Up Front

Well, it's Friday and I get to go back to work.  I'm so excited, in case you didn't know.
I watched some of the drone footage from the Florida panhandle - When there is only a concrete pad left, you know people have lost everything.  I feel bad for them, but then that is the price some will pay for living on the shore.  With rising seas caused by Global Warming, that land will be underwater in a number of years, which makes one ponder if those people are foolish enough to rebuild.
And I see that there some problems down in George with voter registration.  Seems like the white Secretary of State, who's also running for Governor, is trying to stymie an increased number of black people who want to vote.  Of course, he's shrieking "no, no, no."  Hahaha.  Of course he is.  Or maybe I should say "they are."  You know?  Those white Republicans who are terrified of colored skin.  And it's not only black skin that scares them, brown is not too popular either.  The last thing those white Republicans want is a black Governor.  That idea simply horrifies them.  If they could rewrite the genetic code to make 'white skin' the dominant gene, they would.  Sadly for them, however, no matter how desperate they are to play God, they can't.  If they fine their future so unbearable, maybe they should move some place else.
And I saw something really funny regarding the Idiot Jerk's trophy wife, Melanoma.  Evidently some fool asked her if his infidelities bothered her.  Her response was something about being "too busy" changing my wardrobe to think about it.   Well, that's not exactly what she said.  The "too busy" was her, the wardrobe thing was me... still, think about it.  I mean, excuse me, but she's been bought and paid for, and her purchase price included "not giving a shit."  I can't believe some sort of bumblehead believes there is some sort of love between her and the Idiot Jerk.  Well, there is in a way.  It's there love of $$$.  That's the only thing they have in common.  She was a model / high class hooker at one time, so she doesn't care who bangs her as long as she gets the cash up front.

Sign this

Well, it's Thursday.  I don't have to work today.  That doesn't mean I'm going to sit around on my ass.  Nope.  I'm going to clean: dusting and vacuuming, and doing laundry, you know, the fun things in life.
Some bones are defrosting in the refrigerator for the dogs.  Yes, they get real bones.  Cooked of course, because I don't want any blood smears on the carpet.
It's also raining.  The temperature is going to begin to drop.  We're supposed to hit 77 (F) today, but that might not happen.  From tomorrow on we're not supposed to warm up past the mid 60's (F).  I'm fine with cooler temps.  This past summer has been hot and humid with constant showers.  Looks like the summer of 2018 is one for the record books.  Without the chance to dry out, mosquitoes are bad... really bad.  They're in the store.  Repellent was marked down for employees.  Sitting at the Flooring Desk, I watch them flying around.  Holy Shit.  We need the cold weather to kill them all off.
I find it interesting that Michael slammed across Florida yesterday causing mucho grande destruction and all the Idiot Jerk did was hold a rally in Erie for Loser Lou Barletta.  He does know how to spew out anger and hatred, doesn't he?  More chants of "lock her up."  Your blue vote is the only way to seam his mouth shut once and for all.
There was an odd moment yesterday at work.  An associate of mine came up to me with a copy of "The Body on the Lawn" and asked me to sign it for him.  Nothing like this has every happened to me before.  I said sure.  What I was really thinking was "what the hell do I say?  Thank you for buying my book?"  He asked me how many copies I'd sold so far and seemed surprised when I told him I don't know.  I don't look.  For some that number is very important, the higher the better.  This is how the reading public grades you.  No one wants a bad grade.  Someday I'll look.  I did manage to get my picture snapped holding a copy.

And for those interested, I have started taking notes on my next project.  I'm thinking a quick field trip to the catacombs of Paris might be necessary.

Storming the Conservatives

For who don't know, sometime today Mike is going to slam into the panhandle of Florida.  Right now he's a category 4.  Will he be downgraded to a 3 or a 2?  There's a possibility, though not necessarily a probability.  The 2 a distinctly different.  As I was reading about the very serious, very dangerous storm, I thought I'd look at the map of Florida and see where exactly impact was going to be the most destructive.

WOW!

For those who don't know, down in Florida they call that part of the state "The Little Riviera."  Money, you know?  Big money.  Big Conservative Money.  The kind of money that loves the Idiot Jerk in the White House because... well, as everybody knows, money begats money, begats money.  Just like in the old, old days when who begat who, and what begat what, was important.  Interesting.  Pondering this, I decided to probe a little deeper.  Maybe look at the election results for the 2016 decent into evil.  Holy Shit.

Looks as though Mike is aiming directly for those most Conservative of counties.  In fact, that whole coastline is solidly Republican.  Yes sir, that is Trumpland.  Sure, there is a democratic county north of the coastline, they will get a lot of wind and rain, however the brunt of Mike isn't going to hit them.  The real destruction will happen along the coastline... just in time for midterms.

I suspect this is what Blue Justice looks like.

Oh, and Nikki Haley resigned yesterday.  Could she be thinking of a presidential run in 2020?  I can't even begin to imagine the Republican blood bath is she does.

Johnny Depp murdered The Lone Ranger

As I as looking through various headlines on the MSNBC web one in the Entertainment section caught my eye.  Evidently Johnny Depp is considering giving up acting.  I was truly surprised, you see I thought he'd given it up years ago.  Not that he wasn't appearing in movies, it just seemed as though each character he supposedly was playing need to be more outlandish then the last; the make-up needed to be odder.  In fact, movies in which he wasn't over the top did very poorly at the box office, even one in which he was paired with Angelina Jolie missed the mark.  He became very good at creating caricatures rather then characters. This is not a good thing to build a career on.  People do get tired of seeing weird.  I'm sure Michael Bay thought old Johnny had the Midas touch - boy was Michael Bay wrong.  The instant Dark Shadows started dying at the box office they should have put a halt to the production of The Lone Ranger, of course they didn't. 

No matter how pretty the hero, the guy with the bird on his head is always going to steal the scene.

When they decided to cover his face with make-up to hide the fact that he was not Native American, someone should have told them they had a problem.  When they decided to turn The Lone Ranger into a buddy movie, someone should have tapped them on the shoulder and reminded them just what the movie was titled.  I have some friends who see just about everything which gets released and they chose not to go because "it's more about Tonto."  In the original TV series Clayton Moore was the lead and Jay Silverheels was relegated to sidekick status.  Of course, that wouldn't work for either Johnny Depp or Michael Bay.  Tonto needed to have star status.  I think it's funny that somebody actually thought that make-up was a good idea.  I think it's sad that's how they wanted to Tonto to be played.  I think they're probably reeling at Disney how their concept of Tonto killed the movie.  I'm sure Johnny Depp stepped into this role believing he was going to be the greatest Tonto of all time.  Truthfully?  It was Johnny Depp who murdered The Lone Ranger

If Halle Berry calls, don't answer

A friend of mine wanted to go see The Call, with Halle Berry and pestered me in a kind way to go along with her.  After much trepidation, I agreed; you see I'm not a big fan.  While I'm not going to say the movie was a complete disappointment, it did suffer terribly from stupidity.  First of all, it's a chick-flick thriller.  Definition:  the only male character with any real screen time is the serial killer.  Secondly, there is so much dumb stuff happening on the screen I was more dumbfounded then entertained.  During a training session a stupid, male trainee asks stupid male questions which seemed to have been written in order for Ms Berry to show she has spunk when it comes to dealing with stupid males.  Let me tell you, I've worked in HR and any trainee who asks the questions he asked would not have a job very long.  There was a scene where where a screw driver is used to open paint cans in the closed trunk of a Toyota Camry, not always an easy task but even more difficult when done in the dark.  Let's see, someone drops a cell phone in a hole in the ground and then climbs down a ladder to get.  Even my friend admitted that was really, really stupid.  Even though the film was evidently meant to showcase Ms Berry's acting abilities, the one character who actually came across as 3 dimensional was... the serial  killer.

At first they don't show you his face, but when they do the first thought to go through your head is "holy shit, this guy looks normal."  Played by Michael Eklund, the serial killer looks like you next door neighbor.  Not only does he look like him, he lives in an upper middle class neighborhood.  You learn he's a Med Tech working at a hospital.  You get to meet his wife and two sons.  He had a beautiful sister whose death from cancer is the root of his psychological problems.  With all of the depth to his character, you can only wonder why the writers didn't do the same with Ms Berry.