The Bitter, Old Man

 Temps today are predicted to climb into the mid 70s (F).  I can deal with that.  Tomorrow, since this is spring, rain is predicted, but not much, with temps hovering around in what they call the "seasonal" range.  This means it might be chilly, but it shouldn't be cold.  I get to work tomorrow and I don't have any yardwork planned prior to my hitting the store.

I did work yesterday and it was oh, so slow.  I did manage to get the requisite measure for the week, not all I need are the sales.  They might show up, and then again they might not.  It's no skin off my nose.

My internet was down last night.  I found out when Alexa told me he didn't know what I was talking about when I told him to turn off the lights.  Of course, I didn't know it was the entire internet in my area, so I went through everyone of those tedious little steps to make sure the problem wasn't on my end.  This is one of the reasons I have T-Mobile for my phone and Fios for my internet.  When one goes down, the other is till operational.  When Verizon finally admitted the problem was on their end, I went to bed.  This morning everything was up and running smoothly.

Today is primary day in PA.  I voted by mail.  So many people are trying to replace Scott Perry, it's almost ridiculous.  Only 1 of the 8 candidates will go head to head with him in November.  There's a fairly large Republican group that's anti-Perry, so who knows who they will be voting for since in Pennsylvania primaries, Democrats vote for Democrats and Republicans vote for Republicans.

And I saw this picture yesterday.  In case you didn't know, this is what evil looks like.

Have you ever seen a more bitter, old man?

The first witness in Trump's campaign interference trial was some guy named Pecker (I kid you not), who own the National Inquirer.  I didn't get a chance to see what he had to say, but from what I understand he's going to be telling about Trump's frequent sexual peccadillos, and how, for a fee, he kept them out of the National Inquirer.  Evidently the Moral Degenerate was even more immoral than we thought.  Today, Pecker's going to be testifying again, and no doubt, the world will hear that Trump, among everything else, was also a serial cheater.

Swan Song

 Yesterday, the weather was gorgeous.  Weeds were wacked.  Grapes were planted.  The temps were in the mid 70s (F).  It was a beautiful spring day.  Unfortunately, today the showers are going to return, with temps in the low to mid 60s (F).  It's important to keep in mind we're barely into spring.  

Much was accomplished yesterday, starting off with a 1.5 mile walk around Adams - Ricci Park.  I took pictures with my phone!  Rather than stay on the paved trail, I took the Nature Route, which is a hillier dirt path.  There were a lot of small branches littering the extended section, as well as the normal roots sticking above the ground, and to my surprised, I passed a fellow walker wearing flip-flops.  That's right, on a path where you constantly need to be lifting your feet and watching where you put them, he was he was flip-flopping away.  Maybe he saw it as some sort of obstacle course.

I'm dealing with a bothersome legal issue right now that is not of my own making that has become a bit of an inconvenience.  Evidently 8 years ago I signed as a witness on my neighbor Eileen's will.  I don't remember it.  Anyway, about 2 months ago she died.  However, she did several changes to the will by hand, initialing and dating each of the changes, one of which was removing her brother.  I think he's complaining because now I have to sign a document saying I was one of the witnesses, and it has to be notarized.   What a bother!  Hopefully, this will be done this morning.

How about this for a headline?

Of course, Trump's trial began yesterday, and as many are pointing out, it's not so much of a Hush  Money trial, as it is a trial of campaign interference since he interfered with how his campaign was viewed by the voting public.  And, of course, he lied right from the very beginning.  Then he attempted to cover up his lies.  What else is new?  I'm getting hearty ho, ho, ho when I hear the GOP say this very public trial, one where Don Snoreleone fell asleep 2 days in a row, is not going to change the public perception of the Spawn of Satan.  He thinks he can turn these daily hearings into tiny little campaign events, like he did with the Covid debriefings, however that isn't working.  More and more, the media outlets are no playing his sound bites.  They show him, mostly in the parking garage it seems, talking but with out the sound, and, as the newscaster on NBC said yesterday, "he's just repeating the same thing, over and over again."  He doesn't realize that only his cultists will fail to realize this is his Swan Song, and it's not even going to be a One Hit Wonder.