Performance

So, here it is, Friday.  Our outside temp is 71 (F).  Once again the forecast has our afternoon highs in the 90s (F).  I didn't check to see what the "real feel" is supposed to be, but I can tell you I went out into the backyard briefly yesterday and it felt very hot.  I did use a personal day, rather than go in to work.  I used the excuse of there being a "heat advisory" to use a personal day.  There are times when age does have it's benefits besides having wisdom and authority.

So, what did I do yesterday since I chose to stay home in cool air conditioned comfort?  No yardwork, it was way too hot.  In the morning I completed my workout.  My trainer, who's in Portugal for the next week, sent me an "attaboy."  A lite dusting was done.  Most of the afternoon, however, was working on the final edit for The Body in 4/4 Time.  The words "final edit," are important.  There comes a time when you simply have to put the manuscript down.  I worked with a man who'd written a non-fiction book on autism and I watched as he spent literally years refining his manuscript.  He would bring it to work and sit in the lunchroom editing during his breaks.  He used yellow #2 pencils, and he'd read a paragraph, then scratch a line out, read some more and then make a note.  This went on for the 11 years I worked for International Paper.  To this day, I don't know if he ever had his work published.  At some point in time you need to put that baby to bed.  

And since I do workout regularly, I thought I'd post this snippet about our Secretary of Defense working out.  If you have access to social media, you should watch some of the videos the Department of Defense is releasing of Kegsbreath working out with Marines.  They prove how badly his neural transmitters are... transmitting.  I do not doubt for a second that he believes his performance is exemplary.  The thought that the world is laughing at him never crosses his mind.  Here's a picture of him doing a dumbbell thruster with 15 pound weights.  Thrusters are a great cardio/strength exercise.  I do this with 20 lb dumbbells.  Notice how his wrists are bent back?  That's what I call swishy wrists.  Your wrists are supposed to be straight.  In the video, he only does a half squat (wrong) and his thrust is herky jerky.  I do not doubt that in his mind his form is perfect.  As someone suggested, and I concur, is so he can shower with the Marines afterwards, you know, mano e mano, sort of like they showered in Heated Rivalry.

Where are his biceps?

And finally, today is the day that Orangie's name is supposed to be taken down from the Kennedy Center for the Performing Arts.  While it has already been removed from the website, it is still on the building and... this should come as no surprise, his allies running the Kennedy Center have decided to fight it.  How humiliating to have his name removed 2 days before his birthday.  He is going to get a healthy serving of humiliation much sooner than he thinks, and his ego will not be able to survivie.

Blind to the Real World

We're going to warm today.  We're also going to be humid.  Our outside temp is a balmy 74 (F), and yes, we are under a heat advisory.  While the afternoon temp is supposed to top off at 94 (F), the real feel is predicted to be around 103 (F).  This is what I call stinky winky weather, where I get the urge to run around the backyard like a rather inhibited satyr for all of the world to see.  Don't worry, it'll never happen.

So, I had my physical yesterday.  I'm healthy.  I've reached that stage of life when I have to take off my shoes and socks so they can poke my feet to prove I don't have any neuropathy.  I'm fine.  Orangie has to deal with 22 specialists while I get one doctor who thinks I'm funny.  He did tell me that I don't look my age, which was nice.  My sugar's a tad too high, so we're going to up my metformin.  He told me that besides helping my glucose levels, this might also help me lose weight.  Believe me, I'm all for that.

I get to go to work today.  Yee Ha!  With the impending high real feel temps, I momentarily did think about taking off, but then decided that getting paid to sit on my but my be a better use of my time.  Of course, I do have more than enough time on the books and there are things that I can do around the house, like vacuum up the Howie hair.  Honestly, I've never had a dog who sheds as much as Howie does.  Of course, I do have to take into consideration that Heat Advisory.

And I went food shopping on Tuesday.  Yowza!!  Inflation is the highest it's been in 3 years.  This was quite noticeable while I was filling my grocery cart.  Whole milk is up to $5.02 a gallon.  That's the New Low Price.  Last week the Old Low Price was $4.99 a gallon.  There are now so many items in every aisle with New Low Price stickers.  This is a family pack of hamburger with 20% fat.  The total cost is $32.66, and this is before the price of beef goes up because of screwworms. 

I was surprised that the Federal came out with the news that inflation had increased.  Knowing how this administration is rife with deceit, I'm suspecting that the 4.2% is on the low side.  Oh, and the trade deficit hasn't been this wide in 30 years.  That's almost as long as I've been living in my house.  Shit.  And things are going to get worse.  

A vast number of Americans believe that Orangie's UFC Cage Match in the front lawn of the White House is a bad thing, that's according to an IPSOS/USGov poll.  This is something that this administration, as well as the Republican party, simply fail to understand.  Their only concern is about being in power.  Instead of taking this into consideration, they're dancing around singing "We're in charge!  We're in charge!"  They are blind to the real world.  They've have living in a delusional world for decades.  Reality is going to do more than bite them in the ass.

And in case you're keeping county, Orangie has claimed that a peace deal in on the table with Iran 34 times.