Happy King Tut Day!!!

Today is Election Day. 

I completed my ballot too early. It's been sitting on the table signed, sealed and stamped for several weeks and I keep getting phone calls and mail telling me what terrible mistakes I made. It seems many of the initiatives and people I voted for are opposed by some of the finest minds in our illustrious state.

Wanda and I went out of the area last week end and finding a mail box was much more difficult than locating a Starbucks. When we finally discovered a post office in the small town of Nevada City I realized two things. One, if I mailed my ballot there all my hard work and diligent research may be for naught as it may not arrive in time. And two, I left it on the desk at home.

I decided not to worry. I would drop it off at my polling place Election Day morning.

Like many of the people I know I'm not so much looking forward to changes in government, I'm looking forward to the end of the constant trips from the mailbox to the recycle bin. Every day for months I've been tossing propaganda without so much as a glance.

Wouldn't you think finding out where to drop off a ballot would be easy.

Along with the newest technology come more and more possibilities for information people may, or may not, want. I searched for where do I vote and entered my zip code. I found what I was looking for after sifting through two pages of useless information. I took a few notes including the address and thought I was ready to go. 

I grabbed my coffee cup; since I had to go out I thought I would treat myself to a Steeltown Coffee & Tea latte. I set the alarm, walked out of the house, got half way to the car and realized I didn't have my ballot. I went back in the house, turned off the alarm and noticed the ballot in my left hand with the coffee cup. I truly have no idea how or when it got there. 

The second time I tried to leave I saw I'd be driving into the rising sun so I went back and got my hat. I would use the sun visor in the car if it wasn't holding up the headliner and window moulding over my door. 

I really hate the damn time change. 

Once again we're tortured for a period of time while our bodies get used to this unnecessary twice yearly event. Last night I went to bed at 9 and woke at 5 this morning. What am I supposed to do at 5 freaking a.m.?

So I first went downtown for coffee. Then on the way to the polling place (by the way, I walked out of the house and forgot my phone) I heard a radio add for Google.

Ask or search Google: How do I vote?

It seems my initial mistake was typing in the word WHERE. Now I know the operative word was HOW. I was assuming most people had a better understanding of how to read and mark a ballot.

After learning HOW to vote I was directed to a site for the WHERE information I needed.

I should know by now, always, always, always do a Google first. I just need to get the how, when, where, what and why sorted out.

I wonder, will Google tell me IF my fly is open.

Today is Election and King Tut Day.

King Tut Day celebrates the date of the discovery of King Tutankhamen's Tomb.

Over 3,000 years ago, King Tutankhamen became the King of Egypt at the age of 9. He died at the age of 19. The tomb of Egypt's "child king" was discovered on November 4, 1922.  The tomb was discovered nearly intact in Egypt's Valley of Kings.

King Tut's rule lasted from 1333 B.C. to 1324 B.C. The cause of his death is uncertain. Murder and an innocent accident are the two main theories.

How to celebrate this special day: Spend a little time with your nose in the Egyptian history books. Learn more about King Tut, along with the culture and times of Ancient Egypt.

Tut was the grandson of the great pharaoh Amenhottep ll and most certainly the son of Akhenaten. He took the throne as a nine-year-old. It's still not certain exactly where he took it but more then likely it was somewhere inside since he had a crippling bone disease, a club left foot and multiple malaria infections. 

Although more than eligible to assume leadership prior to the age of nine he spent several formative years with his dear and trustworthy tutor, Ah-he. It was during this time Tut read scrolls, studied government and played the popular video game of his time, rocks and sea shells.

DNA tests published in 2010 revealed that Tut's parents were brother and sister and that his wife was also his half-sister so it is naturally assumed he was from the southern part of Egypt.

While you certainly could honor the boy king and celebrate his special day with hours of study I'll save you some time. Here is all you need to know.

King Tut (King Tut)

Now when he was a young man,
He never thought he'd see
People stand in line to see the boy king.

(King Tut) How'd you get so funky?
(Funky Tut) Did you do the monkey?
Born in Arizona,
Moved to Babylonia (King Tut).

(King Tut) Now, if I'd known
They'd line up just to see him,
I'd taken all my money
And bought me a museum. (King Tut)

Buried with a donkey (funky Tut)
He's my favorite honkey!
Born in Arizona,
Moved to Babylonia (King Tut)

(Tut, Tut) Dancin' by the Nile, (Disco Tut, Tut)
The ladies love his style, (boss Tut, Tut)
Rockin' for a mile (rockin' Tut, Tut)
He ate a crocodile.

He gave his life for tourism.
Golden idol!
He's an Egyptian.

They're selling you!

Now, when I die,
Now don't think I'm a nut,
Don't want no fancy funeral,
Just one like ole king Tut. (King Tut)

He coulda won a Grammy, (King Tut)
Buried in his Jammies, (King Tut)
Born in Arizona, moved to Babylonia,
He was born in Arizona, got a condo made of stone-a,

King Tut!

Music and lyrics by Steve Martin