The Happy Ending

Well we've reached Saturday.  I slept in a bit, so it's now 0912 and our outside temp is 76 (F).  Once again temps are predicted to hit the 90 (F) degree mark, though today forecasters are saying that our humidity is going to be oppressive.  Tomorrow's forecast is for the same with the exception  of the day ending with thunderbangers, high, possibly damaging winds, and rain.  Small reminder:  Washington DC is only 75 minutes south of my humble abode, and I'm so glad I didn't lose my sanity and purchase an overpriced ticket to a cage match.

And yesterday was sort of meh.  This doesn't mean that I didn't do anything, I did.  Grocery shopping in the morning, a little garden work, and then a bike ride in San Remo, Italy.  I like Italy.  I should actually visit.  I would like to see the colosseum in the early morning before the tourist busses descend upon it like a swarm of locusts.  

I do work this afternoon.  I have a tile flooring installation that's supposed to sell.  The customers are bringing their daughter because she has impeccable taste and she needs to approve their choice in tile.  If she doesn't like it, she'll pick the tile they're going to use.  Either way, the sale should go through.

And silently, under cover of darkness and a large curtain, Orangie's name was removed from The Kennedy Center for the Performing arts.  He didn't want anybody to see, or take pictures of his defeat, because that's what this was.  He lost.  Justice smote his ego... badly, and I'm really up for that.  However, pictures and videos are being published.  Here's a screenshot from a longer video put out by The Guardian.  I think this might be the removal of the P, since it's from the far right side of the scaffolding.  You can see the worker's hands grabbing onto the letter, and in the video, he just rips it off the wall.  Karma rocks.

This is Orangie's birthday weekend.  Let's see, the freedom concert thingy is gone and there is the possibility that his UFC cage match might end up being a lightening rod.  There might be something we can end up celebrating after all.

Oh, and Elonia is now, on paper, a trillionaire.  This man is so vainglorious he simply has no clue as to how anger and hatred he is generating around the world.  I don't believe he was ever destined for a happy ending.