Cleaning Up

Well, it's Sunday and I'm thinking of calling off from work today.  I have a very good reason - it's raining.  That may seem like a paltry reason, but footsteps are always down in "big box" stores on Sundays.  And rain?  That's just one more reason to stay home and watch organized sports on TV.  Believe me, if a local team is being televised people stay home to watch.  And, living in Central PA, I am in the Shangrila of localized sports zones.  Don't believe me?  Hahahaha (evil laugh).  Phillie is 2 hours away:  Eagles, Phillies, and Flyers, and 76'ers.  Baltimore is 55 minutes away:  Ravens and Orioles.  Pittsuburgh is 3.5 hours away:  Steelers, Pirates, and Flyers, and Penguins.  New Jersey has the Nets.  Washington DC has the Nationals... I think they're playing in the World Series, and they're a little over an hour away.  I'm not including New York because it's a 4.25 hour drive from where I live.  However, we don't have a professional cycling team... and that really sucks!
Anne Marie recommended Dr. Squatch as a replacement for my body wash... soap.  They make great commercials.  Here's the one they put out for their shampoo and conditioner.

They're a bit pricey:  $10 for a 3 oz bar (which is supposed to last for 2 weeks).  I ordered a test bar.  I also ordered a test bar of Marlowe, a bit less pricey at $8 for 7 oz.... Both are cruelty free, however, I'm getting some real conservative vibes from the Marlowe website.  Even if it's advertised as being exfoliating, you know there's no way it can remove much of the dirt from a Conservative's skin.  We'll see.

I understand the Idiot Jerk in the White House is planning on making some sort of big announcement this morning.  No, it's not the one you're hoping for.  It seems that some of our troops, with the help of the SFD Kurds (you know, the Kurds who are not our allies?) killed one of the leaders for ISIS.  I suspect he's going to try and pull a Zelda Rubenstein on the American people on the subject of ISIS.

Damn, the Idiot Jerk in the White House could swim in Dr. Squatch or Marlowe and never, ever be clean.

I think they're in the Ceiling

I finished quite a few of the chores on my list yesterday, and still managed to get a nap in as well.  More importantly, I got a really good ride in.  16.1 miles, with lots of hills, one of which has a 17% grade.  I was pedal pushing!  Here's my route:

And here's the link if you want to see my stats.

I've finally finished the chapter where Bobby dances at the Long Branch.  Originally I had planned to use lyrics from an Owen Pallet song as background.  Well, that changed.  Things always do.  I chose something more appropriate, a song by the group The Score.

And I'm moving into Chapter 25 tentatively called... I think they're in the Ceiling, but, like everything else, that may change.
I guess Fiona Hill testified yesterday at the impeachment hearing.  More bad news for Rudy the G.  Even John Bolton was... alarmed.  Of course, I saw this and had to laugh.

Can we be honest here?  I mean, don't they all look like Russians?  

And, speaking of the Idiot Jerk, I guess he said something like "well, let the Russians, or the Syrians, or the Chinese protect the Kurds," and that ain't going over too well with his base.  You see, they still don't understand who he's answering to... I mean, look at the picture above.