Dear Madame Zoltar

Hello, my post-Halloween ghouls and goblins!  How are you?  The time change on Sunday put a hitch in my giddyup.  It happens twice a year and it always takes me days to adjust.  I think it’s slightly better in the fall because we “gain” an hour.  I dislike the time change in the spring because it makes me feel like I’m running late.  Now, however, it’s dark by 5 PM.  Yuck.

Oh my, oh my, oh my!  Not only did the dirty Chicago Bears win over our vaunted Green Bay Packers on Monday, but they crippled Mr. Aaron Rodgers (early) in the process.  Oh my, oh my!  Grrr.  How dare they?  I shipped Mr. Rodgers a bottle of my ‘Get Well Or Else!™ Tonic’ by overnight express.  Whether or not he uses it is up to him.  One sip and he’ll be on the mend.  One chug and he’ll be healthier than a horse.  One bottle and he’ll be R.I.P.  You have to work your way up to the higher doses of my tonics.  The injury-riddled Packers face the Philadelphia Eagles on this Sunday at noon.  The coach says he has every confidence that backup quarterback, Seneca Washington, will get the job done.  Let’s hope so.  Go, Packers!  Eradicate the Eagles! 

In the Irregular Football League, my Screaming Psychics returned to third place.  The Half-Astrophysicists and Orbliterators still occupy the number one and two positions respectively.  The Mighty Bears are nipping at my heels.  Stay away, you quarterback killers!

A gunman went off in a mall recently.  These occurrences are becoming almost commonplace.  Two, three, or more times a week, we hear about another shooting.  We become desensitized to the horror for our own sakes.  How else can we deal with it?  Murder, sometimes mass murder, of innocents takes place frequently.  I think the whole world has gone crazy.  This is not the advanced civilization that we were promised in our youth.  This is some sort of dysfunctional, schizoid contraption limping along to oblivion, dragging down the good as well as the bad.  Oh my.

Unfortunately, things are not any better on the local scene.  We may not have gunmen going off every other day, but we have plenty of crime and corruption.  We have plenty of unemployment and poverty, too.  Racine is my home.  I weep to see her so abused.

Finally, “Downtown Racine will kick off the holiday season with the annual Holiday Parade, community Christmas tree lighting ceremony and open house on Saturday, Nov. 9.” http://journaltimes.com/news/local/downtown-racine-holiday-parade-is-nov/article_674123de-4247-11e3-9507-001a4bcf887a.html  Oh my, isn’t that supposed to be “holiday” tree?  I may attend this event with Junior and Señor Zanza, if he wants to go.  I don’t have to ask Junior.  If girls will be there, he will be there.

Thank you so much my dear sweethearts for perusing my blog today.  I so enjoy the company.  Remember, you can always contact me psychically for a spiritual hug.

Or, you can contact me through email: madamezoltar@jtirregulars.com

Be careful to adjust to the earlier darkness when driving.  Kids and school buses and darkness, oh my!  Keep layering clothing.  You’ll know when it’s time to wrap yourself in a winter coat.  I love you all.  Parapraxis!