I've also been told I have little tact, so if this offends you simply ride on.

Thursday, October 20, 2016

Trimming the truth

Well, I watched some of the debate last night... after it was over, just to kind of get a feel for how bad these things really are, and after a couple of glasses of wine.  Liquid courage, you know?  Anyway, I didn't watch that much.  I didn't see the bit where he'd keep people in suspense about the election results though I did read about his comments this morning... as though he is in any position of authority.  After watching those few minutes, I now understand why he's such an asshole - he is terribly confused.  He thinks this is a reality TV show.  That's right.  He believes he's on something called "Run for the White House."  All of his posturing is in anticipation for his next close-up.  No doubt when this whole thing is over he's going to expect an Emmy nomination for Best Turd.
Enough of that, I was off yesterday and today as well, so I started painting the trim in my living room.  I'm doing it in sections because... to be honest... I hate painting trim.  I hate the taping.  I hate the cutting in, the cutting out.  I hate using a sash brush... carefully.  I just want it to be done.

Of course, being trim, it takes a lot longer to paint than the walls since you can use broad swipes of a roller to paint them.  It's not white, rather more of a very pale brown which will make the red of the walls pop.  I can say things like that, you know?  Make the walls pop.  That's one of the benefits for working in paint for years.

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

My Christmas Present

Is going to be arriving on 12/21/16.  And yes, it's based on a video game.  The Assassin's Creed franchise is one of my favorites.  You get to play as an assassin who is working against the Templars,  Actually, you get to play as a modern man who, by using something called the Animus, relives his former lives as an assassin, an assassin who relies on both stealth and parcour.  A lot of people like Black Flag because you get to play as a pirate assassin.  I like Unity, which takes place during the French Revolution where you get to walk down the Champs Elysee and get to experience what it must have looked like back in the 1700's, when there were still fields.

The movie takes place in both the present and the past, during the Spanish Inquisition to be precise.  I can think of only one problem and that is every time I say "the Spanish Inquisition" I think of Monty Python.  What saves it is the fact that the Python skit was hilarious, and this, well, looks to be rather bloody.  Nothing wrong with that.  And, if you look very, very closely, you can see that one of the heads that rolls looks an awful lot like Trumps.

Monday, October 17, 2016

New 2nd Floor Sucker

I just ordered a new vacuum.  Panasonic.  This one is for the upstairs.  I have a Miele Titan for downstairs and that works well.  At present, I have a Kenmore upstairs which is very old, 20 some years old, and is duct taped together.  Most of the tools have broken.  The wand no longer extends.  Back when I bought I paid a lot of money for it, and have gotten rewarded with many years of service; it still sucks.  In fact, the suction is still outstanding an amazing fact when you consider how much horse hair plaster it sucked up during the bathroom remodel, and the pine needs from live Christmas trees, and dog hair... and before that cat hair... lots and lots of pet hair.
The new vacuum is purple and there is only a 5 year warranty, but that's fine.  If it last 15 years I'll be happy.  I had, for a couple of moments, thought of getting another Miele but then there is the price, they're expensive and I really couldn't see spending that much money on something for the 2nd floor.

Mostly what I have upstairs is dust, some dog hair, but overwhelmingly it's dust.  When I'm at work the dogs are relegated to the first floor (ground floor).  It's still expensive, though, with tax almost $300.  It's supposed to arrive on Thursday.  I'm an Amazon Prime member, 2 day shipping, we'll see if that happens.  Here lately they've kind of been dropping that guarantee with purchases arriving on the 3rd day.  Still, shipping is still free, so I'm not really complaining.  So tell me, isn't this a really nice looking 2nd floor sucker?

Sunday, October 16, 2016

Big Seig got bit

That's right, something pesky nipped him, or else he ate something that didn't agree with his system.  Dogs do that, you know?  Everything was fine when I got home.  He and Lily got their dinner.  They went outside to play while I made chai tea.  When I opened the back door to let them back in the house, however, I noticed he had started to swell.  Little lumps all over his back, and on his chest, where the hair is thin, they were blotchy pink.
So I gave him a Benadryl.   When your dog weighs as much as a small human being dosage is the same as it is for an adult.
Two hours later his jowls were doubled in size.  And I thought, shit, I'm going to have take him to the emergency room.  He didn't seem to be in any discomfort.  He had no problems eating biscuits.  He was just swollen.  So I thought, we'll give it over night. see how he is in the morning.

This morning he was fine... except for a slight case of diarrhea.  That's easily remedied.  He's had that before, you see, because that big mouth of his seems to swallow whatever it wants.  And because he's so big, he gets the same treatment you or I would take.  It's minty green.  Loves it.  In fact, every time he gets dosed his reaction is always the same.  "Holy Crap, pour more of that green, minty heaven down my throat." 

Saturday, October 15, 2016

The Christmas Dragon

Well, we've got what?  Three weeks before the voters make their choice and Donald and his Trumpcapades keep skating around on ice that's way to thin for their blades.  I mean, you can actually hear the cracking of the ice as his troop circles round and round and round.  Every syllable dribbling from his lips is a counter accusation.  "It's a conspiracy."  You know, the same sort of thing he hawked with 'birtherism.'  He doesn't understand that this is his karma.  The full circle.  The universe fixing a mistake.  This is life.
Anyway, yesterday when I returned to work after my 2 days off, Christmas had been set.  All the artificial trees, the cheap ones and the expensive ones have been set up.  They're all pre-lit.  We have one that grows from 7 feet to 10 feet with the press of a button.  If I get a tree it will be real because the dogs will see it as a toy... are really bit toy, they can drag around the living room and dining room.  This means I will probably not be getting a tree this year.
I have to say, however, the centerpiece for our Christmas display has to be the Christmas Dragon.... that's right, we have a large, inflatable Christmas Dragon who slowly flaps his wings.  There is bright pink fire burning in his belly.

I suspect this means that the sleigh with it's 8 tiny reindeer have been replaced.  Let's be honest here, a fire breathing dragon swooping around on Christmas Eve is a bit more impressive.  No doubt he's faster.  And no doubt Santa is riding him shouting out "eat Donner, eat Blixen, eat Prancer and Vixen."

Friday, October 14, 2016


Well, they shot lasers into my left eye yesterday burning a hole into something that's going to help with the drainage.  Now I'll have to remember to put drops in for the next 5 days.  Most likely, I'll start forgetting in 2 or 3, that's what happened last time.
I'm still waiting for the credit to show up on my account for the returned Samsung TV; chatted with someone named Mazze who only then initiated the credit, 8 days after Amazon had received it on their loading dock.  Their policy states credits are to be issued  in 3 - 5 days after the return has been received.
Later this morning, when I get back to the store after having 2 days off, I will see how the Christmas set has gone.  That's right, on October 12, they put in the Christmas displays.  It's later than last year because they've expanded the Halloween display.  And I know there are people reading this shaking their heads, muttering to themselves, "it's not even Thanksgiving."  Well, I say this every year.  It would go on sale so soon if people didn't buy it, however they do.  In fact a day doesn't pass in which someone does stop by the Service Desk and ask "when are you putting up your Christmas stuff?"  Last week I had an older woman complain "well, everybody else has it up."

And finally, this pissing and moaning by the Trump and his campaign, holy shit, it's like listening to a spoiled brat.  He calls it "horrible," and "terrible," and a "lie."  He's blaming things on a secret conspiracy.  He's never had much accountability in his life, doing what ever he wanted, the poster child for egocentric entitlement.  Now his horrendous behavior is being publicized and he's whining like a child.  What's really funny about this is that his campaign wanted to do opposition research just to find out what kind of dirt they could expect to be unearthed, and he denied the request... more than once.  I told my friend Betsy that he just doesn't understand and at 70 years of age he will never understand.

Thursday, October 13, 2016


So, I went to to visit my Mom yesterday.  She has an apartment in an assisted living facility.  She also suffers from dementia; she recognizes us, but conversation is limited.  When I tell people this, their response is usually 'aahhh, that's a shame.'  No it isn't.  She's also a Valium addict because 50 some years ago she was diagnosed with schizophrenia.  She was admitted to a sanitarium where they administered electric shock therapy.  This is how life is sometimes.  The therapy didn't help, the Valium did and the end result was the screaming tantrums, the slapping and hitting, stopped for the most part, but the damage had already been done.
Anyway, about 3 weeks ago my brother and sister packed her and her walker up and took her to K-Mart.  She bought herself a throw which looks like a puppy.  She loves it.  She talks to it.  She takes it everywhere.  A number of the other residents are a bit jealous, so she also uses it as a tool to piss them off.  When they get angry she turns on her "pity poor me act."  The staff at Graysonview know this, and they mollify.

This doesn't mean I don't love my Mom, I do, to a certain extent.  I tell people that my Mom is nuts and they just look at me.  And then I tell them the funny stories, not the dark ones.  I try and visit her once week, and always take cookies, or brownies, or some sort of snack.  My sister visits her a bit less frequently, and my brother manages to make it over about every 3 weeks or so.  The damage was done a long time ago.