Reuben

 Rather than continuous rain yesterday, our showers (and they were just showers) were spotty throughout the day.  The temps were cool, but not cold.  Today we're supposed to get more sunshine, with the temps holding steady in the mid 60s (F).  Tomorrow, however, rain is again in the forecast.  

Biggie had a bit of an episode last evening which was, I suspect, related to his Cushing's Disease.  His most frequent symptom is an episode of heavy panting which last about ten minutes .  The vet told there's nothing wrong with him, this is just the result of his pituitary working just a little too much.  Still, it is a bit offsetting at times.

Yesterday was good for me at work.  Another $6,000 carpet sale and another measure.  I'm actually doing better than one of the full time associates.  Management is very happy with me.  

My new glasses have arrived. The ones with the clear lenses.  The pair with the yellow lenses will be used for backup purposes, should I need them.  They were, unfortunately, a waste of money.  

Dinner last evening was a Reuben sandwich.  Tasty.  I slow roast my corned beef until it's quite tender.  Yum, yum.

The Orange Anus had a rally yesterday in Waco, Texas.  Honestly, I just didn't want to take the time to find out what he was saying.  I did see some sort of horseshit that brain dead Ted Nugent was there spitting out some sort of lies that floated through the audience like over-buoyant turds.  The only thing of interest I did see was his failure to mention either Ted Cruz or Greg Abbott.  Those 2 have become political enemies since they now support DeSantis. 

Mostly people seem to be waiting for the New York Grand Jury to reconvene.  People are hungry for an indictment, even centrist Republicans.  I don't doubt many of them realize that the party will be torn asunder, however, it won't be until afterwards that the rebuilding can commence.  I don't doubt that the future Republican party will be kinder and gentler, and oh so very much weaker.   

  

That self-serving Bitch

 We've got a sunny Friday outside.  Again, the temps are forecast to rise into the low 50s (F), which is not bad for this time of the year.  Predictions are that we're supposed to stay this warm until the middle of next week, then temps just might drop.  That's okay.

I talked to the Vet last night about Biggie.  I nixed the idea of doing an ultra-sound on his belly.  There is only a 15% chance this little tumor he has is located on his adrenal glands.  Instead, I'm opting for the low-dose dexamethasone test, which has good results at locating the location.  Two days after the bloodwork is completed, he should be on meds.  

Cori, my cover artist, informed me yesterday that the cover for The Body Under Ice should be ready next week.  I'm finishing up the last chapter.  Then there will be a revision; I have notes on some changes that need to be done before it goes through the editor.  As in the past, I'll be looking for 2 blog readers who want to provide input before the final draft gets published.  As payment, these readers get an autographed paperback copy. They are on a schedule though, meaning it's not something you can take your time to leisurely read through.  Interested people should contact me through the email address I have listed in my profile.

And now, about this self-serving Bitch.

She changed her party designation to Independent.  Honestly, when I saw that this morning I wasn't surprised in the least bit, however, I did blurt out two words: that Bitch.  Comments I've seen in the Washington Post, and the NYT have almost all focused on the fact that she's always been self-serving, prioritizing her own need for attention over everything else.  She doesn't give press conferences, doesn't openly seek the limelight, but everyone is always talking about her.  The minute Warnock won, she became irrelevant.  She could be ignored.  No one was ever going to be wondering what Sinema was going to do, or if she was going to vote with her party, never again.  She would be just another Democrat.  So, what does this self-serving Bitch do?  She changes party.  Sorry, but congressman who change parties halfway through their terms are always asswipes.  By getting elected, Sinema made a commitment to the people of Arizona who gave her their votes that she was going to represent them.  Now, she's done something worse than simply ignoring those voters, she has dismissed their importance with a simple 'fuck you.'  And it puts her in the spotlight.  Paraphrasing Steven Beschloss, she has put herself on a whole new level of attention whore.  Some are saying she changed to Independent in an attempt to save her political career.  What career?

Cushing's Disease (syndrome)

 Well, it's Wednesday and more rain is expected today.  Buckets, perhaps.  Yesterday was dismally gray, with drizzles and mist.  Sitting at my PC and looking out the window, it's foggy and I can hear the rain upon the roof.  The temps are predicted to climb into the mid 50s (F), which is good.  It's nice not having the furnace running constantly to heat the house.

With the new washer and drying connected to LG, I can track the power usage.  I'm can use that to compare the usage PP & L is recording to see how much I'm saving. Three loads of laundry yesterday = 2.06 KW less than the 3 loads using the old washer / dryer.  That's a nice saving every month.

Results are back from Biggies bloodwork.  They are fairly certain he has Cushing's Disease.  Boxers are one of the 5 species of dogs in which it is prevalent, and usually it shows up when they are 8 years old, or older.  Biggie will be 8 on Christmas day.  There is an 85% chance that he has a tiny tumor on either his pituitary or one of his adrenal glands which is pumping out cortisol at a high rate.  With treatment, he should be around 2 - 2.5 more years.  The average boxer lives to be twelve years old, but Biggie is twice the size of your average boxer, so I always figured he be around for 10 years.  The Vet told me the treatment is about equal to one of my social security checks.  Since all I'm doing is banking them now, I'm opting for the treatment.

Warnock won.  I didn't think the race would be this close, believing he'd win by a much larger margin.  Still, a win is a win.  Walker conceded shortly after the race was called, I'm betting he was highly relieved. His campaign did do what it was intended to do, knock some of the wind out of Warnock's sails, though in the end I'm sure white, evangelical conservatives are sorely disappointed they don't have a puppet they can employ.

Oh, and the Trump organization is guilty of tax fraud.  No surprise there, well, there is a bit of one.  The fact that there was a conviction is important.  The Orange Anus knew what was going on, but I believe it was his spawn, Ivanka Danka, Donnie Jr., and Eric the Dumb, and I may be wrong here, who share the blame.