The End of Oak Street

We have 59 (F) outside and last night was great sleeping weather!  Sunshine is on the menu for today, with temps in the 70s (F).  That's another plus.  Tomorrow, however, skies are supposed to be overcast and there's supposed to be rain.  That's okay.  I work.  Our daily highs in the long range forecast might hit the low 80s (F).  That's fine, too.  I'm looking forward to autumn.  Looking back, except for those 3 weeks during which our temps were simply scorching, this hasn't been a bad summer.  But we did have severe storms.  We had another yesterday afternoon.  While there were some serious gusts of wind, the torrential rains were what caused all of the flash flood warnings.

No yard work was done yesterday because the threat of rain was constant.  So, I puttered around the house, and worked on the book.  The Cassadas, Carlos and Mary, have entered the plotline.  I'd sent the first chapter to a reader for an opinion and received the comment, "at least no one's name ends in S."  Some people have a problem with names ending in S when you make them possessive.  Should the name be Cassadas' or Cassadas's.  There are a lot of rule books, and depending upon which you follow, either example can be correct.  So, I promptly informed the reader that he hadn't met the Cassadas yet.

I went to see The End of Oak Street last night.  Set in the early 1980s, a family wakes up to discover that a 2 mile diameter section of their suburb has been transported back several million years.  That's right, there are dinosaurs in the neighborhood.  This movie rocks!  For a long time scientists thought dinosaurs were large reptiles, then, as discovery and discovery was unearthed, they realized they were not related to lizards but to birds.  Believe me, a T-Rex with feathers is far more terrifying than one without.  Put simply, this is the story of the Platts trying to survive as their neighbors become dinosaur food.

So, someone in the White House is leaking the dirt on Natalie Harp.  Rumor has it that the leaker is none other than Karoline Leavitt.  Supposedly she's royally pissed that Orangie left her on the decoy plane to be blown to smithereens.  I also understand that the cultists are all fluttery (key feathered raptor image) in a good/bad way.  To them, he is a celebrity president who is now embroiled in a scandal they find most titillating.  And the administration is so flummoxed they paid Melanoma an untold sum of $$$ to put in a personal appearance with Orangie yesterday.  Can you hear me laughing?  No one is going to believe that expensive charade.  Truthfully, they may have done more damage than good.  Obsessives like Natalie, while knowing secrecy is imperative, desperately want the world to know that she is Orangie's personal binky.  In fact, some are pondering if there's a boiled bunny in her future.

For those who are intersted, here is one of her letters to Orangie.

 

Tax the Rich

So, we've got 69 (F) outside and an overcast sky.  Rain is in the forecast.  Temps will hover in the mid 70s (F) and the showers will be on again, off again.  Right now they're off again.  Oh, and the humidity is back.  The threat of rain pretty much pretty much eliminates the possibility of my doing any yardwork.  That's disappointing.  Now I'm going to have to go for a ride on my bike to get my daily cardio.

I did get yardwork done yesterday  Bit by bit the branches are disappearing and my piles of mulch keep growing.  I got 2 bags of mulch yesterday.  While mulch isn't expensive, mine is free, and I'm going to end up with the equivalent of a truck load.

The new schedule is out and starting the week after Labor Day, I'm back to working Thursdays.  This is a good thing.  I want to pay my car off and those 18 hours weeks were slowing down the process.  

Otherwise, yesterday was pretty meh.  Some laundry was done.  Some cleaning was done.  An hour and a half of lawn cleanup was completed.  

Two new characters have entered the story in The Body in the Words, Heath and Mrs. Porridge.  I don't know if I've mention this or not, but there no one name Porridge lives in Ireland.  I've checked.  So this makes Mrs. P quite an original character.  She, herself, is aware of this and loves the fact that she is so distinct from everyone else.

And yesterday this happened.

Republicans knew were going to hit this number, however they thought we get this deep debt at some point later down the road.  And why were they wrong?  Total incompetence for one.  As I've said before, Republicans will always kill the economy.  One of the big reasons for this horrific amount of debt is the completely unnecessary war with Iran.  Hegseth is spending money faster than our mint can print the stuff.  Another big reason is that big tax break Orangie gave the 1%.  There are other reasons, but those 2 are at the top of the list.  Because Republicans bend over backwards for the 1%, that tax burden is placed directly on the backs of the average American.  Someone's got to pay the bill, and it sure as hell isn't going to be Bezos, or Zuckerberg, or any other member of the billionaire club.  The only way we will ever get rid of this debt is by taxing them... a lot.  They are the reason most Americans suffer.  We have a political party that would rather give them everything they want, which gets them large campaign donations, rather than think about the common man. And the billionaires want Republicans in power.  They know reliable Republicans only comment will be, "where's the lube?"