Nothing.

Man. I got nothing. No amusing grocery store list items. No anecdotes. No pictures of food. Nothing. 

I miss my parents, especially my Mom. I want to ask her how she felt during other moments of political chaos. I have vague memories of the Watergate trial, sitting on the floor of my grandparents' living room in the summer while the adults watched. What did the country feel like then, is it anything like we feel now?

Sigh.

And Hattie pooped in the fireplace, instead of the clean litter box 15 feet away. What the hell is going on in our world?