elfs | Aug. 21st, 2004

The phone rang. I pressed the on button and a mechanical voice said, "This is a 45-second survey by the FEC Survey Group. Are you registered to vote? Please answer 'yes' or 'no'."

"Yes."

"Do you consider yourself to be pro-life?"

Uh-oh. I know where this is going. "No."

"Do you believe that marriage should only be between a man and a woman?"

I hung up. The very wording of the questions means that the only completed surveys they're going to get are evangelicals and fundamentalists; the rest of us are going to hang up on them in disgust.

And what the fuck does that mean, "pro-life." The alternative is, what? "Anti-life?" "Pro-death?" I'm neither, and I hate the way the term has been co-opted.

Anyway, I'm bored. I have both the girls over, but Omaha decided she wanted to go camping, alone, this weekend, so she's over at Dash Point, being anti-social. We've all been a little bummed recently so I can understand her wanting to get away from the kids and all, but I still worry about her, since she is epileptic. The girls are being good right now, but I'm really in the mood for adult companionship. My evening plans are pretty dull: make pizza, bathe the kids, maybe watch some tube or play a game. I haven't figured out how to get the 5/6 stutter out of my DVDs yet (the mkdvd script is meant to do NTSC to PAL; going the other way, it simply doubles the fifth frame to make six frames, giving a "stutter" effect to the video), much to my annoyance, but I do have the first six episodes of DearS to watch, as well as FLCL (Fooly Cooly), so I might sit through one DVD or the other.