This post has no discussion of handbells, as I do not want to mention my rather big handbell news until I have more confirmation that it's happening.
Twice in the past three days, I have gotten what must be rather expensive mailings from the Republican National Committee: One included a "signed" picture of G.W. and Laura Bush (with a "to Matthew" "signed" on it as well, as I recall), and one included a "membership card" in the Bush-Cheney campaign with my name in raised letters (although the "hew" was messed up in the printing). I've never received a personalized letter from either party before, and I can't recall anything I've done in the past year that would get my name on Republican mailing lists. (For the record, I vote about 60/40 Republican/Democrat: more Republicans for President and Senate [since those offices have an impact on the Supreme Court, where conservativism is most important], and split pretty evenly for the U.S. House and local and state offices.) My magazine subscriptions are either non-partisan (Sports Illustrated, Entertainment Weekly) or slightly left-leaning-to-moderate (The Atlantic Monthly, Newsweek), I've been on the Christian bookstore rolls in Richmond for years, and I haven't bought merchandise online from any store that would have a particular political or religious leaning.
So. Here is my working theory: It is our new zip code (by which I mean the zip code we have now, not the new new zip code we are getting at the beginning of next month). Demographics of our old zip code: $38,285 (average household income), $89,600 (average house value), 69 percent (white). Demographics of our new zip code (pre-split): $67,917 (average household income), $171,700 (average house value), 89 percent (white). (Current statistics for our new zip code from the same website: infinity, infinity, and infinity.)
Now. If you were a Republican, who would you be trying to hit up for money?
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Actual, legitimate quote of the week.
"I was so exhausted I fell asleep while the stripper was dancing and the goat head was looking up at me." -- Bill Clinton, My Life, page 197 (as quoted in Slate)
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
