When you hit middle age you really only have two choices: you can get fat and lazy until you roll over and die, or you can can get off your ass and do something, like maybe ride a bike.
Bluntness
I've also been told I have little tact, so if this offends you simply ride on.
Well, we are halfway through the Labor Day Weekend. The temps are supposed to be quite warm, meaning in the mid 90s (F) and that means my Central Air might actually have to work. That's fine. I don't mind if we have a few warm days.
Business was fairly slow yesterday, and it will be even slower today. Tomorrow? it's anybody's guess simply because there is this mindset out there that holidays equate to big sales for everything. For appliances? Yes. For flooring? No. Now that doesn't mean online products might be reduced, corporate does that sometimes, they just don't drop them in the stores. As you might expect, with the kitchen redo coming up, tomorrow I'm going to be purchase my sink and dishwasher, though I'll have to check. Sometimes you can't get your military discount if there's a big sale going on, corporate sees that as double dipping.
For dinner last evening I had a 3 bean salad with Romano cheese. Tasty!
And there was a bit of a rumble yesterday as Donald, the Orange Anus, Trump threw his son Eric, the dumb, under the bus. I do believe the infighting in the Trump family is going to be horrendous. Anyway, during deposition for his New York trial, the OA said that Eric was the one who had "ultimate decision-making authority" with the Trump Organization's business decisions because the OA was far too busy doing other things. This makes Eric the front man and the one totally responsible for all of the lies and deceit. So, will Eric fight back? There is a possibility since he is the spawn of the spawn of Satan.
Yesterday was different, somehow oddly out of sync. I took a friend for an out patient procedure in the morning which was supposed to take about 3 hours... well, I was called after and hour and told the procedure was complete. I budgeted for 3 and used 1.5. I expected to have to sign for my Xbox Series X when it arrived... not the case. I received a text telling me my new, expensive console was sitting on my front porch. Oh, and speaking of the Xbox Series X: Lily found the console fascinating, even though she can't play... no fingers.
And nutritionally speaking, yesterday was also a bust. I ended up eating taquitos and hot dogs. So much for my street cred on being a healthy eater. Well, it happens to the best of us now and then.
My Xbox Series S has been reset and is ready to go to it's new owner. That will happen Sunday.
I didn't use the treadmill at all. I told myself I was taking a rest day. I then felt slightly guilty because I know how much it helps. I can feel a bike ride coming up soon.
And then there was this about the use of burner phones on January 6. No wonder Loser #45's team is desperately trying to keep the communications logs for that infamous day cloaked in Executive Privilege. Some how I doubt very much if Eric was calling out to a rioter asking him to pick up a pizza (no mushrooms) for the coup party that evening.
Finally, I have to mention Sean Parnell, the Trump backed candidate who wanted to take over Pat Toomey's seat. My, his campaign ended with a terrible thud after custody of his two children was handed over to his wife. You see, Sean has a problem with verbal and physical abuse, two of the many things Republicans will overlook in a marriage. Remember, they're the patriarchal party. Except, this sort of shit doesn't play well with voters. So, Sean is gone. Tough shit.
Yesterday was rainy... Occasionally there were times of spotty drizzle, a misty dampness clinging to the lenses of your glasses you are forced to smudge away with a swipe of your forefinger. And still, I took the dogs for a walk. Even Biggie will go for a walk as long as it isn't a steady rain.
Otherwise, all I did was a spot of cleaning and a couple loads of laundry. I'm in the process of switching to my new schedule: sleeping a bit later. And I did go to the gym this morning. Only for about 20 minutes. It's on my schedule for Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Sundays. My only issue was that a couple had set up shop around one of the machines I like to use. Setting up shop means they brought over several sets of dumbbells, had their towels, their beverages, and had decided they were going to do their workout in that one spot.
The tree I ordered is 'out for delivery.' That was faster then I had been expecting. The fairy ornament I had ordered arrived yesterday. He is bigger than I was expecting, at least 8 inches. Of course, there's nothing wrong with large ornaments.
I saw where one of the Idiot Jerk's spawn, Eric, cancelled a visit to a gun shop in Michigan once it was discovered that an employee was part of that group of domestic terrorists who planned to kidnap the Governor.
And the Idiot Jerk is back on the campaign trail. He held a maskless rally yesterday in Florida. One thing you can count on, his attorneys will challenge every state in which Biden wins, even in a landslide victory. He will never concede, that would make him a loser. How do we make him pay? Sign onto his Twitter account and every 20 seconds Tweet one word at him. Loser! You can bet he'll shut that account down faster than he guzzles a Diet Coke.
And finally, the sham hearing began yesterday for Coney-Barrett. She sat there arrogantly wearing her mask believing God had put her in this position for a purpose. Well, we all know she's wrong. We all know she's Cracker Jack Crazy. As for the hearing? Cory Booker summed it up perfectly. A minority group of people is desperately trying to shove their socially conservative beliefs down America's throat. "This is not Normal." He repeats that phrase several times. We must stop them now.
Crap, I got home yesterday prepared for a ride... and the bluetooth wasn't cooperating. Since I tend to lack patience on certain things, I find issues like this time consuming. In the end, it turned out to be a fixable problem with the radio transmitters of my Ant +, the dongle that connects to my Tacx.
It's Italian food day at work today. Chicken Parmigiana, or Vegetarian Lasagna... and one other entre are on the menu. I hope they have cannolis. Tomorrow it's supposed to be Ice Cream day... and I don't believe we're talking about simple cones or sandwiches here. Can't wait to find out.
I realized this morning I'd forgotten to respond to your comments yesterday... the bike thing took almost an hour to resolve. Damn! And by then I had to move down to the kitchen to cook. Using the rest of the taco beef and rice, I made stuffed peppers.
Two are in the freezer, one will be Monday's lunch.
And I see where the Idiot Jerk is going to nominate a Cracker Jack Crazy Christian to the Supreme Court. He's going to give his ultra-conservative base everything their dirty, little hearts crave. I believe most of us knew this was going to happen. This is part of his deal with the devil. Power needs to be taken away from this minority group, other wise they will destroy the country, preferring some dystopian horror to democracy. I think Joe Scarborough has a pretty good idea what's going to happen. Every one of their evils will be undone. For some of them, reality is going to be cruel. They deserve it. They are selfish, uncaring, and unsympathetic. We are seeing the culmination of the Reagan lie, that the country is overwhelming conservative. The time has come to end it and send their despot fleeing to Russia. We need to teach them a terrible lesson. Good.
This is amusing: Lindsey Graham appeared on Fox pleading for Cash. His campaign is in trouble. Woe is me, Lindsey Belle. This loser doesn't understand he's going to be sent packing back to Hell with his boss by the voters of South Carolina. It's time to put the champagne on ice.
Finally, I saw where the Idiot Jerk's #2 spawn, Eric has said his father would accept a peaceful transition if the voters "blow him out of the water." Eric... start packing now.
