This is What I Think About While I’m Driving…

So, I was thinking about John Mayer today.  Not because he is the Center of the Universe – although reports from many people seem to substantiate that he does indeed believe the world revolves around him.  Only because I heard his name on the car radio.  Something about a musician named “Shooter” who tweetered (yes, I know that’s not a word – yet) a comment that did not extol his virtues.  And I thought, “Hmm.  It would be really cool to see what would happen if John Mayer was stuck in an elevator when Hurricane Sandy rocked New York.  If I were writing a sitcom, who else would I plop into this potentially explosive situation ?  Oh, yes.  Donald Trump.  And that collision of egos would probably result in a nuclear reaction that would either decimate the entire state of New York, or generate enough electricity  to keep New York going for the next century.”

And then I thought, “Would even Hurricane Sandy have had enough force to blow off Donald Trump’s hair?  More importantly, is there any way in the world to destroy that ghastly coif?  And, if not, what would it take to convince Donald Trump to actually volunteer to shave his scalp?”

This led me to the next disturbing cogitation,”Why am I so obsessed with Donald Trump’s hair?  I’m pretty sure I have blogged about it more than a couple of times now.  This is not the kind of legacy I want to leave.  When I die, and I finally become famous, I do not want people to look back at my blog archives and speculate about my interest in Donald Trump’s hair.”

And then I arrived at my Early Voting Location, and the line was 50 people out the door in the hot sun and there was clearly no parking available, so I just continued driving.

So, now, people will say that I was an irresponsible, non-voting citizen consumed by thoughts of Donald’s Trump’s ridiculous mop of a mane.

And Jon Stewart.  Let’s make that clear.  If you are looking for trends in my posts, I mention Jon Stewart a heckuva lot more than Trump.

So, allow me to spell it out for you, Future Biographer of Mrs. Cap’n Firepants:  I loved Jon Stewart, hated Donald Trump’s hair, was somewhat doubtful about John Mayer as a person (but liked his music), and made a half-hearted attempt to vote even though she suspected her husband’s vote was going to cancel hers out.  (The last item may change to “she braved Heck and High Water to make an ill-fated stand” if I find a way to vote on the actual Election Day.)  Oh, and I never heard of this musician named “Shooter”.

See?  There’s nothing to analyze here.  No secrets or hidden agendas.  I’m just plain ole Mrs. Cap’n Firepants, who just happens to have random thoughts about Donald Trump’s hair on a semi-regular basis.

Perfectly normal.

Not the blogs – just the bloggers, or maybe just one blogger in particular…


Posted on November 2, 2012, in Humor and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 37 Comments.

  1. If Donald Trump googled himself would he find your blog? If so he might make you famous before you die – hahahahahhhha!

  2. So, do you really think Trump’s hair is real? I think it must be, cuz no one would make a wig that looks so hideous….. would they? Oh, and Jon Stewart ROCKS!

  3. Thank goodness you don’t think about driving while driving.

  4. I think there is medication for that……

    Please do go back and vote on Tuesday. Even if hubby is on the other side, what you vote matters.

  5. Who isn’t obsessed with Donald Trump’s hair? He had a very disappointing day yesterday when President Obama did not release his records, by the way.

  6. This is one of your best posts yet (IMO, anyway!). The Don needs no more space in your head – he takes up enough room in the world already. As does Mr Mayer. Our daily showman John, on the other hand; well – you can talk about him as often as you like. And, voting is compulsory here in Oz, so I can’t imagine an alternative… May the force be with you.

  7. Me too- my voting site was CRAZY for two weeks straight. I kept going by hoping, and there was always a line. Just great! Donald Trump annoys the hell out of me- especially when he wanted Obama to release his records. I try not to think about him.

  8. Donald Trump’s hair does have a way of getting into your head and under your skin. *shiver* There’s nothing wrong with that… Is there??

  9. I just love your version of “normal”. Wish there were more “normal” people out there 😀

  10. i went to vote and it was like an abortion clinic outside. people hollering and passing out pamplets. nuts. good luck if you brave it tuesday. i hope you will. i have great hopes of turning the state. ha. ha. ha. ha. ha. ha.

  11. 🙂 I, for one, can’t stand John Mayer – neither his music nor his person. I don’t know why. Maybe I just like to be contrary. When his songs come on the radio – and they do with annoying frequency – I change the channel while singing, “Fa, la, la, la, la” loudly so I won’t have to hear him sing. Maybe I need a new radio station…

  12. In your elevator scenario, only Trumps hair would survive.
    Which is to say, there are no winners.

  13. You crack me up! I drove by the polls this morning at 6:25, and the line was super long. I had to go on to get to work, so I hope I can get there after school today. John Mayer and Trump – too funny. I would love to see how Trump’s hair manages itself in a big windstorm. 😉

  14. WE are ALL crazy! As for Trump’s hair….. what was I writing about… oh yeah…. Ginger says let Wonderbutt at it for five minutes… hehehe

  15. I love Jon Stewart. Wish he would run for president.

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