicles off. That last part didn't really happen, but sometimes when you're watching the Goat Kid Junior County Competition you have to let your imagination run around a little bit.
As always, Molly was drawn to the photo booths on the way out. I'm not jumping onto the CH beardwagon, I just decided to take a few days off from shaving, is all.