The Horseshit Extravaganza

 Well, I begin a 5 day work week today and crap, wouldn't you know it, I forgot to set my alarm clock and slept in until 0600.

I baked a loaf of Italian bread yesterday and decided to mix in some olive oil.  Big mistake.  The bread tastes great, however the loaf turned out very moist and extremely crumbly with a fairly thick, crunchy crust.  It tastes great, but you can't slice it.  Chalk this up as a lesson learned.  I'm thinking I might mix it in with a beaten egg and some whole milk and then fry the mixture into some sort of French Toasty thingy.  I have maple syrup, which makes just about anything tasty.

And yesterday, in 93(F) heat, I mowed my lawn.  Very humid, but it needed to be done.  My tomato plants seem to be doing a bit poorly.  I have tomatoes but haven't seen a flower in what seems to be weeks.  The plot where they're planted might be too wet.

I've put a link to The Body in the Loch on the top of the page.  They do let you sample read the first chapter for those out there who are curious.  And while I haven't officially begun the next one, I'm accumulating tons of notes.

I also have tons of peaches, in fact, way too many.  Some are only the size of walnuts, others the size of tennis balls.  How do you eat a peach the size of a walnut?

In case you haven't heard, Loser #45 is going to be doing an arena tour with Bill O'Reilly.  Can we talk about a horseshit extravaganza?  I wouldn't be surprised if the warm-up act isn't a MAGA hat choir singing the Hallelujah chorus.  While this seems humorous, even outright funny to some, it needs to be taken seriously.  In case you haven't realized it yet, Loser #45 doesn't care if people die, because people don't count to him.  And his party?  With him, they believe they are something, without him, they are nothing.  This is why we need to make their beliefs obsolete.  They do not understand, our patience is wearing thin.