Attempted TACO

Our afternoon high yesterday was 72 (F).  Today, the prediction is that we climb all the way up to 78 (F).  This is nice so late in winter, and it is still winter for those of you who have forgotten.  We have another 10 days until we hit halfway point between Winter and Summer known as Spring.  Starting Thursday our temps will be falling back into the normal range.  One thing I did see yesterday on Social Media that was smart was advice telling people it is way to early to start doing yard work.  We got some cooler days ahead, and even though the daffodils are beginning to poking their heads up through last Autumn's leaves, let them be.  Put down that rake.

I didn't work yesterday because... well, I was supposed to go down to York and have lunch with my friend Betsy on Sunday, yet for some reason when I requested the day off, I keyed in March 9, rather than the 8th.  This is not the first time I've made this mistake.  I have a problem with trying to use the calendar in my head, which is never correct.  So, I ended up getting scheduled off yesterday.  In fact, I don't work until Saturday.  Lucky me.  Believe me, my time is easily filled for the rest of the week.  I wouldn't want to do this every week though, I might run out of things to do.

Today is garbage day.  Waste Management is our collector.  They gave us 2 large green garbage cans, one with a green lid for your garbage and one with a yellow lid for your recyclables.  I usually only put my cans out every 3 weeks since it's just myself and Howie.  My neighbors, the ones who argue all of the time, have stopped putting out their recyclable can, so I suppose they just throw everything together.  Taking out one can is far less work than taking out 2.

And for those who haven't been paying attention, we had an Attempted TACO yesterday.

Our Orange president, who has never been too smart, and who was also desperate to get people talking about something other than the Epstein files, let Bibi Netanyahu talk him into invading Iran.  So, with much flashy brashness, we began shooting missiles into Tehran.  Then the Orange Asshole killed the old hardline leader only to have him replaced with a younger, angrier hard liner... and the Straits of Hormuz were closed to shipping.  Oil prices went up and Wall Street reacted and Orangie did his best interpretation of Edvard Munch's The Scream.  And a TACO was attempted... but with the wrong ingredients.  You see, Orangie forgot that his frat boy Secretary of Defense had already been spewing nonsense about this being a religious war that was going to lead to the second coming of Jesus.  This morning Kegsbreath is spouting off about how the bombing is going to intensify and the Straits of Hormuz?  They're still closed.  It appears that the only way Orangie can make a complete TACO is by getting rid of Kegsbreath, but that would mean he'd made a mistake in putting the Christian Nationalist is charge of the military.  So, the big question is to TACO or not to TACO.

The Price of Oil

 The temps outside are cool, sitting around 34 (F), but the sun is shining brightly over Central PA.  Our high today will be in the low 70s (F).  That's fine.  Not that it's going to last.  By Thursday our daily highs will be back to the mid to up 40s (F).  This is Spring after all, not summer.  

Sadly, there are those who confuse the two.  Our garden department did have customers yesterday and they were beginning make early purchases for what they call "curb appeal."  For me, curb appeal means mowing the lawn.  I don't need to put in cutesy plants that only live for the season.  There is a hedge between my neighbor's front yard and mine.  It is totally on their property.  They didn't trim it last year, and I'm betting it's a sure thing that they'll not do anything with it this year.  I told him he could borrow my hedge trimmer and the told me he already owned one, but that it was electric.  He complained that they have no exterior outlet.  I told him he could use one of mine and got a "thanks," that's means no thanks.  

Speaking of the neighbors, their son is a sophomore at Temple University.  He was home for spring break.  They took him back down to Philly this morning.  The whole family drives down, including the daughter who's in junior high.  This meant much screaming of obscenities, cursing and swearing, before they loaded everybody into the car.  I don't understand this.  I owned a car when I was a sophomore in college.

I slept on and off last night.  This is mostly because of the war the Orange Anus, at the behest of Benny Netanyahu, has initiated in the Middle East.  At one point I turned on the lights and pulled out my tablet to discover that Brent Crude Oil was up to $118 a barrel.  Ouch!   Will it go back down?  I'm thinking that might be a hard No.  You see Orangie, relying on Benny's deceit, believed this would be like Venezuela, what so many of the hookers in his life have called a Quickie.  However, only the MAGA cultists believe Orangie to be intelligent.  The rest of the world knows he's an idiot.  Right now it's selling at $96.08 a barrel.  That means gas prices are going to go up.

The fact that Iran now has a new Supreme Leader, the hard line son of the Khomeini our military just killed, does not bode well for oil prices to begin to drop anytime soon.

There are some who are thinking Orangie is going to pull a TACO in a few days and declare victory.  Someone needs to tell both he and Benny that Iran is not going to quickly forget what we've done to that country.  The fact that we bombed a girls school killing around 170 children is going to burn in their hearts for decades.  The damage that this loser in the White House has done is inestimable.  We have lost so many allies.  Believe me, when Iranian terrorist cells do something bad in this country, and they will do something bad, those allies are going sigh and say, "now, isn't that a shame."  The Republican party owns this shit.  They alone are responsible.  

The one small glimmer of light is that this turmoil in the middle east will cause Wall Street to shake and shudder and believe me, the one thing those billionaires who are so desperate to run the world hate is for Wall Street to be rattled.  When Wall Street clanks and clatters, they lose money... lots of money.