I did work yesterday. Slow was the word. They have started marking down prices of our Halloween decorations and we still have 3 weeks until Halloween. This is surprising, since we were told that quantities were limited this year; they come from China. But then sales have not been stellar. The 18 foot scarecrow, originally costing $399 has been marked down to $299. That's a big price cut. On days when sales are slow I walk laps. My route takes me through outside garden. On one trip I talked to several garden associates who were dealing with a bit of dilemma: there are still a number of the "limited" Halloween decorations still being stored out there and that space is going to be needed for the "limited" number of Christmas decorations our freight department is already receiving.
Tomorrow I'll be harvesting the oregano I've been growing on my kitchen window sill. What shall I plant next? Basil?
And here's your Sunday present, a pic of me when I was 23. Taken in the Philippines.
And for those who missed it, Orangie the Anus spoke to our top military leaders at Quantico, it didn't go well. This article in The Guardian by Sydney Blumenthal sums it up quite clearly. The whole point of that embarrassing failure was for those leaders to show both Orangie and Petey rousing support. Instead, they sat on their hands. Their oath of allegiance is to the Constitution of the United States, not some dementia addled ego maniac. People wondered why no one saw Orangie for a few days after that fiasco, and I'm betting that's because it was such a blow to his ego. They are not on his side. Will he attempt to retaliate against those who didn't grovel? He will try. Remember, this loser can hold a grudge from here to Hell and back.
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