10.30.04

The political ads are getting more and more frenzied, with candidates likening their opponents to wolves and ostriches.

I watched the "Dead Ringers" American election special last week on BBCAmerica. It was good. I particularly liked the Apocalypse Now parody with Kerry going into the heart of darkness to find Clinton.

All in all, I'm glad that the election is almost upon us. It'll be interesting to see what happens. If I never see another "One man, one woman. No on 36," sign, placard, bumpersticker, or billboard again, I'll be pleased.

There were frighteningly perky electioneers at many street corners this afternoon. Weird juxtaposition; many of the employees at the grocery store were in Halloween drag.

There was a man with rubber rats glued onto his bright orange polo shirt. Someone dressed as an upright, neon-orange, vaguely horsey creature, a mermaid, and a man dressed as a UPC label.

In the parking lot, I watched a father terrify his child with a monster mask. I do mean terrify. The mother ignored both the growling of the father, and the high-pitched screams of the child.

Strange.

The sun came out today after a fierce downpour. Silver dripped off the trees and plashed on the ground. Low clouds, turned gold by the sun, slunk between hills. One moment it was too bright, the next, too dark.

The maple tree in a neighbour's yard has gone golden-red. It's in with a grove of evergreens. Striking. Like a hooker at a church dinner.

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