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.
Rain, rain, rain. That's our forecast for the next 3 days. Drizzles and showers will abound, and when all the water that's going to fall from the sky has fallen, I'm going to need to get out my lawn mower. Daily temps will be in the upper 40s (F) nightly lows will be in the upper 30s (F), so there's not going to be much of a temperature variation. This is Spring, after all.
I'm using the new keyboard. It so every word is percussive. I should get out a metronome and see if I can start typing in 4/4 time. Oh, dear, was that an allusion to the new book I've started writing. Maybe I should ask if there is a body in these words?
Anyway, I got much done yesterday, including an hour of exercise. Now my biceps, and triceps, and deltoids are a bit on the sore side. This is a good thing. Soreness only develops when a muscle has been worked to its fullest
I'm also getting used to Spotify. While I can still access the music I bought from Amazon, all of my playlists are gone. One of the things I disliked most about that service was the constant pressure to upgrade to a family plan. So far, I haven't gotten any pressure from Spotify to upgrade, but that may be down the road.
And, I find this interesting.
Is the Orange Anus insane? That is a valid question. Or, are we just having to sit through various stages of dementia? There is a difference. Just like there is a difference between having dementia and being demented. My mom had early stages of dementia before she died and she would, from time to time, say things that weren't true. Her mind worked illogically. Someone who is insane, lives in a world of crazy logic, where the rules they make up are valid. This means we might be dealing with someone suffering from both, that the Orange Anus might actually be nuts, while at the same time being afflicted with dementia. Things we do know for certain: he is filled with hatred. He wants revenge for every slight, every offense, every insult that angered him. And he is spineless. Actually, I'm not even scratching the surface of all of the issues probleming his brain. Everybody, except his cult, knows he caved on the tariffs. His buffoonery hides deep seated cowardice. Not only did we in America see that yesterday, but every country, every Head of State in the world was witness to his failure. His insanity will always come up with what he thinks is a logical response to his fear of making a mistake. The world knows he will always cave and will play him the way he should have been played a long time ago, and we will have to listen to his dementia driven word salads every time he gets in front of a camera.
Holy macaroni, the temps did drop overnight. They fell all the way down to 30 (F). My heat is on and I'm burning up $$$ in natural gas. According to our weather forecasters the next few days are going to be chilly willy cool, however our nightly lows are predicted to stay above freezing. Come on, Spring. We're all waiting you!
Since I'm tired of losing my ds when I type, I'm charging up an old Razer keyboard to use. It doesn't have batteries, so it will need to be recharged from time to time. I changed it out because I hated having to deal with that extra charging wire. However, I'd rather deal with that than invest in another keyboard. I have another spare just in case the wire really begins to bother me again.
And yesterday was sort a meh, not so much meh day. Things were accomplished. Several loads of laundry were done, and the floor in the compu/gym/music room is now complete. I like it. It's spongey, cushiony and is easily cleaned. Cleaning is essential because Howie, unlike my other really short haired boxers, sheds a lot. All you have to do is rub you hand across his back and a cloud of Fox Red Labrador hair flies up into the air. I mean, you can actually see it, so dusting and vacuuming it are now necessary. Where before I could skip a week or two, that is no longer possible
I went to see Death of a Unicorn last night. Big Pharma is satirized in gloriously gory fashion. After a young unicorn is accidently hit by a car, it's discovered that its horn, and its blood, cure acne, allergies, and stage 5 cancer. Untold wealth awaits the Leopold family, except for one small detail, momma and poppa unicorn are not happy. This movie is very funny at times, and always very smart, it's also a bit on the gory side, some of which was also very funny.
Brace for impact! The tariffs kicked in at midnight. Wall Street is going to drop... again. To make things worse, China has not only retaliated with higher tariffs for the US, they've dropped the prices on a lot of their products for the rest of the world. For those who don't know, that's a big Ouch for the United States since that will help offset the tariffs set by the Orange Anus. In fact, you are going to see more and more countries circumventing the United States, broking deals that are far better than that offered by Orangie.
On the bright side, and yes there is a bright side, all those billionaires who gave the Orange Anus million dollar gifts when he was inaugurated are suffering. While your 401Ks are losing thousands, they are losing millions and billions. Elonia and Peter Navarro, ie Ron Varra, are at each others throats. I don't doubt that soon Zuck and Bezos will be in the mix. They live to be super wealthy, to be the uber rich, and the second their wealth starts to fall they start to rage. And, while you and I can brace for the impact of higher prices, the devaluation of their portfolios is far far worse for them because selfishness and greed are not close to being sturdy enough to survive the coming impact.
