They Will Turn on Themselves

Holy Crap! Yesterdays high temp was 73 (F)!  Things have cooled down overnight.  Our outside temp the morning was 46 (F), and today's high will struggle to get up into the mid 50s (F).  Tomorrow we might get up into the mid 60s (F).  That's fine.  We are in November, after all, my favorite month of the year.

The conversion from Windows to Linux did not go as easily as I had been hoping.  Both ports on the laptop had difficult recognizing USB drive.  When one of them finally did, the process locked up, or at least I think it did.  Anyway, I stopped trying after 2 and a half hours.  I will need to do some research.

Otherwise, yesterday was rather meh.

I do get to go in to work today.  Fun will be had by all, I don't doubt.  Today I have a 6 hour shift.  I'm off tomorrow because not only is November special, November 8 is a special day for me.

And I still find this surprising:

Another surprising thing is that most of those people I know who supported the Orange Anus are very quiet.  For years they'd deluded themselves into believing there was this great, silent majority of conservatives and on Tuesday that delusion was dashed to pieces. There are some crazies on social media who are beyond befuddlement, who are still posting crap, but their numbers have decreased.  For those of them thinking that this will change, I have bad news, it will not.  The authoritarian pedophile they treasure is going to "hunker down," as they say.  By doing so, he is going to continue to make things worse for the GOP.  What he cannot win, he will try and destroy.  Firing Susie Wiles and installing Stevie Miller shows everyone the direction he's planning on taking.  This is the reason he has 8 6 bankruptcies.  He is prone to making terrible decisions and then having to turn to someone, usually the Russians, to bail him out.  That's not going to happen this time.  Career Republicans are seeing their future political lives being destroyed in real time.  The turning has begun, and as they turn on him, they will turn on themselves.

Mum is Not the Word

We had rain yesterday.  This was a good thing. Temps are going to chill down over the next few days.  When I went to work, the temp was 74 (F).  I'm not really complaining since these temps are great for my heating bill.  These warm temps, however, will be coming to an end.  By next week our daily highs should be in the mid 50s (F).  Seasonal temps are approaching.

Work was very slow.  I set up a measure for one of my specialist associates, a position I'm so glad I'm no longer in.  The Orange retailer I work for has set up new requirements for flooring specialists.  Metrics.  Specialists always had goals to work towards, but they were always goals.  If you missed your sales for a week, well, that was okay.  If you failed to generate a lead, or sign up an individual for a credit card, that was okay. Now those goals are now requirements.  Now specialists need to hit all four of their metrics: sales, lead generation, credit card generation, and measure generation every month.  If a specialists doesn't hit their metrics, they will be coached.  If they miss their metrics for 3 months, they get counseled.  Every time you get counseled, you're one step closer to being terminated.  I'm an aisle associate now, I don't have to worry about any of that bullshit.

So, the laptop I'm typing on now has a sticky space bar, it doesn't always put the spaces between the words. This is a problem when you write.  I also have a bright yellow Samsung gaming laptop that's in pristine condition... almost.  I bought it in 2010, meaning that it has dated hardware. It has passed its expiration date for updates, at least as far windows is concerned.  So, this afternoon I'm going to try my hand at converting to Linux Mint because Linux has no problem with the dated hardware.

Did I tell you I have Mums?

Democrats are still racking up seats from the midterms.  This is a good thing.

Rumors have it that Marco Rubio is going be resigning soon.  He wants to throw his hat in the presidential ring for 2028.  Poor Little Marco hasn't yet discovered that anyone even remotely associated with this administration is tainted for life.

On November 9, when congress comes back into session, Massie, (R) from Kentucky, is going to file impeachment charges against frat boy drunk Pete Hegseth.  Massie has the votes because Petey is so reviled.  When I say reviled, I mean that man is hated.  He is on par with the hatred most sane people feel for the Orange Anus.  Word is that the morning after the Blue Tsunami began to demolish the Republican party the Pentagon lit up with joy.  And poor Petey is enraged because he's about to be fired for incompetence.  That is something his drunkard's brain is having a difficult time processing.