The White Snake

Our outside temps are a bit warmer than yesterday and humidity has crept heavily back into the picture.  Once again the threat of thunderstorms is again on our weather bingo card.  They will probably sweep through the area this afternoon bringing little relief from the humidity.  The temps?  They're not really that hot, upper 80s (F) and sometimes low 90s (F).  That's fine.  We are in summer after all.

I flipped the cushion on the futon in the living room over yesterday.  Way back when Big Seig and Lily were around one of them had discovered a loose thread on one of the seams.  Well, a red fox Labrador who shall remain nameless discovered that weak spot and puzzled at it with his paws until the seam ruptured, spilling foam and stuffing out into the world.  This unnamed lab thought this was a great toy!  He would dig out a piece of foam and then come sit in front of me with an inch or so hanging out of the corner of his mouth.  Such a tease.  So now that cushion has been flipped, and there's no seam, no foam, and no tease.

While the store wasn't going to  make plan yesterday, the flooring department had a steady stream of customers.  I sold some flooring but didn't go out of my way to sell any installs.  I talked to 2 different customers, answered a lot of questions, but didn't push for them to pay for a measure tech to go out to their houses.  I did let both of them know that they could set up measure appointments on line.  Online sales are split between the three of us who are sales associates, and that's fine with me.

Yesterday, in the long stretch between those 2 customers, I decided to get in some steps by walking up the the Service Desk to pick up returned merchandise for the department.  Halfway there, I saw one of our cashiers approaching me.  As I got closer I realized that he had a white snake around his neck.  Some people have an aversion to snakes, I have no problem with them.  So we chatted a bit about snakes, and frozen rats.  He was excited because he'd bought a baby boa earlier in the day.  I asked him if I could take his picture and he said yes, so here's Connor (sp) and his white snake.

And of course yesterday was just one more day in the continuous stream of days that make of this administration's shit show.  Many people believe that Orangie is terrified of the Epstein files being released.  I don't think so.  I do think Orangie is incapable of knowing fear.  Anger? Yes.  Rage? Truly so.  I understand he was rage posting last night on Truth Social about Obama and the 2016 election.  Hate and blame are his meat and potatoes.  Oh, and pleasuring in pedophilia.  Orangie is not scared of what might happen to him.  He is seething, and I don't doubt for a second that if you get to close to him he will physically strike you.  And this is a good thing.