The Ice Cream Cake

Another overnight low in the upper 50s (F).  Nice.  We were supposed to have a 0% chance of rain today, that has changed.  We're now up to a 25% chance of rain, with a 0% likelihood of having rain tomorrow.  the way things change.  I don't doubt that one of the pre-requisites of weather forecasters is that their predictions need to be more flexible than a double-jointed contortionist's acrobatics.  If these overnight lows continue, I'm going to have to get the red blankey out of storage.

Yesterday started off fine, but then became almost chaotic.  My morning workouts have changed.  I'm still doing strength training, though I rarely get my heart rate up to 120 BPM, but we added mobility exercises.  They work well.  That part of the day went super fine.

Then things sort of jumped the rails.  I've been thinking for some time about signing up for Ad-Sense and decided that yesterday was the day things were going to happen.  This is not an easy process.  You can't simply click a button or check a box.  Code needs to be copied and pasted.  I am not a coder.  I survived one programming course around 30 years ago, which was of no use.  We shall see, won't we.

After that experience, I went to work.  Wrong.  For the first time in almost 2 years, I wasn't scheduled to work on Monday, but, like most humans, I run on routines.  So, I punched in, checked out my numbers, insured vacation time was being applied, and punched out.  On the way home, I picked up an ice cream cake.  After Howie and I each had a slice, he looked at me and said, "you know, I think it's time for a nap."  That dog is so smart.

As expected, Hakeem Jeffries put out a statement saying that he and Kushner's meeting had to do with affordability.  Here's a message to Hakeem.  "No one believes you."  I watched the video.  Hakeem is not a very sophisticated liar.  Kushner is now, and has always been as corrupt as his father-in-law, so is his wife, Ivanka Banka.   Like everyone of Orangie's spawn, she didn't fall too far from the tree.

And the Iranian government has put a price on Barron's head.  The first thought that went through my head when I saw that was, "is this some so tightly veiled threat from the Kremlin?"  One of the best ways there is to insure their tool Orangie performs, is to threaten the life of one of his spawn.  Even the one who has some sort of weird crush on the Tate brothers has value to the Orange Anus.  That may seem harsh, but let's be honest, the only thing this loser president loves more than himself is money in the bank, and Barron's been making some truly great trades here lately.