On Cue

For the life of me, I don't know why I kept thinking yesterday was Saturday, perhaps because the store was relatively busy.  We are slowly going to be increasing our hours, staying open later.  As I said, on Monday, May 18 my schedule goes back to a full 40 hours a week.  This means I'll be having to adjust my rides to later in the day; 40 - 60 minutes is their stand length.
I was in Lombardy, riding along the shore of Lake Garda yesterday and it's simply beautiful.  I couldn't help but think, however, that Lombardy was one of those regions of Italy hit so hard by Covid 19.  What a shame.
A bit about Tara Reade...   Interesting.  Back, when her allegation started making press, I did some minor research.  She had claimed that she had filed a complaint at the time of the incident, however there was no documentation this happened.  Since her initial complaints, the details of the incident have become more salacious.  Christine Blasey Ford's accusations against Bret Kavanaugh never evolved.  But for Reade, what was once a grope has now become fingers inserted into her vagina.  As I said, this is interesting.  She alleges the assault happened in a hallway when she was delivering a duffel bag to him.  The details have now become rather lurid.  And this is an election year.  And Sanders supporters are now calling on Uncle Joe to drop out of the race.  And Reade didn't really begin to forcefully speak out until after Sanders dropped out of the race.  True, Uncle Joe has a reputation for being a little touchy feely, but... as I said, this whole thing is interesting.
And speaking of Bernie.  He's a bit burned because New York cancelled their primary.  He was hoping to get a few more delegates.  He sees them as a bargaining chip to force Biden to swing farther to the left.  Now, that ain't happening.  Cue Tara.
And I know there are those out there who are waiting for an update on Glen.  I wish I could say he was blooming, but that doesn't seem to be the case.  He does, however, seem to be thriving.

I look forward to seeing how he will dress himself... herself... itself up next year, since he is the offspring of a bulb.  The yellow tulip in the background?  That's what his... her... its parents were hoping for and instead they got... Glen.  Is his bulb angry?  I have no idea.  That happens, you know.  Wanting something so terribly bad and then being terribly disappointed.  This is how grudges are formed.  Does the bulb hold a grudge?  Well, I guess we'll have to wait until next year.

Flirting with Disaster

Okay, so it's Sunday.  I had thought I might sleep late - till maybe 6...  That didn't happen.  Dogs, you know?
Even though we are moving into October, daily temps are still being forecast in the high 70's to low 80's (F).  I do enjoy the cooler mornings, though.  I like sleeping with blankets.  Bundling myself up in cotton and wool has always been a joy.  Unless I have the A/C cranked during the summer, that never happens.
Last evening I watched something called "Singularity" on Netflix - it was bad.  John Cussack has star billing.  He plays an AI which is rather stupid.  He sees humanity as being a big problem and kills just about everyone on Earth.  He says things like "they're human and unpredictable."  He doesn't have a lot of facial expression, but then he's an AI.  The hero is okay - which means his acting is barely acceptable.  The heroine seems to have attended at least 3 or 4 acting classes.  The writing is bad.  The story?  A scavenged mess with bits and pieces taken from every apocalyptic film ever made.
And I guess everybody is wondering just how thorough the FBI investigation in Christine Blasey Ford's accusations will be.  Don't expect much.  There are quite a number of restrictions.  This is what we call serious damage control.  Kavanaugh's testimony didn't just start voters to trickle away, they started running away in droves, and herds.  While dead in the head Republicans see his defense as strong and invigorating, their numbers are far from enough to guarantee votes.  This party is not just flirting with disaster, they're dancing with it. They've been lying to themselves for so long, they don't even know what the truth is anymore.  When the Idiot Jerk in the White House says that the Chinese compliment his 'big brain,' they believe him, nodding their puppet heads and repeating "doesn't he have a big brain."   This car full of clowns is racing towards the edge of the cliff.  When they see the warning sign they don't just ignore them, they get out of the car and cut them down.
They are a lot like the stupid AI in "Singularity," except Republicans say things like "we're number one," and "he has a big brain," and "he's the most popular president in history."

Missing the Target Audience

Well, I get to go back to work today... but just for today and tomorrow.  Then I have another day off.
Not surprisingly, it rained again last night.  I did manage to get my backyard mowed yesterday.  That's was nice.  I need to get the weed wacker out, maybe on Sunday, if we don't have any rain and things dry out just the slightest bit.
I went to the PA DMV and got my new driver's license - good for 4 more years.  Holy Shit do I look old.  I mean, really, really old.  And I even got my haircut before hand.  What was funny was seeing a young woman fluffing her hair before her picture was taken.  I almost laughed out loud.  She was separating her ringlet, pulling them out with her fingers to make them look fuller, until the woman behind the counter said "okay, we need to take your picture now."  Her first picture didn't do her justice, or so she thought.  The 2nd taught her that your picture on your driver's license is never going to make you look attractive.
Of course, the big news from yesterday was the testimonies of Christine and Brett.  She was soft-spoken and compelling.  The woman hired to drill holes in her story totally failed, and Christine got cheers.  Brett, on the other hand, was fiery, he made faces, called everybody a liar, and tried to call all Republicans to arms.  Who was more successful?  Hhhmmm.
My opinion:  he will most likely be confirmed.  That is not a good thing, especially for Conservatives.  But then Conservatives don't see the precedence of thinking.  Their goal is to make the Supreme Court conservative.  Yesterday millions and millions of women watched Christine speak and their hearts were moved.  These women vote.  Millions of Millennials watched as well and what they saw was a member of the Old Guard raging at women.  Oh, sure Brett may have blamed Democrats, but the blunt finger of his anger was directed mainly at women.  There are more women in the Democratic Party then there are men.  And the midterms are coming.  What the Republicans completely fail to understand, is that a vote for Brett will be countered by many, many votes for Democrats.  You know?  The party which is empathizes with women.  The party which says that the 'good old boys' who forcibly climb on top need to be punched back.
Yesterday the Republicans failed at the number one rule that anybody who has every worked in public relations knows:  succeed with your target audience.  Writers, and singers, and painters, and ad men, and... well, at least Democratic politicians know this.  Even Faux News knows this.  They are saying this morning the Republican Party failed.  They blew it.  They failed to understand just whom their Target Audience is:  women voters.  Yesterday the Republican Party took a big step in ensuring a Blue Judgment.  They played the 'good old boy' game, and shit all over their Target Audience.  Of course, this was to be expected since they are the party of aging white men and failed Christians.

The Whole Truth

Okay, so this entry is being written a little later than usual.  I slept in.  My day off, you know?  The dogs slept in as well.  I'll have to go back to work tomorrow.
I had my physical yesterday.  Everything is ducky dandy except for my blood pressure - it's a little high.  I'm going to be checking it every morning for the next 7 days.  The results are to be emailed to my Dr.  I'm already on a weak dose of Lisinipril.  High blood pressure runs in my family.  You cannot change your genetic make-up.  There isn't really much of a choice, take meds or possibly have a stroke.  I have absolutely no problem taking meds.
A funny thing from my visit:  on the subject of my cholesterol.  He said it's fine, a point or 2 higher than my last visit a year ago.  I told him I had been curious about my HDL, and LDL and all that jazz because I started drinking 'whole milk' again.  His mouth dropped open; he was so stunned.  Why would I drink something so high in fat and cholesterol.  I explained that growing up, whole milk was all I drank, much preferable to water.  He muttered something about "well, as long as it's only in your coffee."  I didn't have the heart to tell him there are times when I guzzle it straight from the bottle.  The truth is whole milk is not nearly as bad for you as you might think.  Whole milk has less lactose than 2%, or 1%, or especially skim milk - bet you didn't know that.

Oh, and I saw where Brett Kavanaugh released several pages of his calendar from 1982...   First of all, keeping a copy of a 38 year old calendar is... odd.  The only calendars I save are those showing a little skin, and they're saved not because of my agenda, but because of said skin.  Believe me, I'm telling you the whole truth.  I suppose releasing his calendars is supposed to prove he is wholly innocent... not quite.  First of all, the notes on them look to have been written by a 12 year old, not a high school student.  I do not know now, nor will I probably ever know, the senior who's excited to be going to summer camp.  Secondly, if he actually was that excited to be going to summer camp, would he list a ' drunken party' party for the following week?  In fact, when I was in high school most parties weren't planned, they more, or less, happened.  There is the possibility, however, that the drunken orgies only happened in the calendar months he kept back.  Thirdly, and this is probably the most important fact, and really has nothing to do with his calendar, one of his good friends, one of the guys he hung around with was... a drunk.  Red blooded, all American boys don't hang around with drunks.  Drunks hang around with drunks.  

We will never know the whole truth about that year.  What we do know is that Kavanaugh hung around with drunks, and got drunk, and went to parties specifically to get drunk, and probably to get laid.  He did the same thing in college.... got drunk.  Now he's lying about those days.  Did he forcefully try and rape Christine Blasey Ford?  Personally, I believe her account is more whole than his.  He, like his calendar, excludes everything which doesn't make him seem wholesome.  What percentage of what he says is the truth?  2%?  1%?  Or, has he skimmed most of the truth away?