Anaconda

 Well, it's Wednesday, December 31st and once again we're at New Years Eve.  It's cold outside, 24 (F) and the day is not going to be getting much warmer, at least not over the next few days.  I did check out my electric bill this morning and I've used less electricity this year than I did last year.  Even though the thermometer has been sitting at the cool end, last December was colder.  This year's average temp is 39 (F), last year the average temp was 36 (F).  Those 3 degrees are a good thing.

I did not work yesterday.  Chores were done.  I was going to bake a loaf of bread, however, I can't unscrew the lid off the new jar of yeast I bought.  I've tried all sorts of methods:  holding it under scalding hot water, tapping the lid against the granite counter.  I even have one of those rubber grabbing things that are supposed to help twist off lids.  Nothing is working, So, this morning I'll get out my trusty tin snips and cut the damn thing off.

I did get a nice 10 mile ride in yesterday afternoon.  I'm supposed to get a workout in this morning, but I want to go to the supermarket first.  

And I went to see Anaconda last night.  And some of the humor... well, most of the laughs, were juvenile.  And I have to tell you Anaconda was one of the funniest movies I've seen in years.  Big belly laughs!  There are times when you need to put the cerebral on hold and just laugh at stupid stuff, especially after the freaking awful year we've just been through.

And does anyone know if the Kennedy Center New Years Eve bash is still on?  Or is not only tonight, but the entire season dead?  One of the things Orandie's dimwitted henchies, we're looking at you Rick Grenell, never took into consideration was that the artists that are cancelling signed contracts with the Kennedy Center, prior to them changing the name to kiss Orangie's ass.  Once they added Orangie's name, the venue became a new entity which pretty much nullified every contract that had been signed.  These people are idiots.

Tatiana Schlossberg died from leukemia yesterday at the age of 35.  She was John F. Kennedy's granddaughter.  As we have all come to expect by now, Orangie and his cultists attacked not only her, but the Kennedy's themselves because of the cancellations.  These people are soulless sacks of shit.  They are totally clueless, not that they care, on how much America is beginning to despise them.  Their little world is going to be shattered so badly.  This will be a good thing.