Witches do Exist

 Hello Thursday!!  Outside, the temps are a comfortable 70 (F), however we do have rain.  Supposedly a thunderstorm is supposed to pass overhead.  That doesn't seem to be happening.  All I can hear is the steady rain on the roof.  That temp?  70(F)?  Well, that's about as warm as it's going to get today.  Summer is ending on a rather chilling note.  That's fine.  I'm ready.  Soon the leaves will be changing.

Yesterday was a day filled with mini-accomplishments.  One thing that I plan to wrap up, possibly when I'm off tomorrow, is transferring all of the slides I took while in the Navy to jpeg images.  I have about 2000 and every one of them is at least 45 years old, however I'm not saving all of them.  quite a few are repetitive, like 24 pictures of people working with silver in a factory in Baguio, Philippines.  Of course, the rewards are finding the gems, like the pictures of a snake charmer in Singapore.  Don't worry, you'll get so see some of them when I've finished.

Now, isn't it nice to know there are certain things we can all rely upon?  I mean, nothing changes about them.  They are constant.  They stay the course.  Nothing will ever alter their heading.  Ever.  Take, for example, the investigations into Donald Trump.  No matter how greatly the evidence proves guilt, no matter how many people flip and testify against him, these investigations will always be witch hunts.  Knowing this, I did a little investigating on my own.  Did you know that not all witches wear pointy hats?  Or that their evilness is long-lived? Or that witches are gender based?  The male witch is called a warlock.  This immediately proves him wrong.  These investigators are not looking for some scaggy, old bitch who flies around on a broom.  No, if Trump is correct, this is a warlock hunt.  Well, I hate to admit it but he's correct.  As proof, I offer up this old lithograph as proof.

Anyway, I don't know about you, but I'm finding this week to be more than a little titillating in regard to the Donald.  Joy of joy, things have been going terribly for him.  Thanks to the lawsuit filed by the Attorney General of New York, people suspect he's not really a billionaire.  And all those times he took the 5th?  In a civil trial, which this is, they can be used against him.  This means that the 440 times he refused to testify on the grounds it might incriminate him, he was really telling the courts, "yeah, I'm guilty as hell."

And, of course, the 11th District told Trump's pocket judge Aileen Cannon that she has her head up her ass.  Contrary to what his cult wants to believe, you can not declassify documents simply by thinking they are declassified.  I suspect an indictment for treason from the DOJ will be forthcoming.

The fact that he keeps shrieking witch hunt proves beyond a doubt that witches really do exist.  

  

Grower?

Well, here it is Monday morning... and not only is it the beginning of a new week, today is April Fools Day.  Wisely, I took a vacation day.  No jokes on me... unless the dogs decide to pull one.
Of course we know, Kellyanne Conway has her calendar all screwed up.  She thought yesterday was April Fools Day.  You know what I'm talking about... that little joke of hers regarding Biden and his 'hair kiss.'  She needs to get serious.  She's working for a scumbag who bragged about grabbing women's pussies, and when accusers came forward he called them liars.  He called them worse then liars.  Here's a little truth Kellyanne needs to learn:  unless your own ass is free of shit, don't point to someone else and say 'something smells funny.'  But then this has always been a conservative tactic: distraction by pointing.  The Idiot Jerk in the White House does it all the time in his attempt to create a host of phony targets.  Unfortunately the only ones who are buying his blame game are his base, which is why his approval rating will never get above 43%.
The polishing has started on "The Body in the Tower."  I working my way through a 'slow read' highlighting, crossing out sentences, adding in sentences, and rephrasing paragraphs.  In "The Body on the Lawn," I moved chapters.  That's not happening here.  I was better organized.  I have a friend who has a copy, and she's doing the same thing.  Just because something makes sense to me, doesn't mean it's going to make sense to the reader.  Once this phase is complete and the corrections done, a copy will go to the gent who's handling the editing process, and another to Gloria for another 'opinion.'  In the creative process, my opinion amounts to zilch, it is those of others that count.
Finally, an old Navy friend posted a group picture in Facebook.

It was taken at Subic Bay Naval Station.  I don't know where we were going, not into to town though, since the guy on the right never went into Olongapo.  I find it funny that the way the light is hitting me I look like I'm missing a shoulder.  That's right.  I'm the one in the green shirt.  I also find it amusing that I seem to be one of the taller guys in the picture.  I was 5'8" when I joined the Navy and almost 6' when I was discharged.  Does this mean I'm a grower?