Way too tired.

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I have been staying up until 14:30 for the last few days.  I won't be today.  I thought about taking a nap earlier just never got to it.  I try to busy myself with little things.  Reading blogs, the shorter the articles the better, and really the less complicated the better, gaming, research... all little.  I won't be figuring out a new stratagem for Republicans, libertarians, or conservatives to be sure.  I post, for what it is worth.  I seem to be making everyone angry.  Well, that is my lot in life I suppose.  Anyway, I won't be making it to 14:30 today.  I don't know how I did it yesterday, if I know I pushed way beyond what I should have.

Do you remember Home Alone?  The movie?  I saw a kid recently out and about, who I suspect reads here (don't ask, kids... get into everything).  He had that look that the kid in the movie had when he was frightened after seeing me.  I suspect he knows something about who was in my house.  Fear, I'll tell you, and kids can't hide it.  If it was him he has nothing to worry about.  If he simply knew about who was doing it, I think he will be... talking to them.  There is something about putting the fear of God into a child that is both pleasing and... unpalatable... at the same time.  That is usually a job for parents, though I think his parents do a good job of that in an honest way.  It's the part of parenting no one really... signed up for.  Still, if it saves trouble in the future, I'm good with it.  Yeah, I had to work at not laughing when I saw the look though.  Kids are just too funny sometimes.

What is it about what I say, even just as a minor notion, or such, that really roils people?  Are people really so isolated that they never have heard a different idea?  Are they so political that they can't take a step back and look at their candidate?  You can say anything you want to me, with some modicum of respect, and I'll listen.  I might end up telling you it is simply foolish and I don't believe a word of it, but I'll give you your shot at defending, convincing.  If you just say it.  Most people really can't handle... different.  In person I have to be much more careful with words.  I don't know if my size is the issue, my solid way of speaking could be part of it, but even when I am gentle, respectful, or such, my words seem to be even "louder" than how I write.  Even when I am using low, even soft, tones.  I dunno.  I think the people are quite thin-skinned.  That's all I'm saying.  If that hurts your feelings, go talk to Hellen...

Oh, Hellen?  Ms. Wait deals with complaints for me.  Just... don't dicker, don't tarry, go straight to Hellen Wait.  Bah!

Good night. Hmm, time does fly. It is nearly 15:30! Weird, I thought it was... around 9:30, 10:00 maybe... Ah well. All good.