The price of a share of Polygrip® soared yesterday on news that Newt Gingrich had tossed his teeth into the ring for the Republican nomination. After the success of John McCain last time around, it’s clear that the Republicans need another candidate to appeal to their miserable, crazy old man constituency. Now it’s to identify a stupid pretentious bimbo to run for the #2 spot. Michele Bachmann, get ready. Play your cards right, and you could parlay this into an appearance on Dancing with the Stars.

Pulled the cover off the pool last night and managed to get the pump and filter hooked up and running. It hasn’t been opened in, oh, probably at least a couple of years. Looks a lot like pea soup in there. There are parts missing, things that the previous owners tossed out or misplaced, the liner is out of the track in one corner, and no doubt a few other things that will need attention.

I hate to complain about it (I mean, how absolutely disgusting to bitch about having a pool when there are so many people with real problems), but it’s not something I really coveted. It just happened to come with the house (which came with the land and the location, which is what I really wanted). But there will be a handful of days where it will be nice to come home and cool off. And the dogs will like it, so that’s worth it right there, plus if it means I can keep from turning the a/c on most days, that will offset some of the cost.

Today would probably a good day to swim (if the water wasn’t pea green and colder than hell). It’s supposed to be sunny and 80 degrees, and it would be awfully nice to be able to spend the day outside. But that aint gonna happen.