Golddigger 101

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Thursday, January 29, 2015

In which Primo goes to Russell's house to talk about running for Russell's county seat and then he and I have a big ol' fight about the stupid campaign and how it's ruining our lives

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Primo went over to Russell Crowe's house this afternoon to talk to him about running for Russell's seat. He wanted to get to Russell...
Sunday, January 25, 2015

In which Primo spends the afternoon campaigning at another county fair and discovers that The Party is involved in more chicanery, which shocks him but does not shock me at all because I think most politicians and their minions are scum

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I decided not to go with Primo to the Lafayette County fair on Saturday because 1. I have a life and 2. I have a life. Sure, that life consi...
Thursday, January 22, 2015

In which Primo gets his mojo back and decides that Leo DiCaprio is not a big deal

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Primo: I thought about it. I don't have to worry about Leo. [What? Is this my beloved Primo, who has a tendency to wallow in misery, a...
Sunday, January 18, 2015

In which Primo and I seriously discuss the possibility of his quitting his job, which pays twice as much as mine does, so I freak out, so he can run for local office and in which we discover there is someone else who is interested in running for that office, so Primo becomes despondent

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Where was I? It’s been a while since I’ve posted – the new job has me pretty busy. They actually expect me to work while I am there, which ...
Thursday, January 15, 2015

In which the League of Women Voters sends Primo a survey that asks, "What is the meaning of life?"

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Primo has been cranky all day, complaining about the darn surveys. Moaning and groaning about the surveys. Gnashing of the teeth. Te...
Sunday, January 11, 2015

In which we all scratch our heads and say, "Huh?"

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Primo wants to know (and so do I) who schedules an all-day political strategy session on the same day that the football team is in the playo...
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Thursday, January 8, 2015

In which Primo marches up and down the square for Fourth of July

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Primo was invited to march in a Fourth of July parade and he wanted to do it and he wanted me to walk with him and I said that is about the ...
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Sunday, January 4, 2015

In which Primo and I devise a way for him to motivate people without lying

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Primo and I were at a concert last night. While the band sang, "You Sexy Thing," he showed me the emails that had bugged him so mu...
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Thursday, January 1, 2015

In which Primo is cranky, again, because the campaign team wants him to say he is In It To Win It

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Emails back and forth after Primo's radio interview last week and a meeting he attended this week. Both times, when asked a direct quest...
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Tuesday, December 30, 2014

In which Doris feels compelled to criticize someone who sent her a Christmas card for being too involved in his church

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Doris emailed Primo today after getting a Christmas letter from Primo's best friend from high school, Fernando. Fernando and Primo dra...
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Sunday, December 28, 2014

In which the campaign team forwards an email chain to Primo that happens to have an email with someone complaining about Primo in it

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Primo is cranky. (I say that a lot, don't I?) He just returned from a five-day visit to his parents -- Stop. Do I need to say anything...
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Saturday, December 27, 2014

In which Primo prepares for the state convention, where he is to give a ten-minute speech and is really nervous about it

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I stayed out of the speech preparation this time, but had to sit in the bedroom while Primo packed for 28 hours at the state convention. H...
Friday, December 26, 2014

In which we see the Ceramic Cat of Many Colors, the Cast-Iron Cat, and a real cat

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You guys, I do not make stuff up. I wish what I wrote here was fiction, but it is not. I guess the Cast-Iron Cat is not life sized - bu...
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Thursday, December 25, 2014

In which Primo and I discuss the Ceramic Cat of Many Colors

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Primo: Here. Read the card from my parents. Me: Fine. [I read.] There. Done. Primo: See? It wasn't bad. They didn't write anythi...
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In which Doris gets us a colorful ceramic cat to go with the cast-iron cat

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Not making this up. But at least it is not as big as the cast-iron cat , which is life sized. The coup de grace: it is from her, Sly, a...
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