Lasagna

Come on . . .

Come on . . .

Well today I went up to the school for lunch, because they were serving lasagna, and Lee's argument (above) was so compelling. The serving lady gave him both a full serving of lasagna and a side of the pork dish they were also serving. The garlic bread was lacking something today, too. What was it? Oh, right, garlic. It wasn't a bad roll, but garlic bread it wasn't. After lunch, I came back here and spent a good chunk of my afternoon reading. I mean that in the sense that the part spent reading was good. I also tried to pack and straighten my apartment. That wasn't as enjoyable. Such is life.

The political debates were much calmer today, presumably because my primary opponent most of the day yesterday actually had to get work done. That's a guess. Maybe he just sees me as a lost cause. Either way, it was much quieter on the western front today. I enjoyed the debates yesterday, but you just can't do that everyday. Well, you can if you're unemployed and trying to avoid packing your things for a move that's only about a week away, but most people have real work to do. I had 18 notifications of responses to my arguments yesterday, and that's probably not even half of the arguments I actually addressed. I was on one argument, then another, then a third, then back to the first, in a constant cycle. If the debates were like that, I think more people would watch. And more candidates would have nervous breakdowns.

Josh Lyman: You know... can I say this? Why don't we just give the $60 billion to North Korea in exchange for not bombing us?
President Josiah Bartlet: It's almost hard to believe you're not on the National Security Council.
Josh Lyman: I know, I feel they're missing an important voice.

More tomorrow.