Celebrate This

 We did have rain last night.  The grass is wet, so I don't know if I'll get a chance to mow it this afternoon.  According to the forecast there's little chance for additional rain today, tomorrow, and Sunday.  Actually, it's looking pretty dry for us... hopefully, unlike southern California and Nevada where Hillary is supposed to be dropping substantial rain.  Of course, you do know a vast majority of those living in the desert have no idea how much damage that much rain is going to cause.  Serious flooding is something they've never had to contend with.

I got four measures at work yesterday, that took up maybe around 30 minutes.  Towards the end of my shift I cut 15 feet of carpet.  Otherwise it was so slow and boring.  The full time associate who was supposed to be there never showed up, supposedly he was helping his daughter with something.  Whenever an associate pulls something like this, I automatically think of job interview.  This gent is unhappy about so many things and is not the sort of person who should really be working in retail.

This morning and this afternoon I'm going to be prepping for tomorrow.  What's tomorrow, you ask?  Lily turns 10 and that little old lady is going to be treated to homemade ice cream and cake.  Talk about being spoiled.  I work tomorrow afternoon but there will be plenty of time to celebrate before I head over to the store.

So, the Spawn of Satan, Donald J. Trump, wants to have his January 6 trial moved in to the future... way into the future, two years after the 2024 election.  I do believe this to be a tactic on his part to get his trial date extended, but because 2026 is so unrealistic I'm thinking he just wants it to be after the 2024 election.  Ain't gonna happen.  His attorneys are claiming there are so many trilobites of testimony and documentation they need to go over it will take them that long just to be ready.  Can you hear me laughing?  A judge will decide the actual trial date later this month and I can tell you, the Orange Anus is not going to be happy, and he'll whine, and he'll try and delay because he thinks that will help him.  It won't.

And I find it very amusing that Ronnie DeSantis used to say Florida was where woke went to die... well, I don't know about that, but it does seem to be the place where his campaign is going to die.