Bluntness

I've also been told I have little tact, so if this offends you simply ride on.

Sunday, March 8, 2026

Douche from Hell

Well, we have 51 (F) outside as I type.  Our afternoon high will climb into the mid 60s (F).  I'm seeing lot of men walk around the aisles of that great orange home improvement store I work for in shorts... some of them shouldn't.  Spring is in the air until Wednesday evening, then we drop back to more seasonable temps with daily highs in the mid 50s (F).  This is fine.  We want to warm up, but we don't want to warm up too fast.  We want a warm summer, not a hot, hot summer.

Something I've learned:  Howie like bones, especially those with lots of fat and gristle.  However, too many bones spoils his pallet.  Because bones make his tastes snooty, his kibble will sit in his bowl for hours, and he'll treat it like a poor man's snack.  Since his kibble, which I think is very expensive, is still far cheaper than beef bones, especially with the price of beef what it is today, the rich treat of fat, gristle, and bone has become a rare treat.  This is the way of the world we are now living in.

Yesterday I sold 2 measures, that was my goal for the week.  On the sales side, I'm getting slaughtered.  I had sold a vinyl plank install a bit ago and the customer decided that he was going to install the baseboard himself.  There was a big disagreement as to whether this would void the warranty on the floor.  In the end, the customer chose to do the install himself rather than pay for us to do it.  This meant they had to refund over $3000 to him.  My sales get charged for the credit they give him, so now, instead of having a goal of a little over $5000 for the week, I now have a goal of nearly $9000.  Well, that ain't happening.

And guess who's getting a lot of blowback for wearing a white MAGA hat yesterday?  That is not a difficult question.  He was at Andrews Air Force Base yesterday for the official transfer of the 6 innocent Americans who died as a result of his ego war with Iran.  We've all know for sometime that he's a douche from Hell.  


Of course, he might have worn the hat to cover the fact that his hair has gone bright orange.  Not blond, mind you, he's put a bright ginger rinse on that dead rat he wears on his head.

And prepare for sticker shock at the gas pump!  Refineries and oil fields are on fire in Iran.  The Strait of Hormuz is closed.  Those 2 things mean we're going to be paying higher prices at the gas station.  I don't know for sure, but I'm betting this is going to put a big burn in every MAGA ass.  Me?  I don't put a lot of mileage on my car, but there are those who drive a lot.  There are people who like to go shopping, who like to go to the mall, who go to the supermarket every other day.  These higher gas prices are going to hit them hard.  This is how it goes when you have a douche from Hell in the White House.


Saturday, March 7, 2026

Succumbing to the Panic

I always like waking up in the morning and discovering that our temps did not go down below freezing during the midnight hours.  That happened last night.  I'm good with that.  We're going to be getting our first heatwave this coming week.  Thursday our afternoon high is supposed to be nearly 80 (F).  Of course, after that the highs and lows will fall back down into what's considered normal for late winter, early spring.  Again, that's fine with me.

Yesterday was one of those odd days.  I got things done, and that's a good thing,  I had to do a rewrite on the transition between the end of one chapter and the beginning of another.  When I initially write things down they can sound almost brilliant, then, during this stage of the editing process, I look at them and wonder how I could have even thought they were anything but shite.  Yesterday I took out a long section describing how Netty LaRoux's family was from Shropshire.  Sorry to disappoint those readers from Shropshire, but you're no longer going to get a mention in the book.

I also got an 9 mile ride in.  It was the first good ride in almost 2 months.  It felt good.  I was on Orust Island, Sweden.

T-Mobile sent me a notification that my new phone is being prepared to ship.  Being an S26, there's a high demand; people like buying new phones.  The release date is March 11.  I'm having lunch with friends that day, so if it's supposed to be delivered then, I'll make arrangements to pick it up at the UPS store.

And I made a cheeseburger quiche yesterday.  It could have used more hamburger and cheese.


Overnight the Iranian government issued and apology to the neighboring country for hitting them with missiles and drones.  They also issued a clarification saying they would only shoot or aim said missiles and drones at targets in those countries which launch attacks on Iran.  Their statement and clarification are no doubt based on the fact that Russia is providing them with targeting information.  This must be driving the Orange Anus bonkers... wait, he already is bonkers, so it has to be making him even super bonkers because he thought he and his blow bro Vlad were BFF.  Ouch! A big hint that things are far worse than Orangie and his frat boy Secretary of Defense was the fact that Condoleezza Rice was seen entering the White House last evening.  For those who don't remember her, she was Secretary of State under W. Bush.  So, where's Little Marco?  Shouldn't he be in this mix some where?  

Also, more Epstein files dropped, including the complaint that Orangie tried to force a 14 year-old girl to commit fellatio on him and she bit him... and he punched her, and then he.... .  Honestly, this administration is so screwed up they have no idea what they're doing.  They are succumbing to the panic.