The Final Debate...and other fun stuff
Welcome to Wednesday,
Glorious, truly glorious. Is there a better adjective to describe today? Unseasonably warm weather, blues skies, and spectacular New England Foliage almost make up for having to stow away the umbrella and beach chairs until next year. Today is one of the days I will have to draw from my memory when I am cursing the cold and snow of the upcoming New England winter.
Last night we had a fun time with Lori Zuroff at the Hearing Room open mic, with several great performances culminating in a nice little jam session to wrap up the night. Thanks to Lori for hosting and to everyone that came down to take part in the evening. I got the chance to try out some new material in preparation of our upcoming show at the Hearing Room on Friday, November 4th.
As a reminder, if you want to get reserved seating at this intimate venue for the upcoming show please message me on the blog or on the contact page for the website.
Tonight marks the third and final "Presidential" debate between the Orange Megalomaniac and the Compulsive Liar. This years election reminds me of going to the Huddleston Dining Hall for lunch. You know you have to eat, but neither of the choices on the menu are very appealing, and the salad bar is closed. So here we stand, empty tray in hand, ticket punched by the lunch lady, and forced to decide between the leftover Turkey Tetrazzini and the Mystery Meat sandwich that looks an awful lot like Spam. Either way, you know you will end up with indigestion. Thinking back, you realize that maybe the Mitt Romney Meatloaf or the Paul Ryan Pasta they were serving last semester wasn't all that bad.
I saw a quote in the Boston Globe earlier this week from a 19 year old student that summed things up pretty well. She said, and I am paraphrasing here, that the Republican nominee represents everything that is wrong with our society while the Democratic nominee represents everything that is wrong with our government. Now if only there was a viable alternative that actually stood a fighting chance. At least back in my days in Durham you could head down to the Quad for a late night burger off of Karl's Food Truck to fill the void in your stomach. It wasn't the healthiest option, but at least it tasted good.
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