Succumbing to the Panic

I always like waking up in the morning and discovering that our temps did not go down below freezing during the midnight hours.  That happened last night.  I'm good with that.  We're going to be getting our first heatwave this coming week.  Thursday our afternoon high is supposed to be nearly 80 (F).  Of course, after that the highs and lows will fall back down into what's considered normal for late winter, early spring.  Again, that's fine with me.

Yesterday was one of those odd days.  I got things done, and that's a good thing,  I had to do a rewrite on the transition between the end of one chapter and the beginning of another.  When I initially write things down they can sound almost brilliant, then, during this stage of the editing process, I look at them and wonder how I could have even thought they were anything but shite.  Yesterday I took out a long section describing how Netty LaRoux's family was from Shropshire.  Sorry to disappoint those readers from Shropshire, but you're no longer going to get a mention in the book.

I also got an 9 mile ride in.  It was the first good ride in almost 2 months.  It felt good.  I was on Orust Island, Sweden.

T-Mobile sent me a notification that my new phone is being prepared to ship.  Being an S26, there's a high demand; people like buying new phones.  The release date is March 11.  I'm having lunch with friends that day, so if it's supposed to be delivered then, I'll make arrangements to pick it up at the UPS store.

And I made a cheeseburger quiche yesterday.  It could have used more hamburger and cheese.

Overnight the Iranian government issued and apology to the neighboring country for hitting them with missiles and drones.  They also issued a clarification saying they would only shoot or aim said missiles and drones at targets in those countries which launch attacks on Iran.  Their statement and clarification are no doubt based on the fact that Russia is providing them with targeting information.  This must be driving the Orange Anus bonkers... wait, he already is bonkers, so it has to be making him even super bonkers because he thought he and his blow bro Vlad were BFF.  Ouch! A big hint that things are far worse than Orangie and his frat boy Secretary of Defense was the fact that Condoleezza Rice was seen entering the White House last evening.  For those who don't remember her, she was Secretary of State under W. Bush.  So, where's Little Marco?  Shouldn't he be in this mix some where?  

Also, more Epstein files dropped, including the complaint that Orangie tried to force a 14 year-old girl to commit fellatio on him and she bit him... and he punched her, and then he.... .  Honestly, this administration is so screwed up they have no idea what they're doing.  They are succumbing to the panic.