"Congressional representative Adam Schiff is currently accepting nominations for Altadena's Woman of the Year."
And the way I figure it, someone we all know and love should have the inside track.
Who is a woman? Karin.
Who lives in Altadena? Karin.
Who is very much alive and well in this very year in question? Oh, well, now I'm blushing.
I really don't see how they can (ONCE AGAIN!) strike me from the short list. After all, as you can clearly see, I'm three out of three. In addition, and not to toot my own horn, I had no part in the Citibank Scandal, I've never tagged, and I never leave my dog's poo on the street. In fact, as to all the things I've never done, you could write a book. Someone will, mark my words.
When the politics of this Altadena Woman of the Year campaign get dirty, as they most certainly will, some might want to dig into my past and sling the mud. That mushroom thing? Well, that was all alleged and a long time ago, and anyway, I vomited.
So what, are you going to vote for some chick who saved a few lives, gives blood, and volunteers at food banks, or vote for someone who, on a good day when she has nothing much planned, recycles her aluminum wine cans. Not to load the dice, but let me also mention that I've done my part to reduce global warming. I only use aerosol sprays on the chia pet hair days (and not the cute rabbit pet days, I mean the hog pet days).
Oh, I should just let it all go. What's one more award or less or any. I shouldn't care; I shouldn't waste my time and effort. These things are rigged, they're always rigged. Though a few unmarked dollar bills to the proper quarter couldn't hurt. With a note, "If you're darin', vote Karin."