I sometimes fall asleep with the television on, and this morning I woke up to see election bandwagon coverage: Bush in a bus, traveling through Michigan and Ohio. Lining the streets were nothing but cheering supporters. Through the dark windshield, you could see George W. give the "thumbs up" sign. Ugh!

Bush is on his way through here. I tried to gather my hippie work friends for a protest with a few picket signs: "Stop the War of Errorism." And: "See what your $600 tax credit gets you in the unemployment line."

Instead, everyone at BIPC yesterday was in an uproar over the latest computer viruses. In fact, an emergency security patch shut my p.c. down -- right in the middle of my Super Secret Project update!

While I plan on casting my vote this fall, I'm feeling very down about it. I don't think it's going to make a damn bit of difference.

My dream last night (early this morning)
Hugshyhermit decides to learn the Steel Guitar -- he's fascinated with the sound and he has some friends who will teach him how to hold it for the chords. Hugshyhermit meets with his friend MB the singer/songwriter, and Hugshyhermit is a natural: Soon he's weaving out chord progressions with little riffs, melodies with cool harmonies in thirds and fifths.

Hugshyhermit writes a few songs -- heartfelt little numbers sung down low in his limited range. They have titles like "A Little About Life," and "You Rejected Me Before I Rejected You." They're all Accoustic, Country & Western -- but maybe with a little jazz modulation -- and when Hugshyhermit sings them in his bass voice, he has a country twang.

Hugshyhermit decides to go to Open Mic night at a local bar. "If you've been saving up your rotten tomatoes, here's your chance to use them," Hugshyhermit tells the audience, picking a chord on the guitar. The light on stage shoots right into his eyes.

And when you sit there thinkin'
of times past and gone
You may recall me drinkin'
Gone to what's gone along
It's easier to mix a drink than pine for love that's wrong

Ha ha ha! Don't quit your day job! Hmmm...Could this have something to do that when my radio alarm went off this morning, they were interviewing Dolly Parton?