With Friends Like These

We had rain all day yesterday, that continued into the night.  The temps stayed rather warm, which is good.  Even though Spring is only 2 weeks away, we are still in winter,  That means temp swings can happen at a moment's notice.  I understand one is approaching us, but won't be here until next weekend.  This coming week our daily highs will be in the mid to upper 60s (f), and possibly, for a day or two, in the low 70s (F).  Now, isn't that fine?

And yesterday, because of the rain, turned into one of those nappy days.  I baked bread in the morning, got my haircut, and did some shopping, but then I whittled away the afternoon working on the edit and taking naps.  To me it seemed as though I took lots of naps, though a lot of The Body in 4:$ time got edited as well. 

Howie, who usually has no problem going out when it rains, wasn't too happy.  Most of my backyard was a shallow pond and while he doesn't mind getting rained on, he seems to developed a dislike to wading.  

I did get my haircut.  I was in the shop for about 7 minutes.  My stylist was not chatty, a good thing.  However, shortly after I sat down in the chair another customer entered and he was.  It took him and his stylist about 30 seconds to blow a simple hello into a full fledged BFF gossip session.  I laughed, even though I kept telling myself that he might be enjoying the only bit of socializing he gets.  What a shame that would be if it were true.

And Kristi Noem was... demoted yesterday.  

People are saying she was fired, and that brings a lot of joy to many Americans, but in all actuality this was a lateral move to another position the Orange Anus created just for her.  That's right, she's still on the payroll and you tax dollars are still paying for hair extensions.  Some are saying that she wasn't happy, yet I suppose it was either move to the new job or try experimenting with defenestration.  Her replacement, Markwayne Mullins isn't any better.  They share the same IQ and, like Noem, will have absolutely no problem following Stevie Miller's orders.

And here's a bit of breaking news:  it seems as though the Ruskies are providing Iran with the coordinates for our ships, and planes, and automobiles.  Well, maybe not the cars.  Troop locations, when Orangie and Kegbreath send in ground forces, will also be duly noted on Iranian maps.  If you weren't expecting this, then you certainly haven't been paying attention to world politics over the past decade or so.  Surprise, Russia and Iran are BFF!

Snow Dog... Not

We did get snow.  Out totals are close to the final prediction of between 9 and 12 inches.  I'd say we got about 10 inches.  Snowplows have cleared a single lane down the middle of the street.  Our temps will be staying in the middle teens (F) for the next week, with our average daily high around 19 (F).  While being cold, we will have full sunshine on most of those days and that will have a melting effect.  Next week our temps will climb into the mid to upper 20s (F).  My hopes for this being a moderate winter are fading. 

And for those of you who were expecting me to tell you that Howie finds the snow a rousing delight, I'm going to disappoint you.  My character Eli, in my books, has a favorite word.  He says it frequently.  "Shit."  Well, that seems to be Howie's view of the snow.  Every time I open the door, he sits there staring out and by his look I can tell you he's thinking the doggy version of "shit."  You see, the snow has done that dastardly thing of covering up his sticks and stones.  I suspect he will despise it even more once the surface gets a crust.

Some of my neighbors shoveled themselves out yesterday.  I waited for this morning.  The temps have actually stayed the same, hovering at 16 (F), so it's not like it got colder overnight.

Most of yesterday I played a video game.  I also made salmon patties, similar to hamburgers but with salmon.  Big mistake.  Now the house smells of fried fish.  

And I do work today.  Right now I'm planning on going into the store.  This will be 6 hours of me getting paid to sit at the flooring desk.

Here's a pic of a snow covered Howie with a little stick he found.

I understand that the Orange Anus is revisiting the murder of Alex Pretti because...  half the nation believes Puppy Killer Noem and munchkin General Bovino are simply lying.  We've already seen the TACO effect in regards to his vile comments about Europeans fighting in Afghanistan.  That took a day before someone using his name put out a statement that NATO troops were honorable fighters in the war that wasn't a war.  Rumors are flying that Noem is going to be thrown under the bus, but not the munchkin general.  The rising anger in America is quite palpable.  While Orangie may shriek that he has the highest approval ratings ever, there are those in his administration who know the truth.  Republican Senators and Congressmen are beginning to know the truth.  So, there's a good chance they will sacrifice Noem in the hopes of stanching the flow of Republican voters.  These are amateur fascists at best and they simply do not know what in hell they're doing.

And for those who didn't hear, evidently Orangie is suing the NYT because they posted about his approval ratings being in the gutter.  

 

Wicked For Good

Well, we a definitely below freezing here in Central Pa.  The outside temp when I woke up this morning was 28 (F) and that does fall into the temp category called cold. Brrr.  The high this afternoon is predicted to be in the mid 30s (F), so things will begin to melt.  Believe me when I tell you that is a good thing.  Howie thinks chunks of ice make great toys, and so brings them into the house, where they always make their way into the sink.  He likes to chew on ice, like some people I know.

Yesterday became one of the meh Wednesdays.  I did get some things done around the house, including a morning workout.  Mostly, it was with bands, no dumbbells.  I've been playing around with bands for a number of years now and, to be honest, my interest in them has stretched pretty thin.  And so, I've begun looking at a small piece of weight equipment.  Dick's has something that looks interesting for around $400.  Size, as always, is important.  If I do buy something, it will need to fit in the room.  They have one on display at the local store, so tomorrow I'll drive over and take a look at it since I have to go their to pick up another container of whey.

I went to see Wicked For Good last evening.  I liked it.  I did have an issue with the fact that they tried to take a 50 minute, 2nd act of a Broadway musical and stretch it out to 2 hours and 15 minutes.  Two new songs were written that didn't really move the story along.  They should have added more onto Alphaba's sister's story to explain why, without powers, she became known as the Wicked Witch of the East.  This was a good movie, but with a few cuts here and there, and a bit more information, it could have a very good movie.  Or, perhaps if they'd taken a little of the focus off the two main characters and put it elsewhere I wouldn't have had any issues.

As usual the Orange shit show continued yesterday.  The party of Selfishness and Greed is running full throttle and will do so until it gets stopped.  It simply boggles my mind that we can't go 24 hours without some ibt of breaking news that is more than jaw dropping.  The whole Kegsbreath problem is truly immense.  I don't think this idiot understands that he's going to go to jail for a very long time.  That happening will be one of many celebrations.  Noem, the puppy killer, thanking the Orange Anus for keeping hurricanes from hitting the American mainland?  Yes, she actually said that to him at his cabinet meeting, though he may not have been sleeping at the time.  She's going to jail, too.  Both she and Kegsbreath may end up being tried at The Hague for Human Rights Violations.  That would be really jolly.  And Orangie saying the affordability was a Democratic Hoax?  Baby, that sucker's priceless.   And what I find totally amazing is that with all of this shit swirling around them, the GOP, by all indications is moving farther to the Right.  They will continue to do so until America stomps the shit out of them.

Yesterday

Yesterday the temps did not get out of the 30s (F).  In fact, they will be hanging around the mid thirty mark until sometime tonight, at which point a Polar Vortex will moved through the area bringing snow.  Right now the projections are for between 1 and 4 inches.  Odds are the total snowfall will be on the lower end.  I'm looking forward to the snow, hoping we do get closer to the 3 or 4 inches.  Howie's now old enough, 16 months, to have fun.  We got a little last year, but a 5 and 6 month old puppy really gets no excitement from the little bit of snow that we had.

And I did work yesterday.  Surprise of surprises, a customer walked up to me and asked to sign up for a credit card.  That will make management happy.  That is the only way I sign people up.  I do not do as they want and ask every person I deal with to sign up.  I also got a lead, and a measure.  I didn't hit my sales goal, but I'm way ahead for the year so that's no problem.

Yesterday was also the last day I'll be working with one of my fellow specialists.  He's actually retiring.  He's already heard my spiel about not fully retiring.  He says he's planning on doing some volunteer work with the local theater company.  Unless he's doing something like set construction between shows, those hours will be limited.  He did leave the door open to returning and working part-time, so I think in a couple of months he'll be punching the clock again for a few hours a week.  While I don't mind sitting around for a day or so, after a week I'd be going bonkers with cabin fever.  Only time will tell.  Besides, he's one of my editors, so it's very unlikely he will disappear into the cracks.

Yesterday, being Sunday, there were a slew of talk shows with A list guests.  As might be expected, Orangie's administration was on the defensive because... well, what else is new?  One fact that wasn't seen was Kegbreath Hegseth.  After his "kill them all," comment surfaced, Orangie's group of sycophants is doing major damage control.  Tell me, do you think Hegseth really considered that the killing of wounded men struggling to survive in the Caribbean Sea might be an International War Crime?  Or course not, he's a drunken fratboy.  In an attempt to change the subject to something else, Kristi the puppy killer, Noem said she ignored rulings by an judge because he was "an activist judge."  I watched that clip and then asked a friend if she was really that stupid.  His response?  Yes.  And yesterday, once again, Orangie was answering questions on Air Force One and... well, once again he was angry, and confused, and lashed out at the reporter's questions.  He had an MRI but doesn't know if it was of his brain, or his heart, but he did Ace it with flying colors.  I've had an MRI and unless you're unconscious, you know what they're doing.  Don't worry, though, he said he's going to release it.  Don't hold your breath.

South of Midnight

 If Accuweather is correct, today's going to be filled with heavy humidity, the occasional shower, and what seems to be the ever present thunderstorm with torrential downpours.  We are in a flood watch.  My house is on the top of one of the highest hills around, if I have to deal with any floodwaters, they'll be in my basement.

I spent a full shift at the store yesterday and I only talked to two customers.  The first was an older woman from Trenton who was here helping her daughter put carpet in two of her rooms.  The second was a middle-aged woman and her mother.  Her main concern was the carpet padding.  The padding she was looking at was top of the line with a moisture barrier on the top.  She was concerned about spilling something on the carpet directly over a padding seam and having the spill soak through to her subfloor.  I told her not to worry, they tape the padding together to create a complete moisture barrier.  This was a non-issue that she chose to amplify, at least in her mind, into something major.

I started started a new game, South of Midnight, where I play a teenage black girl living in the bayous of Louisiana.  I've never played as a this type of character, so this is different.  The game is interesting.  The only drawback is that it uses the same game mechanics as Star Wars: The Last Jedi and I'm used to Skywalker running along walls, and double jumping.

And the Idiocracy from this administration's cup of incompetence continues to overflow.  Puppy Killer Noem was fact checked on Fox Entertainment about FEMA's terrible response to the floods in Texas.  I don't doubt Kristi was expecting some softly padded questions.  She evidently didn't get the memo that Fox Entertainment is now and has always been tabloid entertainment.  People dying because she was too busy playing dress-up is just the fodder they need to feed their regular audience.

The Epstein story has longer legs than Orangie want ever wanted.  He thought people would obey him when he said it's time to move on.  Frankie Graham's in the mix, too.  The fact that Orangie was most likely in the sex-trafficking business with Epstein makes both Frankie and his version of Christianity look bad.  Pammy Jo Bondi is also getting put under a microscope since she was the Attorney General of Florida over the years that Epstein had his business located in that state.  Was Pammy Jo on the take to turn her head?  Is that why she never prosecuted Epstein?  Stay tuned, this story is going to run Orangie straight to Hell.

 

Memorial Day, again

 Well, it's 50 (F) outside with the prediction that we should warm up into the 70s (F).  The original forecast had rain moving into the area sometime this morning and than hanging around until Friday.  That forecast has changed.  Skies are supposed to be overcast for much of the day, with the rain beginning to soak us tonight.  That's really the only change to our forecast; the rest of the week will be soggy.

I worked yesterday and, it being Memorial Day, they served us up food:  burgers and hotdogs.  As usual, I grazed... but not nearly as much as usual.  I'm attempting to cut back on the over ingesting of calorie high, non-nutritional snacky things.  The only thing cookies are really good at is growing your waistline unless, of course, you're an exercising dynamo.  While I do workout, I'm not burning up thousands of calories at a time.

Surprisingly, there were a number of customers in the store yesterday.  I got a measure.  Corporate did initiate a new policy which I'm not fond of': every hour on the hour our shoppers are informed that if they charge at least $300 on the orange credit card, they will get interest free financing for 6 months.  The more you charge, the longer the financing period.  While management is sticking to the line that these are just friendly reminders, I few these announcements as a not too subtle coercion.  

While I was folding laundry yesterday morning, Howie caught a fly.  I was just as surprised as he was.  He was quite pleased with himself as he jumped onto the bed with his little trophy, until... he opened his mouth just the tiniest of bits and the fly flew out onto the quilt.  He stared at it with a WTF look on his face for a second or two before it flew away.  

And for those of you who don't know, this is the Adyton at Delphi.  It might, perhaps, make a good place to hide.

And yesterday, being Memorial Day, the Orange Anus posted a hate message on Truth Social, all caps, of course.  Surprisingly, a few hours later is was deleted.  He evidently gave another rally shriek to celebrate memorial day.  Most Legacy media outlets no long carry his rants.  Fox does, but then Fox is pleased as shit that they're part of his new reality TV show:  The Prez.

I saw where Kristi, the Puppy Killer, Noem is somewhere is Arabia.  There are pics of her riding around on a camel looking rather Sheikish.  I don't know about you, but I suspect she's checking off every item she has on her bucket list.  Grift millions of dollars for a new plane?  Check.  Cosplay sheik?  Check.

Finally, one of the funniest things I saw this past weekend was Orangie's blow bro Putin told the world that Orangie is going through some Emotional Overload.  The jilt is in progress.

Oh, and a PS.  Elonia posted something about getting out of politics, that none of his suggestions are being enacted by Congress, that he too is being rejected.  That's bullshit.  This is what he really meant to say.  "I've stolen as much information as I will ever need, including all of your social security and nuclear information, and your government has signed so many deals and contracts that in reality I will be running your country forever."

Puppy Training

 It's a chilly 55 (F) outside and we have a steady drizzle.  Rain is expected today.  If the forecasters are correct we should be accumulating about 3/4 of an inch.  Looking at the Accuweather map, I can see that most of the heavier precipitation is to our north, still being overcast and cloudy with steady drizzle does not help when there is yardwork to be done.

Yesterday was busy.  Much of the morning was eaten up at the Firestone dealership where I sat for an hour and a half while they put new tires on my car.  I believe I got a deal on the tires, however, the two agents I dealt with a had used-car dealer approach to growing their sales.  The first had to do with my wheel alignment; it's off slightly.  Should I choose, I could pay an additional $520 to have that fixed.  He then added, "if you don't it might void your warranty."  Idiot.  The second tried to get me to sign up for a Firestone Visa card and unwanted pressure was applied.  There are two rebates available, he said, but I "lost one because I didn't sign up for the card."  The orange retailer does the same thing, if you sign up for a credit card you can get a coupon for up to $100 off your next purchase.  Idiots, both.

The new printer is set up and ready to go, so let the printing begin!

And this showed up in my Facebook account this morning.  A memory.  It's been 14 years since I stood at the base of the Eiffel Tower and took this picture.  It was a cool, breezy day in November since I was there to celebrate my birthday.

You know, I honestly wish we could go at least a day without there being a shit show in Washington.  Did everybody see that clip where Orangie finished talking to the press and turn to walk into a wall?  Here it is in case you missed it.

More people need to be talking about this and spreading the word.  When you're on Social Media and one of the Main Stream Media outlets posts a lie, give them a negative comment.  Learn how to use the algorithms to work against them, not for them.  Remember almost everything the MSM posts has a pro-Orangie bias.  They want access to him, to his shit-show. so never click on an article they might post. Go somewhere else, like Meidas Touch, these 3 brothers are great.  This is so much like puppy training.  You don't want your puppy to shit in your house, so you train him to take his shit outside.

Finally, is anyone out there truly surprised that Kristi Noem does not know what Habeas Corpus is?  Supposedly, she shed a tear because of her humiliation.  Nah, don't believe that for an instant.  That was her hidden rage that a sitting Congressman would humiliate her so bad in public.  I'm betting her maturity level is right down there with Nancy Mace's, who yesterday showed some sort of silhouette of her supposedly naked body in an attempt to humiliate her ex-boyfriend.   Dear Lord, what is wrong with these people?

Trump Bends Over

 We're under a flood warning.  Overnight we've had between 1 and 2 inches of rain, with possibly another inch on the way.  Today was supposed to be partially cloudy and warmer.  That forecast has been put on hold for the time being.  Right now the outside temp is 62 (F) and a drizzly, misty rain is falling.  Wonderful.

Yesterday was kind of a meh day.  That doesn't mean that I didn't do anything, I did.  I had lunch with my cousin and her husband.  Mexican.  I had a chicken chimichanga.  It was delicious.  We all had fried ice cream for desert.  I've had it before, and this was... not quite as good as I remember.  There was less crunch and not as much cinnamon.  We're planning on hitting a Russian restaurant next, some place called Tatiana's.  I will have to do a search and see what their menu looks like.

For some reason, perhaps boredom, about 2 hours after I was home I ate 2 large pieces of that pizza I made.  That was not a good idea.  Immediately afterwards I felt bloated, and that bloat hung with me for the rest of the evening.  Now my shoulders are a bit achy and there's a crankiness in my stomach.  Crap.  Was it something I ate?  I've had this before.  The crankiness as well as a pain in the upper left side of my chest and down my left arm.  Of course I thought the worst and made an appointment to see my doctor.  It turned out I was developing an ulcer, one that was not caused by the Orange Anus.

So, when I checked my bank account this morning, I discovered the great orange retailer is popping a special $$ into my account tomorrow, a day that isn't a payday.  I'm impressed, how about you?

The shit show was truly on display yesterday, from the Orange Anus kissing up the Saudis, to Kristi Noem being lectured, to Robert Kennedy Jr saying that people should not take advice from him when it comes to vaccines.

Noem was thanked for taking out from her constant costume changes and photo ops to come in to testimony.  She was totally unprepared to be questioned and looked like a petulant 14 year-old who's already had way to much plastic surgery refusing to answer, and when she did, she lied, and her lies were obvious and thrown back in her face.

There were outbursts during Kennedy's hearing, one happened when he was asked why he had stopped funding research for children's cancer.  Of course he denied doing so; I'm sure his brain worm must have cringed at the outburst.  He also denied saying that there were millions of dead fetus parts in the measles' vaccine, and there was another outburst.  His brain worm simply doesn't understand that everything this man says is recorded, and reported, and there is so much proof that he's lying.

And a funny thing about that Qatari jet; it seems as though they've been trying to sell it for 4 years and have had no luck getting a buyer.  Perhaps it's because no one wants to buy a flying, golden whorehouse.  Or maybe no one wanted to spend hundreds of millions of dollars refurbishing it.  So, basically what they did was dump it into Orangie's happy hands.  They know how to play this fool.

The truly funniest thing, however was Pete Buttigieg saying, "I may be gay, but Trumps the one who keeps bending over." 

Lessons

 Monday.  The heat dome is gone... supposedly.  Daily highs are predicted to hover in the mid to upper 80s (F).  I can deal with that.  During last weeks high temps, the window unit in the bedroom seemed to struggle at times.  It is over 4 years old, and honestly, I have no idea how long a window unit is supposed to last.  I also realized I should have a thermostat on the 2nd floor to regulate the Central Air.  my downstairs was comfortable, while the 2nd floor would have gotten stinky winky without the window units.

I worked yesterday.  8 hours.  It was boring.  It was the 4th day without our sales figures being updated, so no one knew how well, or how poorly they were doing.  The store figures updated, but our sales figures didn't.

Because the necessary people weren't working yesterday, I didn't get to tell them that I went with Aspen Home Improvement for my windows.  In some odd way, I'm really looking forward to giving them that news.  It's nice to strike out against corporate greed in the names of all those  Mom & Pop hardware stores that were shuttered into non-existence.

I've hit 2 glitches in my replay of Fallout 4, and so, at least temporarily, I've changed to games to Lords of the Fallen, another RPG.  As a result, I spent an hour last evening learning new controller mechanics.  This is a good thing.  Learning creates new neural pathways.  Never stop learning.  

And I suppose everybody knows Justin Timberlake was arrested for DUI.  The young officer who pulled him over had no idea who he was, so Justin is learning a difficult lesson.  Because Justin refused a breathalyzer test, we'll never have any idea just how drunk he was, that, in itself is a pretty good clue as to how intoxicated he was.  Anyway, I don't know his name, but this is the young officer who became a teacher to Timberlake.

And, supposedly, Kristi Noem hasn't received vetting paperwork for the VP position.  Can you hear me laughing?  This bimbo, who went full Trumper in her attempt to get selected, never had a chance, and it wasn't because she shot her dog.  Look at her.  She never realized that the dyed, long hair that supposed to make her look like she's 21, was all wrong.  She should have gone for the porn star look.

Who will be Trump's VP pick?  Well, he no longer has to appeal to the Evangelicals since so many of them have already sold him their souls.  Rubio might help him rack in the Hispanic vote.  Vance might help him rack in the white, hillbilly trash vote.  And Burgum?  He's quite and unassuming.  Supposedly it's between one of these three, so what you really need to do is ask yourself which one is most like Pence?  Which one will disappear into the woodwork?  has anybody learned their lessons?

The Cute... and not so cute

 So, here it is Monday, and we're under a dense fog advisory, and it is foggy, but not so much around my house.  Perhaps in low lying areas it's clustering like cotton balls, but up here on the hill in Enola we have nothing but wispiness. 

Retail was busy yesterday morning, mostly because one of my fellow associates called off and our aisle associate left early.  That meant me, myself, and I was the only specialist in the flooring department.  I dealt with a couple who set up a measure and nearly came to blows over the type of flooring they were going to install.  It's always odd when they argue in front of me.  They also had a problem setting up the measure date, first he was working, then she was working, and the dates they were available began to shrink.  They finally ended up setting themselves up for a measure on a Sunday, but after church. They were so disorganized.

There there was Seth and Steph.  Middle-aged, and cute as buttons.  They actually had a conversation about what carpet they were going to buy, and it was so casual, I almost felt like I was eavesdropping.  Damn!  If only I could write dialogue that good.

I began watching Dead Boy Detectives on Netflx.  It's interesting, but not what I was thinking it was going to be.  There are 2 dead young men who are ghosts, but instead of being in the UK, they've managed to get themselves stuck in a town in the state of Washington.  And there's an immortal witch, and a cat king.  It's cute, and will have no problem stretching the series out over several nights of viewing pleasure.

And on the not so cute side, Kristi Noem was attempting damage control yesterday and failing miserably.  Believe me, hilarity abounded on CBS, where she rotated one lie sloppily into another.  In her book she claims to have stared down Kim Dumb Chow of North Korea, but when pressed said that she wasn't going to go into specifics, but that she has met many world leaders.  She is a horse's ass.

And Timmy Scott was filling up his own diaper by refusing to say if he'd accepts a Trump loss in 2024.  He refused 5 times.  This desperate man is so full of shit, I'm surprised they make a diaper big enough to hold it all.

Nothing Is Close

 Tuesday.  I don't work.  Daytime temps over the next 3 days are going to hover in the mid 80s (F).  Today's the only one of those three that I have off.  I'm going to try and make the best of it.  I can hear yardwork calling my name.

Yesterday's retail world was slow, though I did manage to get 3 measures.  I only need one for the week.  I have some old quotes that I'm trying to cancel, since there's no response from the customers for over 3 weeks the assumption is made that they're not going to be forking over the bills to pay for the install.  A small problem has cropped up with this, however, corporate wants them to stay active for 90 days.  Sorry, I am not going to be harassing people for 3 months by leaving them voice mails and sending them emails.  I can't think of a better way to lose a future customer then by trying to contact them every 3 days.  

Last night when I got home from work, I spent some time talking to my neighbors.  She hates it here.  They're from a town called Lititz, which is 45 minutes away.  She doesn't know anybody here, and doesn't seem to want to go out of her way to make friends.  Her husband is another story.  He talks to people.  Walks their dog around the block.  She stays inside with the blinds drawn.  Because they come from a small town, they think 45 minutes is a long drive, it isn't.  It usually takes me 20 minutes to get to my sister's house, and she lives on the other side of the river.  Traveling distances increase when you move to a small city, and Harrisburg is well on its way to being a medium-sized city.  Nothing is close anymore.

I have baby peaches!  And baby spiders!

Trump's trial resumes today.  Will we once again get to see him sleeping his way through another day of testimony?  There is a good likelihood that's going to happen.  Rather than have rallies on his three day weekend, he decided to go golfing instead.  You wouldn't think that would be exhausting, knowing how he cheats, but I'm sure to his addled brain it must be torturesome.  

And word came out that Noem included the story of her shooting her dog to appeal to the Orange Anus.  That, in itself, tells you how screwed up these people truly are.  She evidently didn't realize how such a heinous act would impress upon America just how big of a loser she is.  Of course, she doubled down on her story, again, and again, and again, because to do otherwise might show weakness, and there's no way Trump would choose her for his VP if she demonstrated a lack of a spine.  She is a loser.