Before we go any further, there’s something I have to say:

Happy eleventh birthday to my only but *favorite* nephew. You are weird as hell, and you annoy the crap out of my sister (like I use to) so please never-ever change. Even when people call you out for being animated and different, remind them that Robin Williams and Eddie Murphy and Jim Carey exist(ed), and then tell them to go fuck off (when you’re old enough).

I’m going to keep this post short because 1) Here comes Wednesday again, sneaking up like it always does, ninja-ing its way out of nowhere after Sunday, and as I’m writing this, it’s already Tuesday night, so there’s not a lot of brain functioning left and 2) I’m like 99% sure nobody cares about this post since it’s the inauguration, and most don’t come here for my political commentary. Which is good, because it’s not really my thing, especially since I believe George Orwell knew what the hell he was talking about. That should tell you everything you need to know on where I stand, and why I don’t post certain thoughts (you know, just in case they’re the wrong ones) because that is the terrifying society we live in today, folks.

Short post. No political thoughts contributed (sans the tiny one above). Only solid prayers that people breathe, and remember we share more similarities than differences.

We’re all human beings. Let’s try for love and peace and acceptance, huh? I promise, it’s worked in the past.

~ Lady Caitlin signing off

P.S. Your present’s in the mail, TJ. I just have to actually go send it first.