Riding On

Well, it's Sunday and I have to start off with a little bit of a correction.  Last evening I was informed that I have been pronouncing Demon Nunes last name incorrectly.  I was saying Nunes as nuns... you know, the ladies who used to wear black dresses but who now where frilly patterns?  Wrong.  His name is actually pronounce 'new - nez.'  Nez is the french word for nose.  Literally, you could say his name is Demon Newnose.  I just thought you might find that interesting.
At the store, our aisles are littered with Black Friday boxes.  There was a time when everything was kept secret.  Large swaths of 8mm black plastic were used to cover all of the 'special deals.'  Secrecy was important.  The idea was to make our customers curious enough to show up bright and early on Black Friday.  That is no longer the case.  We now open at our regular time.  That extra, earlier hour was not adding enough buckos to our sales to justify the payroll expense.  Now we let people know what our specials are going to be, though to be perfectly honest, nothing is a real deal, unless you're shopping for an appliance.
So, Rouvy added some new rides... in Switzerland... in the Alps.  This one looks really nice.  It's Sustenpass.  I showed it to a friend at work and he said... "Dave, that's a big f*****g hill!"  I corrected him of course.  "Nope," I said, "that's a mountain."  Here's a little video showing off the beauty and majesty of this ride.

I only have one question... I didn't know Sherlock Holmes fell to his death.

  

Nothing Stops

Well, I tried to trim my eyebrows yesterday with my Braun shaver (it has a trimmer for sideburns).  Not a good idea.  Half of my right eyebrow is now gone and my left has two ends but no middle.  This means I'll have to be wearing my large frame glasses until they grow back.
Oh, and I do have to work today.  I will admit that the temptation is there to call off, that would give me 10 days off in a row, but I will not give in because... well, there are some things I need to pick up at the store and I don't want to have to run over during 'vacation time.'
What will I do during my vacation - well, most likely nothing too relaxing.  Hopefully by the time I head back to work, the boarder will be removed from the dining room and the ceiling painted.  The boarder is grapes and grapevines, which 18 years ago seemed stunning and now looks dated.  The ceiling?  Well, even though it's rather abstract looking, a long time ago I painted a tree on my dining room ceiling.

Time has not been kind to the 113 year old horsehair plaster.  To patch and repair it would be a monumental task.  There's no way I could match up the colors from so long ago, so I chose a nice buttery color.  The walls are going to be a dark bluish green, and the trim will all be a light tan color.  Hopefully everything will be done by June.
Will I miss my 'tree' ceiling?  Not really.  Change is essential.  Besides, I'm looking forward to something different.  At some point in the future, after the dogs are all gone, I will probably sell and the new owners will do as they want.  Everything is in transition, nothing stops.  The sameness some find essential will flutter away.
Anyway, the Stock Market had a little bit of a bounce back yesterday.  The Idiot Jerk's administration is jettisoning wife beaters, now why isn't that surprising?  Oh, and the Idiot Jerk is not going to declassify the Democratic rebuttal to the Nune's memo.  This man is so damn stupid.  Didn't his attorney's advise him that this is the behavior exhibited by guilty people?  But then this is also a standard pattern for him, trying to turn the tables on the prosecution, make them look like the guilty party.  He will keep doing the same thing, over and over again without ever understanding that in the end he will always fail.  Nothing stops.

Messages abound

It's Sunday, and I don't have to go to work... and there is so much funny shit going on!  Mostly because of stupid ass Republicans.  I'm waiting to see a cartoon inspired by this headline:  Paul Ryan Tweets PA Teacher's Praise for Tax Break.  That's right, a teacher in Lancaster, PA was 'mildly surprised' to find an additional $1.50 per week in her pay check.  Of course, he deleted the Tweet, but only after the hysterical laughter had started.  This is indicative as to what these morons believe satisfies the average worker when it comes to getting a "Tax Break."  By the way, I first saw while reading the BBC this AM - this means the whole world is laughing.
Then there's the Idiot Jerk tweeting some sort of nonsense about the Nunes memo vindicating him.  You don't even need to cup your hand to your ear to hear about 67% of America laughing at that one.  This is an ideal example of just how much of a cretin this man is, I mean I'm sure those fools at Faux News started this knee slapper going.  We all know Faux News wouldn't lie to him.
And how about Melanoma's media moments, when the media tried to make you feel sorry for her?  Give me a break.  She was bought and paid for at the Trophy Wife Store.  She knows all about the Idiot Jerk's predilections for kinky sex, like golden showers.  I wouldn't be surprised if she hadn't advised Stormy Daniels which issue of Forbes to use for slapping his fat ass.
And then there's this bit about Michele Bachmann, that hoot and holler princess from Minnesota.  Evidently this lass with the Lollygag eyes saw Al Franken's empty Senate seat and decided to ask the Almighty if she should return to politics.  While she seems to no longer remember her campaign finance issues, He evidently still does, which is no doubt one of a multitude of reasons he disapproves.

Will Michele listen?  Now you have to admit that humor would abound if this addlepated hate monger actually did chose to run...  and lost as badly as Roy Moore, with almost 44,000 people either voting against you, or writing in someone else's name.  How hysterical would it be if more people wrote in Al Franken's name rather than vote for Michele.  I would say that would be a very clear and concise message from the Almighty.

Passing Gas

Well, it's Saturday.  Yippee Skippy, I get to go to work!  I am off tomorrow, Super Bowl Sunday.  Whoopee Ding Ding!  Now, I know I should be rooting for the Eagles, since Philly is only about 90 miles away but... well, tomorrow morning the Men's UCI Cyclocross Championships are on live!  That's what I'll be watching.
And yesterday was very exciting, now wasn't it?  The Nune's Memo was released, a bit of fiction which was supposed to be so explosive Americans would be sent reeling by the revelations that the Democrats were so vile, conspiring to foist lie after lie on gullible voters in their attempts to remove the Idiot Jerk from the White House.  Ho... hum.  What really happened was that most people fanned their noses a few times and wondered who 'cut the cheese' in Washington.  Well, that answer is simple enough - those crazy to the right Conservatives, that's who.  When the Idiot Jerk Tweeted out something about how "people should be ashamed," I don't think he realized those may have been the first honest words to come from his mouth in what?  Years?  But then again, I doubt very much if he knew he was talking about Republicans - that's to be expected.  He's not the brightest bulb in the box.
Oh, and the stock market dropped.  Oops.  Checking Bloomberg this morning, it actually tanked by 744 points! Wonder what that did to your 401K.  Looking over the financials this AM, almost every one agrees:  they don't know if it's over yet.  There is the possibility that the Dow may continue to fall in the coming weeks.  Ooops.  How's your 401K... oh, wait, I already said that.  Maybe we should ask the Idiot Jerk in the White House.
Finally, there was a older gentleman in the flooring department yesterday setting up a measure - he was not my customer.  I don't deal with people who don't shower, or shave, or wear bright red baseball caps that read "Make America Great Again."  You have no idea how difficult it was for me to not pull out my phone, open the Bloomberg App, and shove it in his face.  While I would have had much satisfaction, that would have been considered really bad customer service.

So, all I did was fan my fingers briefly in front of my nose, which is about all you can do till these little farts pass.

Ground Hogs, Squirrels, and Idiot Jerks

Well, here it is Friday, the 2nd of February.  They're calling for snow shower here.  And, of course, I get to go to work. 
Today is also the day that Devin Nunes, a Hard Right is planning on releasing a 4 page memo that he wrote after cherry picking bits and pieces of data, and then shading that data with a healthy helping of deceit.  Sadly, this is rather amusing since the only people whom this will impress are supporters of the Idiot Jerk in the White House.  Centrist America knows how much seething anger is bubbling up just below the surface of every hard core Republican.  Supposedly this memo will be the grounds upon which the Idiot Jerk will base his decision to fire Mueller, of course everybody knows, except these crazy conservatives, that to do so would be akin to a vampire staking himself in the heart... not that the Idiot Jerk has a heart.
And, of course, there are the sanctions which the Administration is refusing to sanctify, because... well... the Idiot Jerk loves mother Russia.  Once you start looking, you'll rather easily discover how many people are now saying that he's sold out the US.  So, is the Idiot Jerk a Traitor.  Not in his mind.  He's sees himself as a businessman.  And during the campaign, when the Russkies came knocking, he answered because that's what a "smart" businessman would do.  Crooked as hell, he is.  Which is why he wants the investigation shut down.  Those hard core assholes on the Right want it shut down because for them it will mean a loss of power.  For the Idiot Jerk?  The longer this investigation continues, the more and more things begin to unravel, including his 'empire.' 
What we're seeing right now are acts of desperation, and they'll throw everything, including the kitchen sink to keep it from unraveling anymore.
They may slow things down a bit, but they don't have a chance in hell of stopping it.
Oh, and in case you're wondering, Phil saw his shadow this AM which means we'll have 6 more weeks of enduring the Idiot Jerk in the White House... sorry that's wrong, we'll most likely end up with another 12 months of his bullshit.

For those who didn't know, groundhogs are members of the squirrel family... (I didn't know that).  What I do know is that ever since I got the dogs, the squirrels have stopped burying their nuts in my back yard.  I also know I have groundhogs on the hill behind my house.  The dogs watch them through the fence, all the time thinking 'toy, toy, toy, toy.'