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

Friday, August 18, 2017

About those cold, dead hands

Okay, so it's Friday and that means I go back to work... for 3 days.  I stopped in at the store yesterday for some curtain rods and checked my sales - I beat my goal last week by 884%.  However, I have a number of customers who have responded yet so this morning I'm going to cancel their quotes.
I saw that 25% of Americans will never abandon the Idiot in the White House - that's not surprising, these are staunch republicans.  Chuck Heston would have found it far easier to let someone rip his rifle from his cold, dead hands than it is for these people to even suspect how evil the GOP has become.  This is about the same percentage that swore their loyalty to the Idiot 'W.'  They will never change.
I met with Kindred Care Hospice yesterday while they evaluated my Mom... she's too healthy, they say.  Evidently her dementia hasn't progressed far enough, which is funny because right now you never know what's going to come out of her mouth.  She told the caregiver from Kindred that she had suffered a cardiac arrest, and then added "believe me, it was very painful," and that it happened sometime after her Senior Living Facility moved her to the country for a week so they could repaint her apartment.  And the border along the ceiling?  "Isn't that beautiful?  I picked that out."  And none of it happened.  We had hoped that being on hospice would eliminate some of her frequent ambulance rides to the hospital, but it looks like that's not going to happen.
Could someone please tell me why some people show up at the gym with big gym bags which they cart around with them?  Lockers are provided, so why would you want to haul around a bag?  What is so important that you need to take it with you out onto the floor.  It's almost as weird as those people who do a set, and then take a sip of water.   They do another set and then... take a sip of water.  If they were sweating profusely I'd say "hey, buddy, you might want to take a sip of water," but their not.  There, that's 2 things I don't understand about people who go to the gym.
So, there's a big eclipse coming on Monday and I'm off work.

I'm in the .08 magnitude area, which means it's going to get dark, but not too dark.  I understand that sometime afterwards the Planet Nibiru is going to collide with Earth.  Let me tell you, I've got my Nikon ready for that event.  Here's an artist's rendition, just in case you miss it.

Nifty, huh?

Thursday, August 17, 2017

Trump can't even make Mr. Congeniality

Well, today is Thursday... that means I have to go back to work tomorrow.  And my schedule is shit... I know because I looked at it this AM.  I work for 3 days, have off for 2, and then work for 8 days straight.  The week following I have split days off (I hate that) and I'm scheduled to go to a Supervisor meeting (which I hate even more).
During my 10 days off I got a lot accomplished, not as much as I wanted to get done, but still a good bit.  One of the things I had done was to get myself legitimately weighed and measured (I'm talking height here), and legitimately speaking, I'm 5' 8.5" which stunned me.  I used to be almost 5' 11".  Now I know you shrink with age but I'm not that old.  And then I started thinking about my back issues, how 2 of my lumbar discs are gone, bones fused, and a 3rd is nearly gone... and the same thing is happening in my neck, and discs are about 1/4 inch thick so... there you have it, or at least about an inch and a half of it.  This means my weight needs to come down a bit since I was calculating it to 5' 11".  Shit.
And I don't find it surprising that 40% of Americans now think the Idiot Jerk in the White House should be impeached.  Of course, only 7% of Republicans feel this way, but then they've always been obtuse when it comes to politics.  And one super hilarious statistic is that the World trusts Putin more than it does Trump.  That's not saying much for the Idiot Jerk in the White House; the fool is getting smacked back from every direction.  One of thing that is almost spectacularly funny is going to Social Media and seeing all of these crazy, conservative Republicans squealing "we're not racist, we're not racist..." They make me laugh because of course they are, I mean that became obvious with their attacks on Obama.  Fools!
Agents Of Mayhem was released yesterday and I'll probably download it later this morning.  It's from the same studio that put out Saints Row IV, which I thought was great - sick, twisted, and a lot of fun.  Saints Row IV was banned in Australia - maybe because one of your weapons was a club that looked an awful lot like a giant dildo.  Agents lets you play as one of 12 different characters, I'll probably choose Hollywood.

Hollywood is in the Center
That way I can dress him up... or down, as much as I want.

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Here comes the Karma

For those of you living in a cave deep, deep underground, the Idiot Jerk in the White House turned his ass towards reporters yesterday and farted out great chunks of fecal matter (that's my way of saying that the shit has started to hit the fan).  And did you hear the wail of Republican politicians as they saw their political futures flash in front of their eyes?  Or was it drowned out by the scrambling of their shitty, little feet as they ran to the nearest camera to denounce the Idiot Jerk?  I've been telling people for a long time now that this moron's Karma is so bad, it's going to sweep over him and all those who supported him washing them all back into the sewer.
He's an old, white guy who sincerely believes that white people are superior.  There is no way in hell he will ever understand anything even remotely close to reality, that we are all one species, that we are human and that we are all equal.  These racist views of his will effect everything he attempts to do; Asians, Latinos, Africans, Australians, Germans, Italians... all will be treated as inferiors.  I mean, would expect anything else from an asshole?

And remember 3 weeks ago when those Crazy Christians gathered in the Oval Office to lay their hands on him?  What does this say about them?  Not much?  Well, it does say that they will spread their legs for anybody who promises to give them what they want.
And what about Luther Strange, that white racist from Alabama?  He says the Idiot Jerk is a miracle from God...  This guy was evidently born stupid.  He deserves to be swept away by Karma.
And they are all tainted flesh, you know, every single Repugnant Republican who voted for him, racist to the core of the party.  They deserve everything that's coming their way.

Tuesday, August 15, 2017


Yes.. terday was interesting.
I'd bought a Luminox watch through Amazon.  The watch I received looked like the one I'd ordered... for the most part, but not quite, so I went on line and checked.  The watch bands were different.  I sent an email to Flying Fashion, the retailer, thinking they would send me a new band.  Their response was to blame Amazon Fulfillment for sending me the wrong watch and tell me to send back the watch, no offer to replace the watch with the correct one, just return it.  Being in retail, I find that reaction suspicious - no one likes to take a hit in revenue.  Surprisingly, I've already received an email from Amazon crediting my account.
And the Idiot Jerk in the White House gave some sort of statement yesterday condemning hate groups... too, too late.  My money says he can't even wipe his ass clean which is why he has this lingering stink of shit around him.  Maybe you ought to reach for your gas mask now since it's only going to get worse.
And last night the "Yestival" was in Hershey.

Carl Palmer opened the show... and he was tremendous.  He got a standing ovation when he launched into the ELP version of Fanfare for the Common Man!

The great Carl Palmer
Todd Rundgren was next on the bill... what can I say?  He had a good light show?  Yeah, he had a good light show... but I kept reminding myself that if he hadn't been on stage so long Yes could have played a longer set.

Good light show but empty of music
And then Yes took the stage.  Steve Howe and Alan White, two of the original root members, Geoff Daniels on keyboards (he's been playing with the band on and off for years), Jon Davison on vocals, and Billy Sherwood on bass.  They had a 2nd drummer last night so I guess White must be looking at retirement.


Yours in No Disgrace

I was very pleased!  This was probably the last time I will see one of my favorite groups and I'm glad it was a damn, a really damn good show!

Sunday, August 13, 2017

The Cretin Trump effect.

So, I've been enjoying my time off, my vacation away from my job.  Today, however, seems to be the first day that I've planned to do any of the chores I'd meant to start last week which is fine.  There is a price to pay, however.  This AM I jumped on the scales (that right, I have 2) to check out the damage... if you heard anything around 0517 it was me smashing atoms!  I expected the poundage increase.  I mean, what's a vacation if you don't gain a couple of pounds?  Going to the gym and cardio will be the price I have to pay... and I've already started.
Yesterday I visited my friend Betsy, down in York, and we did what she likes to do - go to the mall.   The Galleria Mall, to be precise.  I hate malls.  You're forced to walk past store after store after store, now of which have any interest to you to your 1 or 2 destination points.  The Galleria has a Boscov's, which used to be really big in Central PA.  It has mirrors on the ceilings.  That's right, mirrors.  Now, how many ways can you spell tacky?

And, of course, yesterday was that shit storm called Charlottesville, but then we all knew there was going to be  shit storm.  The White Supremacists are empowered by the Idiot Jerk in the White House who did what any one person with half a brain expected him to do, protect his fellow racists by blaming many sides, many faces.  And David Duke former grand dick of the KKK called him on it!  "It was our votes that got you elected!" he Tweeted, or something to that effect.  Duke is pissed because he was expecting support from his fellow racist and all he got was some banal statement about hatred.  The statement which intended to spread the blame to those who were injured, who were using non-violence, totally failed to appease.  His base is furious because he failed to support racism, and hatred, and bigotry.  For everybody else, every second of every passing day, it becomes more and more obvious that calling him an Idiot Jerk is much too nice.  Cretin is much better.  In fact, the moment when he revealed his Cretinism is going to have a profound effect on his approval ratings.  You know where they're going to go?  Down even farther.  And now those Supremacists who thought he was king are going to take a big step back, for them he has joined the ranks of the gutless.

Friday, August 11, 2017

Machine me

So, I ordered a refill for my Naproxen prescription at CVS - with my insurance, it normally costs .26 cents... and I was wondering, now that they've been accused of over charging on prescriptions if that cost will drop... probably not.
I had my eyes checked yesterday - usually I go to Pearle since the exam is free, however they are not doing exams at my local store and the closest was across the river, in Harrisburg, so I went to Lenscrafters instead.  The exam is still free.  My prescription changed, my left eye is a little worse, but the pressure in both of my eyes is down.  They ordered new lenses for my D & G frames... that's right, designer frames.  Anyway, while they were refitting my frames I got sucked into their computer for a little bit, so quickly I snapped a self portrait of a machine me.

You can call me Tronny
Oh, and I see the Idiot Jerk in the White House is now saying that the United States is "locked and loaded" in regards to NK.  He evidently hasn't been paying attention to Defense Secretary Mattis has stated that war would be catastrophic - and the statement he's making is about war on the Korean peninsula in general, not nuclear specific.  Of course, all of this "super power" talk is giving the Idiot Jerk a stiffy, proud of his little soldier he is because his little hands make it seem so big.  Of course, he will never understand that size and power are all relative.
And how about the feud between the Idiot Jerk and McTurtle?  Keep that baby on your dance card because the next thing you know, those two old farts will be trying to do The Hustle.

Thursday, August 10, 2017

Chart this

I see I forgot to title yesterday's entry... shit.  Oh, well, what can I say, I'm on vacation.  Today is my 2nd legal day off from work and I'm loving it.  Took the dogs for another walk at Adams Ricci Park.  They loved it!  Made an eye appointment for this afternoon for an exam - the Optometrist I go to is covered by my Major Medical but my regular eye insurance doesn't cover him for exams so this afternoon I'll be visiting Lenscrafters.
Bought myself a muscle chart so I can learn the names of all of the muscles that I don't know.  It's pretty nifty.  I hung on the wall in the weight / computer / PC game room.

So... it looks like my brother and his wife are buying a farm.....  She's a hoarder in training so this is going to give her a very large barn to fill up with shit.
And I see everybody is still talking about North Korea and the Idiot Jerk in the White House.   Doesn't anybody realize this is exactly where he wants to be, in the spotlight.  He doesn't really care what turds he spits out of his mouth, as long as people talk about him... well, he thinks that just ducky dandy.  His problem is that he doesn't understand that he's moving in the wrong direction if ever wants to get his Sally Field moment.  In fact, I don't a moment like this was ever in the cards for the Idiot Jerk in the White House:

Vietnam was bad for the Republicans.  Iraq was even worse.  If something goes wrong in North Korea... well, as a political party, their goose will be cooked.

Wednesday, August 9, 2017

I am, for the most part, a creature of habit; I set routines and I follow them.  I like my life to be regular and I like to regulate it.  I plan my life.  My fitness regime is 6 days a week, alternating cardio and strength training.  However, going to the gym it's fairly obvious that I am in a minority group, that many of those that go there. work out for a couple of weeks (if that) and then skip a couple of weeks, or even stop going, which is one of the things I truly fail to comprehend, how you can live a life without organization.
Anyway, today is my first official day of vacation (and I got up at 0500 so I could go to the gym).  After I finish writing this, I'm going to take the dogs up to the park, something they love and which we haven't done in a while.  Fun stuff, eh?
And what about the "fury and the fire" the Idiot Jerk was talking about yesterday?  What an asshole.  Of course the world's stock markets reacted exactly as you'd think they'd react - they started dropping.  And, of course, Rex Tillerson, a billionaire who is in way over his head, finds he has to calm jumpy nerves.  He should have been expecting this, and yet I'd bet money that the Idiot Jerk caught him totally off guard.  What yesterday's comments really did do was put the entire world's attention on the Idiot Jerk, some thing, I do not doubt, that gives him endless pleasure.  Can't you just picture him gleefully jumping up and down, shouting "they're talking about me!  they're talking about me!"  Idiot Jerk.  He doesn't seem to understand that he's already got a lock on "the worst president in American History," so I guess he's aiming for "the worst president in the world."  I really do feel sorry for those people in Asia because he's using their lives in his boast.
Well, it's time to go to the park.

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

Welcome to polling hell

Well... I decided to take a personal day today rather than go into work, which gives me 10 days in a row off - in 4 weeks my tenure will pop another 3 weeks vacation into my box.  If I stay full time for another 6 years I'll get 4 weeks of vacation...  I don't think that's going to happen, the full time bit, you know?  Part-time?  Sure.  Of course, I did get a cool reception when I called in but... well I have time on the books because I don't take personal days that often.
Anyway, as most of you probably saw, the Idiot Jerk in the White House let loose with a Twitter tirade yesterday, his 200th day in the Oval Office, mostly because his base is beginning to crumble.  Ain't this fun!  Brookings has a nice bit about it and includes a link to the Quinnipiac Poll.  Here are some more really, really bad numbers for our non-president.  Let's be honest here, many of us are beginning to enjoy rubbing his nose in his own shit.  There's even a rosy little bit on how 52% of Americans would now prefer to have a Democratically controlled House.  The Crazy Right cannot hold their position, they are beginning to fall apart.  This is what happens when a minority hate group manages to get themselves into a position of power.  Understanding the majority, being able to include the majority, reconciling themselves to the fact that they need to compromise and deal with the majority?  These have long been problems with the Republican Party.   They are not the voice of authority for the majority, and so they fail.
And all of those Tweets yesterday AM?   They show that the new Chief of Staff, John Kelly, is unable to control the Idiot Jerk in the White House.
Since today is now going to be the first day of my vacation, rather than tomorrow, I've already started rearranging my schedule.  Leisure time is important, but there are still things that need to be done.  Hey, and you never know, I might be able to find 7 naked men and all of us could form a pyramid.

Monday, August 7, 2017


So, here it is Monday, the start of the work week... but not for me.  This is day number 5.  Tomorrow will be day number 6.  Of course, I have off for 9 days after tomorrow and to be perfectly honest, the idea has occurred that perhaps my back might be in a weakened state tomorrow morning and I might have to make it 10 days off... in a row.  I do get these notions from time to time but rarely follow through... mostly because I hate using my personal time.  This is not the case for other people.  Yesterday, for example 2 of my fellow associates called off leaving me by myself in a department that's supposed to be double staffed.   There was much fun and hilarity... well, not exactly, but I did survive.
Politically speaking, yesterday seemed to be pretty quiet - the Idiot Jerk is on vacation but we know that's horseshit.  He's going to be doing what he always does, sit on his dais waiting for his supporters to kiss his ring... oh, and watching Fox News, the only major media outlet to kiss his ass.  In fact I do believe they're all on vacation, all of those GOP sycophants gone home to their hate hovels to brood about September when more shit is going to hit the fan.  Sure, they say they're going to come back and work on Tax Reform (that's what they call tax cuts for the 1%), but that will never happen.   What they're really going to be doing is working on funding the government because it's "running out of money."  Catchy phrase, isn't that?  "Running out of money."  Almost musical.  "Running out of money."  A taunt, almost toward the party that fails to govern.
Oh, and I see Chris and Anna are splitting up.  Supposedly social media is going crazy...  prioritizing the breakup of a celebrity marriage over every thing else that's going on in the world.  Now, I'll be the first to admit that since Chris has lost weight and starting hitting the gym he's transformed himself in a ginger extraordinary...  but his getting a divorce just turns he and his wife into ordinary people... unless there's dirt... and then they're just ordinary people with dirt.

Ah well, time to head off to the store.

Sunday, August 6, 2017

Wattle I Do With This

Sometime between the ages of 50 and 55 human skin begins to lose it's resiliency (it loses its stretchiness) which means if you start toning, or losing weight, it doesn't necessarily snap back to the way it looked when you were... oh, say 19.  Yesterday, while I was shaving, I notice a little fold of skin about an inch below my Adam's Apple.  I froze, staring at it, realizing I was looking at a prepubescent wattle - that's right, it's just starting... spread.  Shit.  They're prevalent on my father's side of the family.  My Grandmother had a whopper.  Not wanting that, I will most likely have it removed since I don't want to look like a chicken.
Anyway, as I was thinking about writing this, I thought I'd grab a pic or two of chicken wattles to show what I was talking about and got smacked right in the my forehead with reality.  This is what I'm talking about.

Chickens are the descendants of dinosaurs!  If this is what happened to Raptors, what will happen to us, to our own species?  Currently geneticists are saying our skin will be darker and our cheekbones will be higher which is really, really bad news for Social Conservatives, especially White Evangelicals who refuse to believe in evolution because it makes them wrong.  Still, it's happening.  And there is no way to stop it.  In America alone the population is much browner than it was 25 years ago.  Dominant genes, you know?  And sure, Conservatives can try and surgically remove the color ratio, but they will fail.  There is no stopping that omnipotent power called the Universe.
So, 7 or 8 years from now, when my wattle is much more pronounced, will I have it removed?  Probably. but then I understand that's only a superficial change and nothing more because I know that damn thing will grow back, it is part of what makes me who I am whether I like it or not.

Saturday, August 5, 2017

Mind Pollution

So, it's Saturday, my 3rd day at work and, after today, I will have only 3 more days until I start my vacation.  Not going anywhere, doing things around the house... a lot of things.  Painting, lawn work, all sorts of good stuff.  I've a lot of old, old stereo equipment, including some massive Kenwood speakers, up in the attic.  That stuff is going to be brought down and hauled over to Community Aid.  About 10 years ago, when I started getting rid of stuff my Mom had shaken her 70 something head, saying "why would you give it away when you can make money on it?"  With her, as with many, many, many other people money has always been a priority.  Gimme a break.  Financially I'm fine so the couple of bucks I make selling this stuff is relatively unimportant.  Still, this does seem to be the Mission Statement for so many:  "Make money, you can never have enough, so every chance you get, make more."  In fact for some money has become so important they've put the well-being of humanity on the back burner, and others have taken that well being off the stove completely.  For these people only two mantras will do:  "my money," or "my taxes," they like to say they give to the charities of their choice, with themselves being their favorite charity.
Anyway, the Idiot Jerk is on vacation... right, just like he's been for almost every weekend since he was sworn into office.  Oddly enough, his pal Vlad also seems to be on vacation... taking a mini-break to pose for some photo-ops.  That's right, photo-ops because I don't think Vlad takes vacations because he's a dictator.  That's right, this was work for Vlad.  There are a lot of pictures of him "not working," some of them showing him shirtless, oozing his masculinity.  And the Russian people nod and say, "now that is a picture of a real man."

Am I the only one wondering if that fish is real?  And aren't you glad I didn't post the pic of him sunbathing?  Holy Shit!  What if the Idiot Jerk tries to emulate him?  Horror of horrors!  What if we get pictures of the Idiot Jerks standing shirtless in the surf at the Jersey shore!!  Could we even survive an almost lethal does of mind pollution?  Cover your eyes!!!
Holy Shit!!! I just realized that Vlad, the Idiot Jerk, and I will all be on vacation at the same Time!!!

Friday, August 4, 2017

Channeling Ethel

For a minute yesterday afternoon I thought I was channeling Ethel Merman because I had this overwhelming desire to start singing "everything's coming up roses! (a Grand Jury has been convened) and daffodils! (phone call transcripts published) Everything's coming up roses for you (and the Idiot Jerk looked like an Idiot Jerk) and for me!"  Of course I didn't because customers in the flooring department would have thought my senses had taken flight.  Still...  And from what I've heard the Idiot Jerk is seething with rage because... he's an Idiot Jerk.
About those transcripts, some people are saying they went a bit too far... sorry, everybody knows, or at least should know, that had the Idiot Jerk been holding phone call transcripts he'd have read cherry picked morsels at his rally's, and his supporters would have raised the roof!  He's desperately trying to pivot his supporter's attention back to the Clinton emails, a dead horse if ever there was one, without understanding that everyone with half a brain knows it's a dead horse.
"Let me, entertain you.. " sorry, Ethel keeps creeping into my consciousness and I don't want to break into song because I don't nearly have the range she had.  And then there's is that Grand Jury "and sunshine and Santa Claus," ... holy crap!  She's taking over me.  I can't hold her back.  Ladies and Gentleman!  here's Ethel!

Thursday, August 3, 2017

Dinner vs War

I highly recommend that if do an ab workout after you get back from the gym, and you use a purple yoga mat, keep your shirt on, usually I do, today I didn't and... well, it stuck to my back, sweaty suction, you know?  Lesson learned:  keep the sweaty shirt on until you're totally finished.
Oh, and now we know that the Idiot Jerk in the White House is truly clueless when it comes to comparisons and analogies.  Case in point:  the war in Afghanistan and the opening of 21 (one of his favorite restaurants).  That's right, he compared a war to the opening of a restaurant club.  Evidently he believes that the owners delayed the opening too long and, as a result, lost money.  That's right, he's comparing our troops dealing with a hostile environment, with an enemy that wants to shoot them, blow them up, and kill them with the opening of an eatery, a club, a place you go for a cocktail, where the only thing which might be injured is your bank account.  That's right, the Idiot Jerk in the White House is comparing this:

to this:

And because the General in charge over there hasn't wrapped things up yet, the Idiot wants him fired.  Personally, I think we ought to suit of the Idiot's kids and send them over for a stint.  Can't you picture Ivanka in designer camo, with shoes by Jimmy Choo only because Gucci doesn't make boots.
Of course, that will never happen.  She might break a nail.
Anyway, I guess the Joint Chiefs of Staff looked at him as though he were nuts... this absurdest rendition of bad judgment, and ignored him.  Of course they did talk about it.  And you know, as they were walking out of that room they were saying things like "wow, this guy's as dumb as a fucking brick."

Wednesday, August 2, 2017

Atomic Blonde and GOP denial

So, I went to see "Atomic Blonde" last night.  It was entertaining, violent, and good for the most part - the only issue I had was that as soon as the bit about the 'double agent' came up... well, I knew pretty much how it was going to end.  This means that if you're one of those people who is good at stacking blocks together to form a bridge to the truth... well, you may also know how things are going to end.  Of course, there can be a lot of fun in watching how those blocks get stacked.  I enjoyed being about to pick out what was a clue and what wasn't, the old 'red herring' as they used to say.
Can you believe we've gone... is it a day without a Tweet from the Idiot Jerk in the White House?  Don't worry, those old, decrepit fingers of his are ready and waiting for the first thing that's pisses him off.
I saw where the Republican chairman of the Judiciary committee is trying to prioritize the Clinton emails so long after the election.  It's all about beating a dead horse, you know?  Like Benghazi.  Sadly, this is the only way they can keep their base involved as the Idiot Jerk's administration continues to devolve.  For the majority, however, the truth is that the Idiot Jerk has an approval rating of about 39% (if you score it on a curve) and when the minority bring up dead, smelly horses in order to rally their base the national response is to shout either "go away" or "shut up!"  Their tunnel vision is so narrow they totally fail to perceive that they have no traction, their tires are spinning relentlessly.  In fact, I find it positively hilarious that Jeff Flake, a Republican from Arizona, has been rather forthright in stating that his party is in total denial about the Idiot Jerk.  Oh, and the bit about "spasms of dying" adds a nice touch.
James McAvoy costars in "Atomic Blonde," and is somewhat cute with scruff.  Most of his scenes with Charlize Theron are cut with close-ups, however when their share the camera it is fairly obvious that he's a bit on the petite side.

Now, I have nothing against someone being petite, in fact, sometimes that can be quite advantageous.  In movies, however, I do like the illusion that the Leading Man does have a bit of size, if you know what I mean.

Tuesday, August 1, 2017

Sweating out the Idiot Jerk

So, I guess social media went crazy yesterday when an Idiot spokesperson announced that the "mooch" was gone.  I'd seen the news while I was eating lunch.  What was really funny was that 15 minutes later I was selling a measure to a guy named Kona who pulled his phone from his pocket, looked at it, and announced to me that "the mooch is gone," he then proceeded to laugh, adding "we have the biggest jerk we could possible have in the White House."  Jerk is a good word, a nice noun that precisely describes the Idiot.  Maybe I should start calling him the Idiot Jerk.  Has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?
While I was at PF this AM, some middle-aged gent came in wearing sweat pants and a sweat shirt and proceeded to start strength training.  Now during the winter I wear a lot of sweat pants and shirts when I'm around the house.  If I wear them to the gym, they come off and get stowed in a locker.  I don't wear them to work out since they do make you sweat.  Sweating is good; I do a lot of it in my shorts and T's.  Some people like to sweat a lot and then weigh themselves.  That weight is almost as phony as the Idiot Jerk in the White House, but not quite.  That weight is the result of water loss, which you gain back the minute you start sipping down your trusty Gatorade.  So, I guess this is my workout tip for the day:  loose clothing, shorts and T's are great, sweats aren't.  And don't even get me started on yoga pants.
And I've started playing Tom Clancy's Ghost Recon - Wildlands, in which I get to hunt drug dealers in Bolivia, and, as usual, I made sure that I look like a stud.


Monday, July 31, 2017

The Wurst of it

Well, I wore the new Baleaf shorts this AM while I was doing my cardio.  I now know what wicking is - sweat moves from the inner liner to the outer shell where it evaporates rapidly - really quickly, so your shorts don't look like you've been doused with a bucket of water.  They do, as one reviewer stated emphatically, detail your masculinity.  If you're sporting a cocktail sausage?  Well, no problem, however if you happen to be the owner of a one of the larger wursts or wieners be prepared to brag.

The netting that wicks away the perspiration from your sweaty thighs creates a lifting motion as you jog or run, and that pushes things as far forward as they can go, so wearing these at the gym might make you the 'belle of the ball,' or... they could be your wurst nightmare.  If you just wear them for strength training?  Well, the front ended motion is still there, things are, however, a bit less pronounced but people will still be able to score you if they so choose.
There was some interesting news about the Idiot and his base this past weekend.  Evidently they're becoming disillusioned with his incompetence in all but 3 states.  Ohio, West Virginia and South Dakota are those 3, in every other state they are beginning to come to their senses.  Even Texas!   That's right!  Ain't that a stunner.  States that he squeaked by in?  PA and Michigan?  They're turning on him faster than a starving man can swallow a cocktail sausage.  And for the happy majority, the Idiot has not even begun to feel the wurst of it.

Sunday, July 30, 2017

All the good gingers

So, instead of doing cardio this AM, I went to Planet Fitness instead.  Rather than rely on the wrist HRM I wore my chest strap - much better readings, more accurate, meaning I'll be wearing it more often.  In case anybody is wondering, I do my Ab workout at home on a purple yoga mat.
My brother sent me a text yesterday asking me if I could get off work on 8/30, he had a favor to ask... Right.  What he wants me and my sister to do is take our Mom over to Pine Grove (she grew up there) for some sort of impromptu family gathering at a restaurant.  Sounds like the perfect Kodak moment, doesn't it?  Except she has dementia.  She knows she's forgetting things, faces, people, and she finds that depressing.  When I pointed out that there was a very good possibility she might start to cry he said "well you can take her home, then."  Wrong.  He said "this will probably be the last time she will get to go home," well, that should have happened a year ago, not in 4 weeks.  So, I put the kabash on it.  I told him that if these people really wanted to see her, they should plan on going to Graysonview.  She's comfortable there, in familiar surroundings.  They can have their Kodak moment there.  So, I don't think he's too happy with me.  This is life.
On the Idiot scene, I saw that Cokie Roberts said that with the departure of Priebus and et al, there are no longer an 'legitimate' representatives of the Republican party in the White House.  This is just what the Idiot wants.  Even though they are a scurvy bunch, the GOP totally failed to kiss his ass the way he was expecting.  Unfortunately for them, every one of his actions reflects upon them since they were the party backing him.  As I said earlier, prepare for the shit storm.
One last thing about PF - I would expect that their attendants at least look like they spend some time using the equipment.  This morning when I flashed my ID badge, there was a rolly poly ginger guy standing behind the desk.  When he loudly proclaimed that he only had 28 more minutes before he could leave and go to church... well, I didn't quite cringe, but I came close.  And while I was doing my squats I saw him walk out the door - all I could do was wonder "where have all the good gingers gone?"

Saturday, July 29, 2017

Bring on the Cone of Silence!

Okay, so Reince is out of there... so's Spicer, and some other RNC dude.  Looks like the Idiot is cleaning out the GOP - of course any one with half a brain expected that, but that's fine.  I read this funny article which described the White House as Chaos.  Of course, when I read 'chaos' I thought of Get Smart (an absurdist spy comedy from the 60's).  This is pretty much what we have in DC, isn't it?  I mean, can't you see the Idiot forcing everybody to use the Cone of Silence?  Let's face it, this might be the only way the Idiot can stop leaks.

But then, isn't he already living in some form of vacuum?
And then I saw this funny bit from Erick Erickson, evidently some conservative talking head:

"The president told everyone that only he could do the job and he would drain the swamp,” wrote Erick Erickson, an influential conservative radio host and blogger. “Instead, he’s dammed up the swamp, put a party boat on it, and has turned his attention to Twitter."

That made me laugh, too, and you can be that boat has lots of grab-able pussy on board, not one whom has the last name Mulkowski (I don't think he and his administration like female Republican Senators).  
Anyway, as we all knew a long, long time ago, the shit storm with which he surrounds himself is expanding.  Soon we shall be seeing gale force winds of destruction as he continues to eliminate Conservative Republicans in order to replace them with Trump Populists, a political movement that was, for all intents and purposes, stillborn.

Friday, July 28, 2017

Little Tony has a dirty mouth

So, when I started seeing bits and pieces of Little Tony Scarmucci's conversation with the New Yorker yesterday, I had to sit myself down and have a good laugh.  Mastercard used to run commercials on TV in which someone either had a dream fulfilled or a gift beyond belief and they always defined the moment as "Priceless."  Reading how Steve Bannon was more interested in "sucking his own cock?"  That was a Mastercard moment!  Priceless!  And, of course, now we know Little Tony has a dirty mouth.  He's PMT (Potty mouth Tony).  You can bet your bottom dollar that everybody in the Idiot's administration talks like Little Tony when they're in private.  Not that other Presidents and those in their administrations didn't swear, and curse, and demean with vulgarities.  Little Tony, however, has publicly taken it to a higher level, and I have a sneaking suspicion he has not stopped his upward trend...actually, I guess I mean downward spiral.  He has not reached some high and mighty plateau as much as he fallen into a deep, deep hole in the ground.
And, of course, the GOP healthcare nightmare got flushed.... again.  Thank you John McCain.  I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't vote for the discussion just to stick his middle finger in the Idiot's face.  I'm sure he knows what kind of evil is retching around in the oval office.
Last evening I posted a comment about the Boy Scouts apologizing for the Idiot on Facebook and a Navy friend of mine, one of the shrinking numbers of Idiot Supporters, noted that the kids were having fun.  And I replied, "of course they looked like they were having fun, there was a clown on the stage."  I then went on to remind him that not all clowns are nice and that some clowns are downright evil.

I don't think he'll understand.  In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if he, himself, doesn't like to eat little children.  I'm sure Little Tony does, in between vulgarities.

Thursday, July 27, 2017

Everything shall be revealed

So, I bought myself some Baleaf running / jogging / workout shorts - green, one of my favorite colors.  They are supposed to "wick" away your sweat in a superior fashion.  Wick seems to be the word of the day when it comes to exercise clothing meaning it soaks up your sweat really fast... right.  The truth is everything I wear when doing cardio or going to PF soaks up my sweat fast, in fact, many's the time that I end up drenched.  Anyway, they fit well, the fabric is soft, not mesh, I don't like mesh, in fact there is only one issue, when I sweat, when these shorts are wicking away my sweat, everything is revealed.  Very minute details show up and are staged for the world to see.  These are not shorts for the shy and meek of heart.  These are shorts for those who like to stand tall and proud and wave and say "hi there, look at me."
This guy is either tucked or tiny
And yesterday the Idiot in the White House declared that there was no place for transgendered people in the military and people were stunned.  Well, maybe not the Crazy Christians, their hate against everything they disapprove of has been simmering over for years.  This is just one more example of his trying to turn the United States into Little Russia.  If you haven't realized it yet, every time he does this he's spent at least... oh, 5 or 6 minutes asking himself if this is what his friend Putin would do.  He's a two-bit dictator wannabe who would scrap our Constitution in a heartbeat if he could.  This is the reason for all of his Executive Orders.  And while he hasn't started saying, "if you're not for us than your against us," yet, you can be it's coming.  Fortunately for us, he has no clue that he's speaking to a minority crowd or that the curtain is slowly being pulled back and that everyday more and more true Americans are getting a glimpse of the ugly face of the man who has shroud himself with lies for most of his life.
On a side note, I saw that Twitter shares are dropping because they're not attracting more people...  it would surprise me if the Idiot was having a bad effect on that company.  We'll find out, won't we, as everything will be revealed... aren't you glad I don't take selfies at the gym?

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

What I want for my birthday

So, here it is Wednesday and I get to go back to work after 4 days off.  I get to work 6 days, have 2 days off and then work 6 more days before I begin my 9 day vacation.  I'm not going anywhere - I have plenty to do around the house - summer chores I never got to do, as usual.   But, it is 9 days off, in a row.
I saw that the Clueless Conservatives voted to discuss some sort of health care bill yesterday.  Now, keep in mind this was only a vote on whether to have a discussion, a debate, and Tom Pence needed to put in the tie-breaking vote.  This was about if they should even have a discussion, not over legislation, and he still needed to cast his vote.  Someone needs to read these people the definition of failure... I mean really, he needed to vote just to get a majority, just to get people to talk about the GOP kill switch on the ACA.
Oh, and I also read where some of the remoras sucking on to the Idiot's ass, like Corey Lewandowski, are saying he can do what ever he likes in regards to Sessions, and Mueller... and, he can, and in a way I think he should since it would severely cut back his future days sitting in the Oval Office... drastically.  And if Rex Tillerson resigns?  Oh, baby!  And gets subpoenaed to testify about that 2 and half hour meeting the Idiot had with Putin...  well, that will never happen.  I suspect that if Tillerson does resign he will probably go into hiding somewhere in Patagonia until the Idiot is finally removed.
Finally, I saw the trailer for "Thor - Ragnorak" and have decided that by the time the movie comes out on 11 /3 I want a body like Chris Hemsworth's.  True, I am shorter and a bit more hairy (except for that spot on the top of my head), but those are only minor details.

You know?  Now, wouldn't that be nice birthday present to myself?

Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Republican Kobayashi Maru

Okay, so I was at the Optometrist this AM - and I had my eyes dilated so right now everything is very, very bright.  As the assistant administered the drops, she said, "oh, you have blue eyes, which means the dilation might last longer."  Yippee.
And what about that Republican Cluster Fuck going on down in DC?  The Idiot in the White House wants a vote on Health Care!  He wants the ACA gone.  He wants Sessions out!  Tillerson wants to resign! (He was there during the Idiot's 2 + hour meeting with Putin and now realizes that the Idiot is Evil Incarnate)!  And if the vote today fails Price is FIRED!  Now I know I didn't get it all, but I think those are some of the juicier bits.  At this point, all those crazy Conservatives who have spewed nothing but hatred towards the Democratic Party and the ACA for year are in a "no win situation."  This is their Kobayashi Maru.  If they give the Idiot what he wants, their political careers, for all intents and purposes, are over, at least for a majority.  If they deny his demand the shit storm that will follow will end their political careers forever, and again at least for the vast majority.  They put themselves in this position, and they will all pay the price.  They have doomed the Republican Party - but that's fine.  Just watch out for flying body parts!
While Big Seig was running around in the yard yesterday and bug of unknown origin stung him over his left eye.  There was a bit of swelling until he scratched it open, giving himself an eye booboo.  It's has pretty much healed over today, but last night?  I was thinking that I'm probably going to have to take him to the Vets today.

Monday, July 24, 2017

Valerian Succeeds

Well, here it is: Monday, my 3rd day off in a row.  My legs are a bit wobbly going down the stairs, not because of the arthritis in my back, rather it was the added leg workout this AM and PF.  Years ago a friend named Sean would intone time and again that "your legs are the engines of the your body."  Of course he also said that the only way to tell if you'd had a good leg workout was if you puked afterwards - I've never done that, but right now going down stairs is a bit wobbly.
I went to see "Valerian and the City of the Thousand Planets" last evening... and it was very, very good.  I expected it to be.  Rotten Tomatoes is giving a low score, but then I don't really pay attention to Rotten Tomatoes since over the past couple of years the website seems to have become more jaded and pretentious.  Interestingly enough, the LA Times did an article yesterday on Rotten Tomatoes.  "Valerian" comes in just a few points below what is considered fresh.  The fact that there are a number of people out there who will let Rotten Tomatoes dictate their viewing schedule is... well, sad.  It reminds me of those days when Louella Parsons or Hedda Hopper could make or break a film simply because they could, without any relevance to the quality of the film.  Go see a movie because you want to, not because everybody else is going to see it.  Be your own individual.  Conformity is a sad state of denial.
Anyway, I liked "Valerian" a lot, both the character and the movie.  Dane DeHaan is cute.

So is Cara Delevingne, the blonde girl who co-stars, if your taste runs in that direction.  There is no evil empire, but there are Trans-Dimensional worlds (that's right, they're in a different dimension), which some might find confusing since it's a non-linear concept.  And a dying Pearl can send out her Life Force (soul) to find a perfect host...  This is a non-standard, non-traditional science fiction fantasy that is beautiful to look at.  I went with my friend Patty, and as we were walking out of the theater she said, "you know, from what I'd heard I was expecting it to be a hot mess, but that was really, really good."  And it is.  But there are going to be those who simply throw their hands up in the air exclaiming "well, there you have it, there's just too many notes."

Sunday, July 23, 2017

Dog Tired

Even though they were predicting storms to smash through the area yesterday, we had... about 20 minutes of rain.  Looking on the map, the big storm that came through the Pittsburgh area split into two parts, one skirted us to the north, the other was much farther to the south.  This is how it goes.
Me?  I did some painting.  Baked another loaf of bread also, with a new recipe which is much better than the one I'd been using... using olive oil.  Tasty!  And since the weather was mostly just over cast and humid, and because I was home, the dogs could go in and out as often as they liked.  They played inside.  They played outside.  We played fetch (Lily likes to play fetch much more than Seig).  I pulled a couple of squeaky balls out from under the dresser where they'd gone to hide so the dogs could squeak and chase each other around the house.  Later, when my friend Betsy called, they were... dog tired.

And I saw this morning that the Idiot in the White House had some sort of Twitter breakdown yesterday...  doesn't this seem like it happens at least once a week.  I suspect this is because for most of his life every time someone criticized him his standard response was "sue their ass off and shut them up," except he can't do that now.  In fact, as I said to Betsy last night, "it wouldn't surprise me if every other word out of his mouth was 'fuck,'" in private, of course.  And the bit about the pardons?  Sorry, but if you pardon someone isn't that tantamount to admitting guilt?  And isn't it also sending the message that "you can do what ever you want," but only to certain people, the 1%, the wealthy?  The Idiot in the White House is a walking, talking, and Tweeting catastrophic event for the GOP and everybody who rooted for him and who voted for him.  The NRA?  Basically, they backed an individual who's turning into a traitor to the Constitution.  Just wait until he starts worrying about all of the 'armed and dangerous bad people out there.'  And the Social Conservatives?  Ooops, pardon me, but your hate is showing rather blatantly.
Anyway, this is my 2nd day off and I'm thinking of going to get my haircut.  Tough life, eh?

Saturday, July 22, 2017

I see a little silhouette of a dog

Okay, so the Idiot in the White House has a new communications director (notice the lower case?) and Sean quit...  Oh me, oh my oh... and he's a little guy (with a Napoleonic Complex no doubt!).  I was reading some of his comments regarding his new position and was stunned to see that he had actually "I love the President."  According to the Washington Post, he also said that he loved Sean Spicer.  Sorry, but that's a little too much phony information.  Scaramucci is a tiny billionaire business man who loves himself.  The truth is that the Idiot in the White House wanted a billionaire attack dog... and this is what he got.

This doesn't mean that Little Tony isn't going to snarl, and growl, and nip at the free press, which is one of the main reasons I suspect the Idiot chose him.  You see, Little Tony attacked CNN and 3 of their reporters quit because they didn't do the ground work on a story about him.  You can bet that's changed, and you can also bet it's not going to be "hands off Little Tony."  In fact there will most likely be more hands on Little Tony then there were Crazy Christian paws on the Idiot last week... or was it the week before.  He does do so many faux publicity stunts it's difficult to keep track of them all.
And I bailed on the White Water Rafting trip that is going to happen this afternoon.  Storms.  I asked my brother if he'd been watching Accuweather and his response was "I'd rather be in denial."  Well, I looked and they should be hitting the Pittsburgh region in about 3 hours... and we're not talking about a 15 - 20 minute storms here, nope, the torrential rains, and thunder, and lightening, and winds, are supposed to continue for hours... and hours.  So, I wouldn't be surprised if they get there and find out they've been cancelled.  I mean, who in their right mind would take people out on rafts, on a river, with lightening exploding across the region?  Of course my brother does have an excuse... he's a Republican.

Friday, July 21, 2017

From the sweat of my brow

This is the cap I wear when I do my cardio, supposedly to keep the sweat from running down my face and into my eyes, sometimes I think, however, it's to keep thoughts from exploding out of my brain and into the world.

Like pondering about Chester Bennington from Linkin' Park's suicide.  The idea of choosing nothing over something is totally incomprehensible to me.  And, of course, there was the usual talk on the Internet about his struggling with drugs and alcohol...  just like a millions of other people.  And then the bits came out about his having a terrible childhood, and his being molested by and older friend when he was a boy... that last one, that's the one which tweaked my irritation.  Not that it didn't happen, but that a man who made millions of dollars didn't seek treatment for his "psychological scarring."  That evidently didn't happen, he did tell people about it however, stating that the experience was so "traumatic" he often thought of suicide.  So, it's a good thing I had my cap on this morning because I'm sure there are a lot of people out there who would not like where my thoughts were taking me.
And then there were my thoughts about the Scumbag Idiot in the White House and his interview with the NYT.   Isn't interesting how he derides it constantly for being filled with fake news and uses it to spit out his venom?  Firing Mueller?   Shitting on Sessions?  Holy Crap!  I was ready to jump off the elliptical and grab my pompoms!  Kick line anybody?  Holy Shit, they might investigate his finances!   Nixon proclaimed "I am not a crook," however the Scumbag Idiot in the White House most certainly is and has always been one.  Every group that supported him, from the NRA to Family First, will suffer the consequences of his collapse, as will every middle aged white person who took their hatred of everything Democratic and Centrist into the ballot box that night in November.  His Karma is so terribly bad!  Everything around him will splinter and shatter.  This is how life happens.

Thursday, July 20, 2017

Heads Will Roll

So, this AM I was all set to order the Suunto Spartan when I decided to try and pair the Fenix one last time... and it paired.  I checked and Garmin updated their app, now all I have to do is see if this is a good fix, or one that is only temporary.
And on the funny irony side of things, last evening I left a comment on 'I should be Laughng' about the Idiot, and that we should be perhaps a little wary of his Idiocy and then this AM saw on Towleroad that Matt Drudge had Tweeted out something about the Idiot and his continually declining approval ratings, stating "Heads will Roll."  Of course they will, and each one that goes careening into the gutter will be another stake in the Idiot's dismal ratings.  You see, the Idiot's more than a bit confused.  You see in his illogical world, President is a synonym for Dictator; if you're a president you tell people what you want them to do and they do it... or else.  And he's even more pissed because the country isn't even letting him act like he's America's CEO.  Who's going to pay the price?  Everybody.  Sessions is on his shit list, so is Mueller,  and Rod Rosenstein  because "he's from Baltimore," not a lot of Republicans live in Baltimore.
The Idiot in the White House is a Scumbag, and has always been one.  He's a pathological liar.  His compassion for the American people might fill a teaspoon, if America is lucky.  The fact that 32 million people would be affected by a repeal of the ACA doesn't phase him the least.  In fact, the meatloaf he shared with Xi Jinping has more value to him than than the American people.  We are worth less than meatloaf.  He likes his chocolate cake, too, especially when it's been baked and served by legal aliens from Central America.
I truly believe that Matt Drudge, a gay conservative, is right, heads will roll, but that will only make the situation worse for the GOP.  And, in the end, the Idiot and his spawn will move the Moscow suburbs, where they belong.

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Suunto vs Garmin as Idiocy increases.

So, I called Suunto to find out if their is compatible with the Galaxy S8 - their response was "no problem," in fact, after doing a just a little research it seems that only Garmin is having problems with connectivity, and those companies that had issues have corrected them already.  hhhm, is did I make a mistake and buy an expensive bauble for my wrist?  I guess the more important question is will I make an investment in a Sport Watch which actually does what it says it does?  I went with the Fenix 3 HR because of years of good experience with Garmin, however prior to my last Forerunner, I'd owned a Suunto Volcano, which did everything it promised.  The apps used by the Fenix need to be purchased, those by the Spartan don't.  The Spartan is hand made in Finland and I liked pickled herring.  Garmin's are American owned but manufactured in... China.  I can afford switching to Suunto, I'm just not wild about the color blue.

Oh, and in case you're wondering, the Idiot in the White House says he's going to let the ACA implode, or explode, or what verb happens to be sitting on the tip of his tongue.  This is funny, because neither of those 2 things is happening.  And evidently he had a more private tête-à-tête with his Crush Boy Vlad.  Scrumptious, right?  And without a translator - must have been talking the language of love... oh, wait, Melanoma was with them, wasn't she?  And she speaks Slovakian or Russian, or... well, what ever.
What makes the past  couple of days even lovelier is that rather than blame the Idiot in the White House for the healthcare failure, Conservatives are blaming their Republican Senators.  Delicious, right?  Grab your bibs and napkins, we're all about to witness a GOP Piranha Feeding Frenzy!

"Yo, Mitch!  They're looking at you bud with chompers on the ready!"

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Answers for Anne Marie

So, the Three Caballaros were at PF again this AM... and the older gent actually notated something in his stenographer's pad... but only once after he did some bicep curls on a machine and I thought, "poor thing, he's not going to remember that."  Mr. Mustache was there too, though the handlebars were a bit droopy today.
And the GOP Healthcare is DEAD.  And the Idiot is blaming Democrats and a few Republicans... maybe someone should enlighten him because he evidently hasn't realized his part controls both the House and the Senate: they shouldn't need the Democrats, in fact they've been bragging about that fact for some time now, all the while accomplishing nothing.
And Anne Marie asked some questions yesterday, here are my responses.

1.  What deceased person would you like to meet and why?
Heath Ledger, and I'd like to ask him why he couldn't have been more careful.  His was the one celebrity death that broke my heart.

2.  Truth or Dare?
 Truth, always the truth.
3.  What is your creative talent?
Words, I love words.
4.  Clothing - necessary or useless?
That all depends upon whom I looking at... oh, you mean me... well, necessary, who needs growth hormones?
5.  What is the first name of your BFF?
That would be Betsy, and even though she's older than me, I'm her legal guardian since she had her stroke.
Weird/funny question - what is your fave tune that ALWAYS makes you smile?  
"So Long Dearie" from Funny Girl... "it's a little lumpy, but it rings!"

Finally, this morning while I was doing medicine ball crunches on my purple yoga mat Big Seig decided to give my face a bath and licked off my glasses, good thing I didn't have the contacts in, he'd have sucked them off my eyeballs.

Monday, July 17, 2017

Sweat Storm

So, here it is... Monday, not the first day of my work week since I started back yesterday.
My cardio this AM was anything but optimal...most likely due to a couple of things, the most important being that I chose music that didn't have the right beat.  Music is very important, for the first note of the first song is what sets the tone, and, unfortunately it was an old Fall Out Boy album that I tuned in and the first song eased into an oozing repetition, not what I needed.   Another thing was my phone - the S8 has a Health App that actually has an elliptical tracker, so this AM I chose to use it... bad choice, every 5 minutes this female elevator voice whispered my total time and calories burned into my ear.  Last time that App gets used.  Even still, I managed to get the ticker going fast enough to turn myself into a sweat storm.

Aftermath of sweat
And I'm also having a little war with Garmin right now.  Back in February I bought myself their Fenix 3 HR and all was right with the world, until I bought my S8.  Connectivity disappeared instantly which means all of the bells and whistles I paid for no longer work.  So I've been complaining.  Other sport watches have updated their software, Garmin still has yet to do so.  On last Friday's email they told me that it takes "extensive testing with a new phone" before they release an update, to which I listed some of their competitors who had already completed their testing and released an update.  
I saw that Ann Coulter had started some sort of Tweet War with Delta.  Ann Coulter... what can I say, every time I see her I think of Elton John's song "Dirty Little Girl."  
Oh, and the Idiot in the White House was golfing again this weekend, or maybe he was just at golf tournament.  Now, I've never been a golf enthusiast.  In fact, I've always thought of it as one of those pretentious sports because it's expensive, and because people who play it, like the Idiot, seem to think that they're special.  Let's be honest here.  How many of you watch the Golf Channel.  Yep, there is one.  And if you've ever watched a tournament you know the commentator always talks in a low, quiet voice since a normal voice might ruin the golfer's concentration.  Give me a break!


Sunday, July 16, 2017

Pier One / Big Seig

So, after the Viewing yesterday, I went home and changed into something more comfortable and ran a few errands.  One of those was going to Pier One to buy some candles. I buy most of my candles there since they're less expensive than Yankee Candle and have a decent variety, otherwise I avoid Pier One.  Pretentiousness, you know?  The last candles I bought (2 months ago) were called 'Linen' and I was told that scent was part of "our winter collection."  Yesterday a clerk was walking around with a customer in the candle section and I heard her say "this is Orange Whisper, and it's part of our Fall collection."  Give Me A Break!  I but candles because of color and scent, not because they're part of a seasonal collection of scents.  Yesterday I bought 2 red candles and a blue one because... I liked the color red and the color blue and they smelled good.

The Red Candles
I don't buy anything else at Pier One because, let's be honest here, most of the crap they sell looks like it was designed by a failed HGTV Home Decorator.  And most of it looks phony.  
After Pier One, I stopped by the Gay Giant in Camp Hill, because it was nearby.  It's called the Gay Giant because it's a straight shot across the Harvey Taylor Bridge from the gayborhoods of downtown Harrisburg.  Being the only supermarket within 3 miles, the clientele is, at times, very gay, very lesbian, and very... well everything.
And, of course, yesterday being a nice day, the back door was open quite a bit, which meant that the dogs were running in and out all day and having a blast.  Last evening I found Big Seig sleeping on the futon with his moose.

Ain't that the life?

Saturday, July 15, 2017

The Viewing

So, I took off work today because I'm going to a viewing.  My friend Patty's mom died and the viewing is today, she's been a friend for almost 9 years.  I'm not big on viewings - the dead never look real, always plastic, no matter how much makeup and how special the lighting.  I'm not having one.  It's in my will.  No viewing.  I'm going to be cremated and have my ashes shot out into space.  Well, not all of them, they only shoot out about 2 oz which means the rest of me will have to be mixed with the dog's ashes and scattered somewhere peaceful.
Speaking of the dogs, I went to my local Giant supermarket yesterday morning and when I got home one of them, (the only one big enough) had pulled to loaf of bread I'd baked off the counter.  All that was left were some crumbs scattered across the living room rug.  And I had to laugh because I know, all too well, that Seig is big enough to pull anything he wants from off the counter.  It was my foolishness for not putting it out of his reach.  Lilly's can do it too, but it's usually Big Seig's paws that do the dirty work.
Anyway, since I'm not working today, I'll probably come home and mow my lawn, all that rain has made the green stuff covering it grow.

Friday, July 14, 2017

Cardio Junkie / Bastille

So, I saw a headline about Beyonce posting a picture of herself and her kids and supposedly the Earth went wild... if that's the kind of thing that gives your life importance, I can only wonder if your life is truly that shallow.
I didn't mow the lawn yesterday because we were supposed to have thunderstorms... which we didn't have... which we actually got this morning while I was at PF - torrential rains, you know?  The Three Caballeros weren't there, which is par for the course.  They seem to belong to that group more interested in putting in an appearance than in developing and maintaining and in failing to understand that simply going to the gym does not improve the quality of your life.  Me?  Well, I wasn't gong to do any cardio yesterday, it was supposed to be my day off... and I ended up burning away 50 minutes on the elliptical - about 560 calories.  Increasing the ramp level increases your heart rate and as I raised it for the 4th time I wondered if I was turning in a Cardio Junkie.  Wouldn't that be a hoot, now?
And I did bake a loaf of bread.

Used a cast iron dutch oven.  It looks grand but tastes a bit bland, so I may have to look for a different recipe.
Also interesting to note:  Today is Bastille Day, a turning point in the French Revolution.  And the Idiot in the White House was invited to attend the festivities by President Macron.  I do not doubt that the relevancy of the moment will be lost on the Idiot, that he will even come close to understanding that during the French Revolution very, very many of the French 1% lost their heads.  He will totally fail to see any correlation between himself, his family, and his billionaire cabinet and the noblese of that time.  But then, what else would expect from the Idiot in the White House.

Thursday, July 13, 2017

Heaven on Earth

Don't ask me how Social Security works, I have absolutely no idea how they calculate things, however I do know that they very rarely make mistakes.  I say this because for the 2nd year in a row they've dropped a chunk of change into my checking account.  You see, I am retired even though I'm not old enough to retire.  Three years ago I noticed a weakness in my right leg which continued to worsen until I started falling down... a lot, like 6 times in one day.  Diagnosis?  Severe arthritis in my lower 5 vertebrae - no pain, just no strength.  Thinking I might end up being disabled for the rest of my life I retired.  They were going to perform laminectomies on those 5 vertebrae... until I started to walk again... on my own... without surgery.  I healed myself... at least that's what I think, rerouted the nerves and taught myself how to walk again.  I've been told I walk with a slight limp, and that I don't lift my feet as high as everybody else, but I'm doing up to 50 minutes or more of cardio every other day (except today which is a rest day).  Anyway, Social Security looks at my monthly wages and using their very obtuse calculations decides that I deserve a one time pay out, once a year.
On the Idiot scene, or at least in regard to haters given a position by the Idiot in the White House, there's the Jeff Sessions hate-athon he had with the Alliance Defending Freedom group recently.  Was anybody out there surprised he'd jolly up to such hatred?  I wasn't.  This guy is a part of that all white, Crazy Christian club that aims to have an all white, Crazy Christian America - if you're not one of them then you're against them.  You see, for them, that would be Heaven on Earth:  America the White and Crazy Christian.  And you had better believe that they are nuts!  Was it yesterday that a number of them gathered in the White House and laid their hands on the Idiot in prayer?  They have no idea he's a Christianist.  They believe he's going to help them legislate their hatred into reality, and he will do what they want because they praise him and douse him with accolades.  It's his ego, you see, every time they lay their hands on him, he believes he becomes even more supreme.  What did Forrest say?  "Stupid is as stupid does?"
Well, I'm going to run off and pay my taxes (not fun) and hit the supermarket.  I'm thinking I make bake bread this afternoon.  You know what they say, "it's all in the loaf."

They do say that don't they?  Or is that just Heaven on Earth?