(friendswood) goose down, zero down, watership down

we went over to claire and john paul's house last night to watch the second presidential debate. not only is claire a brilliant hostess with yummy spinach and artichoke dip and other snacks, but there were various things available to hurl at the TV when something unsavory was being said. turns out that was a lot. we shot dart guns and rubber bands. justin was pretty handy with the gun. it was great fun. the thing that keeps standing out in my mind each time i watch one of the debates is how acceptable it is (for both candidates) to talk about killing people. well, killing terrorists. it's the first presidential race that i can remember so much talk about killing. us killing them, that is. of course, i wasn't really conscious during some of history's more intense wartimes. is this a new thing, or am i just suddenly hyper aware of it? it's disturbing. sure, terrorists are bad, and terrorism needs to be addressed...but why is the number one approach simply snuffing them out and killing them. it seems so hollywood and simplistic.

before the debate, i bought a car. it's frighteningly easy to buy a car these days. i intended just to stop by carmax to see what they had and i left with this:



now i have to decide if i'm going to keep it. i have 5 days to return it and get all my money back. which is no money at all. eventually there will be money involved...but so far no money.

on my walk this morning i took some pictures of death to share with you:


tornado damage


cute snake