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I feel like I used to include a lot more personal posts on my site, then it became taken over with 9/11 Truth and Ron Paul all the time. Great topics, indeed, but perhaps it’s time for a personal post or two?

Like mostly everyone I know, I’ve been completely snowed in all day. My car is blocked by 20 inches of snow— I’m not going anywhere.

Being holed up inside for the past 24 hours, I’ve learned just how many things I’m addicted to. As addictions go, I’ve only realized their existence once I was unable unable to satisfy them. I’m house-sitting and forgot my phone charger, so my phone is dead, hence I haven’t talked to anyone or sent a single text message all day. That’s hard to fathom, yes, but the hardest tribulation I’m experiencing— I haven’t had coffee all day!! Though there’s a Caribou Coffee and a Starbucks within a mile, without a car and with 20 inches of snow to walk through, they’re still out of range. And lastly, I’m hungry. I’ve been subsisting on lots of toast and orange juice, but my newly veganized body is craving so much more and I just can’t get it right now. What I wouldn’t give for a veggie burrito bowl from Chipotle and a vanilla soy latte from Starbucks! That’s such a snotty American thing to say, I know, I can’t help it.

Thank goodness I have some semblance of an internet connection or I would be going totally crazy. That is one addiction I’m well aware of.

Perhaps this blizzard would be more fun if I hadn’t just read “The Power Failure From Hell” yesterday? I did enjoy standing outside and watching the snow fall last night, however. I love the silence that comes with storms, when everyone is inside hiding. I’m always amazed when Mother Nature decides to remind us who is in charge. We can build Space Stations. We can fly across the country in four hours. We can decode the entire human genome. But a foot of snow falls from the sky and entire cities come screeching to a halt. Whole newscasts become devoted to marveling at the ramifications of such weather phenomenon. Humans are strange and inconsistent creatures indeed.

In closing, I haven’t yet commented on Ohio’s Primary Day, I know. I guess I have too much in my head right now to try and express. As Rand Paul has pointed out, however, it’s not over.

“Reports of my death are greatly exaggerated.”
- Mark Twain

The MSM is of course jumping all over Ron Paul’s latest campaign video update, saying the campaign is done and over.

If only it were that easy! We have only just started educating ourselves. Meeting other like-minded citizens. Convening. Brain-storming. Inspiring. Planning. Building. I’ll say it again: we have only just begun. The real work for real change lies ahead of us still, daunting and unflinching as ever. And it will most certainly not be over by November 4th.

More thoughts on all that to come later…