Weather wise, we have about 3 more days of hot weather. That's right, our thermometer goes up into the 80's... still. And it's October. This is that time of year we are supposed to be getting close to Indian Summer. This is the time of year I also remember that cute little porno poem I learned years ago:
When the weather's warm and sticky
Ain't not time for dunkin' dicky
When the frost is on the pumpkin
That's the time for dicky dunkin'
As you might presume, my youth was rather... ribald. Or maybe it's not a poem, just a cute little rhyme. I'm sure a lot of you recite something similar every autumn.
I heard that the Idiot Jerk in the White House apologized to Brett Kavanaugh last evening... ain't that a hoot? While I was listening to the news this AM, there was this small bit about how the women in America are furious with both the Idiot Jerk and the GOP... which is an even bigger hoot! Republicans just don't get it. Neither does that crazy religious faction which makes up their base, you know? The cult that believes a woman's best place is in the home, making babies and baking cookies. The ones who think a wife's main goals is to make her husband feel superior. Sure, she can go out and get a job if she wants to help supplement their income, but she better damn well not get paid better than her husband. That group which totally denies the evolution happening around them because it's not in their holy texts.
Anyway, they're in for a bit of a surprise come November. Right in the middle of dicky dunkin' season they are going to be rather painfully dunked. Ouch!
Can't you just hear the Idiot Jerk saying "what do you mean women voted against me? Don't they know I'm the greatest? Even the Chinese say I have a very, very large brain."