A Fart in Space

So, I was digging in the dirt yesterday.  I am slowly removing all the bushes from in front of my porch, not that I have any idea what's going to be planted there, but it will be something that doesn't get too tall.  Besides being predatory, the Burning Bush grew way too tall, often blocking the view.  The wisteria, which had originally been planted created a different problem: it needed constant trimming.  

The weather yesterday was nice, again climbing into the mid 80s (F) with little humidity.  The same is in the forecast for today.  Tomorrow that's going to change.  Forecasters are calling for highs in the low to mid 90s (F).  When it gets that warm outside, my 2nd floor gets much hotter, so my Central Air is primed and ready to go.

I did file a dispute against the only charge on my debit card that wasn't removed, a $16.57 purchase made from Alien Gear Holsters.  When I talked to the agent handling the chargeback, she told me that was a popular one in that she'd seen that online retailer enough to remember it.  I searched it.  They sell holsters, most of them fairly expensive and I didn't want to waste the time trying to find out what $16.57 buys.

I saw that the NYT did a comparison test to see which olive oils were the best.  It turns out Bertolli, the one use, hit right in the middle.  Now, ain't that nice?

The House of Representatives is going to vote today on the package their moronic leader, Kev McCarthy, put together with the Biden White House.  Of course, the far right crazies are shrieking mad because they believe their small minority means they get to dictate... well, they're wrong.  I suspect it will get enough votes to squeak by and head to the Senate.

And some turd bird named Comer wants to file contempt charges against the FBI because they're ignoring the subpoenas the the far right has issued.  This is rather hysterical in light of the fact that these same Republicans ignored every subpoena the January 6 committee issued.  While this will excite their base, that's about all which will come of it.  They simply don't understand they have about as much power as a fart in space.

Ronnie D's public humiliation

 Thursday arrived last night with a lot of wind with gusts strong enough to move things around my backyard.  Yesterday, however, was sparkling sunshine and warm temps.  Weather that's perfect for yardwork, and let me tell you, some yardwork was definitely accomplished.  I have a Burning Bush in front of my porch, a species that has now been classified as predatory because it spreads through runners, a lot like bamboo.  Well, most of it has been removed.  All I need to do now is get in there with a shovel (and possibly a pick-ax) to dig up the root system.  While I'm at it, I'll be getting rid of the wisteria as well.

And, of course, the great Tina Turner died yesterday.  From what I've seen, she had not been in the best of health, having suffered a stroke a few years back.  No one should have to go through that just because we can't let them go.  As I commented in several blogs yesterday, her presence may be gone, but her voice, her music, and her image remain for generations to come.

Then there was also this little nugget.

Can you hear me?  I'm still laughing.  Ronnie D just could not get a break yesterday, could he.  First there was the tragic news about Tina Turner, and believe me that was rocking the Internet badly.  Then there was Elon Musk's  very, very public Twitter meltdown.  I could not think of a more fitting way to celebrate Ronnie's official entry into the presidential race.  Twitter simply could not handle the 650,000 people trying to hear what he had to say.  By the time he did finally get to speak, the glitches had whittled down that number quite a bit.  Don't worry, his campaign did provide a transcript in which he uses words like "accreditor."  People were also counting the times he said "woke," because Republicans hate intelligent people who ask questions.  It's part of their "shut up, we're in charge mentality."