In Need of a Replacement

So I got one.
No shots of that just yet.
Maybe another day when I'm desperate for a blip.

First presidential debate tonight.
Focus is on foreign policy.
Let's see how they do.





Friday story update

Reminder that this is a story, not drawn from my life or anyone I know. This is entirely a work of fiction. Any likeness to actual events or people is entirely coincidental and completely possible.

Where we left off last week...

I turned off the engine and took a deep breath.
"Here we go."


I made my way up to the front door and had little trouble getting inside. I'd bet money it was mostly due to the fact that I'm female. I took my time wandering through the house, stopping briefly to grab a glass of soda. I had to drive home, afterall. I found the stage in what resembled a living room. People covered almost every available surface. This was insane.

I took a sip of my soda and kept sludging through the crowd. Didn't even look like the band was here yet, so why hang around staring at an empty stage? I found the bathroom because of the long line of females outside it and backed slowly away. Good thing I didn't have to go. About thirty minutes later, I had already explored all of the house that guests were allowed access to, and a good portion of the house that guests were restricted access to. I was officially bored. Then a cheer sped through the crowd: The Band was HERE!