Who to choose?

I had been supporting Gov. Bill Richardson for President. But much to my regret, he dropped out of the race a couple of weeks ago. I decided he was my "guy" because of his long track-record in diplomacy and foreign affairs. He also had a very clear plan on relations with Latin America, which, unfortunately, is forgotten by our government.
So, now I'm an undecided. I don't know who to throw my support behind. It's between Hillary and Obama. I've been researching both. And both have qualities I like. But I will say I am leaning toward Obama. Maybe it's his youth, or maybe his vision. But I am totally undecided. And it may come down to Feb 5...primary day in California.
I will say this, in doing some research, I came across these mini-novelas that were done by VoteHope2008.org, so cool. There is one that is especially catchy. If you get a chance check it out.

Cats land on their feet, right? Well, not quite...

So Cat and I are enjoying a very nice two-story condo. Hardwood floors, tile, Berber carpet upstairs.

Our first day here, Cat went exploring downstairs. She then made her way over to the stairs. Where she stood at the bottom and looked up and then looked at me as if to say, "You expect me to climb that?"

After a few minutes, I scooped her up and carried her up the stairs. I put her down with about three steps to go and she climber the remainder herself.

The first couple of days she pretty much stayed upstairs. She finally made her way very cautiously, I might add, down the stairs.

Now she races up the stairs. Coming down is a different story. How shall I put this, hmmm, she is a bit tail heavy, so she comes down the stairs slowly.

A few nights ago as I was getting ready for bed, I hear a "KA-THUMP" on the stairs. Yeah, Cat tripped. As I peered around the corner, there she was, looking at me as if to say, "What, nothing happened."

Earlier tonight, she decided to walk on the sofa to the end where I sat. She was walking precariously on the edge. And next thing I know she is clinging to the sofa's edge for dear life looking at me as if to say "HELP!" The funny part was her back paws kept slipping and sliding on the hardwood floor and she couldn't get a grip. After a few seconds, she slipped and landed on her backside.

I couldn't stop laughing. And she was mad, she looked at me and marched to the stairs and ran upstairs.

So, whoever said a cat always lands on their feet, never met Cat.

Happy New Year

First, I hope everyone is enjoying a very happy new year.

My apologizes for not writing in soooooo long. I'm sure some of you must of thought I was swallowed up by a black hole or decided to trek through South America.

I'm back in California...Bakersfield to be exact. Yeah, I know, this is my third time living here and quite honestly after the last I didn't think I'd be back.

Cat and I came back in September after I got a call for a job interview. That job didn't come through, but I ended up applying and interviewing for something like 6-8 jobs within a couple of months.

In mid-November I was hired as the communications director for a union. I won't name it, just because I don't want my personal views confused with those of my employer. And tose of you who know me, know I have LOTS of opinions and a somewhat interesting take on life and the world. But I thoroughly enjoy my job.

I'm going to try to keep the blog updated as much as possible. You have my word on it.

Ciao for now.