Processing Mitch

The thunderstorms predicted for yesterday turned out to be a smattering of showers, nothing else.  We have the same forecast for today, however, the odds of us getting rained on are much lower.  Right now, we have sunshine outside and a temp of 72 (F).  I do work this afternoon, so it doesn't make a difference to me if we get rain or not.

I do get to work for the next 3 days, though the hours are shorter than the normal.  I'm down to about 18 hours a week.  Next week it's only 16.5.  The only real problem with this is that I was hoping to pay off my car by November, now it looks as though I'm going to have car payments until January.  Once my school taxes are paid off in August, I shouldn't have anymore large payments until spring of next year when my real estate tax is due, so I'll have to see how much extra I can plop onto  the principle after that.

Yesterday afternoon I went for a nice ride along a canal in France.  The ride was very flat.  My trainer pointed out that I'm picking up my speed to get my heart rate up rather than climb hills.  I'm fine with this.

For those interested, the fictional events in The Body in the Words will be taking place in Ballyseamus, which is near Ballymena, which is a short 35 minute ride from Belfast International Airport.

Will wonders never cease!  It looks like I found Mitch!

So, a housing bill became law last night after the Orange Anus failed to veto the legislation.  He came out against it, said that it was stupid and claimed that his Save Act was much more important, yet he failed to stop it.  I'm thinking he didn't veto because someone told him that the bill was bipartisan and that Republicans needed so notch up some sort of win before the midterms.  It isn't going to work.  Gas prices are still going up for Americans, and with those higher prices, well, everything else is going to be getting more expensive.  At least here in the United States.  I understand that the EU has entered into negotiations with Iran since they shouldn't be processed by what our nut doodle is doing.

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At the Speed of Sound

 Once again we have a lot of humidity.   The temps are in the mid 70s (F).  Thunderstorms are on the menu for this afternoon.  They were on the  menu yesterday, and they served themselves up downpours, thunder, and the constant warning of "lightning has been detected in your area."  With all of the humidity, I suspect the same thing will happen this afternoon and evening.  Beginning Tuesday, we're supposed to start warming up again.

I had lunch with one of my editors yesterday.  We talked about the "new" grammatical changes that are now considered standard.  Besides the possessive 's being acceptable in names ending in s, Word now says you no longer need to double space after a period.  Since none of these changes are mandatory, I will ignore most of them.  We also talked about the next book.  He asked if Bobby Tussel was going to be going along with  Eli and Max to Northern Ireland.  People like Bobby, probably because he has zero filters and blurts out what everyone else is thinking.  

Howie's birthday will be on Sunday.  He'll be 23 months old.  Of course, there will be cake and ice cream.  It's funny watching him move from the puppy stage, where he thought I was the best chew toy around, to the pet me, pet me, pet me stage, where I'm better suited for petting him than being chewed on.

I have a long ride scheduled for this afternoon.  All I have to do is find a route that doesn't have a lot of hills.  My left knee can take the bendiness of pedaling, however, the serious bending of squats is a bit too much.

And evidently the Qatari gift jet, which was built in Seattle, did not have the security features installed for it to replace Air Force One.

I understand the price tag for the refitting has already topped $800 million.  Will the necessary security measures be installed?  I suspect the Orange Anus has always intended this to be nothing more than a flying castle used only for domestic flights.  I don't doubt that he has every intention of home porting it at Mar a Lago.  He and his lackies have no idea that Karma is coming at them at the speed of sound.

And evidently the US reserves of fuel are now on fumes.  The administration has been using them to keep the prices at the pumps artificially low.  With his war against Iran kicking back into high gear, expect your gass prices to be going up... fast.