Shake hands with the Devil

 Our Friday snow began sometime after midnight.  Yep, after 2 years of getting hardly any snow, this year it's accumulating... two inches here, two inches there.  The predictions is for 3 to 6 inches, the deeper snow being found on hilltops, and since I'm on one of the highest hills around I suppose that means I'm going to end up closer to the 6 inch range.  

Later this morning I'm going to be going to my local Giant supermarket, so that should be an indicator on how hard the snow is falling.  While Subarus aren't specifically made for snow, they do quite a lot better than your average Ford or Chevy.  And later, possibly this evening when the snow begins to die off, I'll go out and shovel.  Free Cardio.

And, speaking of cardio, Garmin has out an updated Beta version of their app and I signed up for it.  One of the things the new app does is compare your physical age with your actual age.  I've got work to do.  According to the app, I'm physically 2 years old than my physical age.  I'm not doubting for a second that has to do with the weight.  I'm not too concerned.  Since the holidays are over, my schedule is fixed and I began the necessary weight loss workout a few weeks back.  Results are showing up daily.  I'm working to get the physical age lower than my actual age.  We'll see if I can do it.

For those interested, this is what it looked like from my front door 15 minutes ago.

And, of course, quite a few people were speculating about the sores on Trump's hand.  What sores, you ask?  These sores.

Some were speculating that they might a secondary symptom of Syphilis.  Nope.  Personally, I think the most obvious answer is that this is what happens when you shake hands with the devil, since there has to be some physical manifestation of selling him your soul.

Track this

Well, here it is Wednesday and so far no mid-week crisis.  

There was a bit of concern yesterday with Lily's right eye.  When she woke up her nictitating membrane didn't retract completely.  Crap.  Of course, I jumped on my computer and the first thing that popped up was 'cherry eye.'  However, that usually crops up during the puppy stage, 8-9 months.  In dogs her age, the issue is usually caused by a problem with a gland under her eye, and... yep, she has some swelling below her eye.  I suspect she has a bit of an infection in there since it's not as bad today as it was yesterday.  Right now she's under observation since there are long stretches where the membrane is completely retracted.

I've a busy day planned for today.  Lots of chores to do.  A list has even been made.  We shall see what gets accomplished.  

I was walked 2 miles on the treadmill yesterday and... there was a bit of a problem with my Fenix 6 Pro.  It wasn't tracking correctly.  My distance is logged into the app so after a walk is finished, I can see things like pacing, how many times my feet hit the treadmill.  At 3.2 mph there were obvious gaps where my steps slowed down.  You don't slow down when the belt you're walking on is speeding along a 3.2 miles an hour.  Slowing down, leads to falling.  That didn't happen, in fact my pace was right on.  I've been recording these discrepancies for some time, and will soon contact Garmin.  I'm sure they'll have an excuse.  Large tech companies always do.

I've tried setting it back to factory defaults

And I guess everybody has seen that the spawn of Satan, Trump, has cancelled his little hate fest for tomorrow.  From what I understand there was a lot of horror ratcheting through the Republican part over what he might say.  They know 72% of the American people view the events of January 6, 2021 as an attack on Democracy... and are not happy.  At the same time, they also know they need the votes of those 28% who loyally believe their evil master.  I'm betting the party made another deal with the devil in order to shut him up.  This is how evil works.  Remember, for him it's all about 'the art of the deal.'

https://www.nytimes.com/2022/01/04/well/bone-joint-surgery.html

Biggie's Birthday and a little more.

 Well, what can I say, today's the 24th of December and it is a very, very special day.  Today is Biggie's birthday.  He is six years old.  Of course, he doesn't know that... he's a dog.  The cake and ice cream are waiting for this afternoon.  He will think of them as a most scrumptious treat.  And tomorrow he's is going to get a rubber chicken.  I can think of a better way to celebrate the winter solstice.

And for those of you who haven't seen this twisted little bit of the brain of Ryan Reynolds, have a laugh.

That's right, ignore the Idiot Jerk and his pardons, every one he grants shows how much Republicans love their corruption and their traitors.  How easy it is for them to stoop so low.

See how It Gloats

It's Friday.  Will it be a good one or a bad one?  For me it's probably going to be an 'in house' day.  Stay at Home, you know?  Believe me, I have plenty of things to do around here.
I went to my neighborhood Giant yesterday and they had both toilet paper and paper towels in stock, not vast quantities mind you, but there was product on their shelves.  Very shortly, the sales of those two items are going to seriously decline.  Let's be honest here, if you have a freaking closet full of toilet paper you're not going to need to buy it for a long, long, long time.
There are a lot of people out there who feel Wall Street represents the American economy... yesterday shows how wrong those beliefs are.  6.6 million more Americans filed for unemployment last week, they're estimating the actual total of Americans filing for unemployment over the last 3 weeks to be around 18 million... and the Dow Jones went up.  That's right.  States do not have enough money to pay the bill.  They're going to go into debt.  So, why did the markets go up?  The Fed is buying some sort of bonds and those billionaires who own 84% of the American stock market jumped for joy.  The stock market has always been a reflection of greed, rather than the American economy.
Evidently some of the Idiot Jerk's allies wish he'd cut back on his daily briefings, especially since a majority of Americans are beginning to look at how shitty his response was at the beginning.  One anonymous voice said he should stay away from the podium and just let the science guys talk.  Perhaps this is because a number of stations are cutting away before he's finished, or they're only telecasting the bits where Brix and Fauci speak.  My opinion?  Let him continue, every time he opens his mouth he hurts himself more and more.  And I really do think he should continue his stupid Tweets.  Yesterday, he Tweeted an objection to an Op Ed in the Wall Street Journal saying they were ignoring the fact that his ratings were higher than Monday Night Football and the Bachelor's Final Episode.  Try and think about that without laughing.  Really?  There is a pandemic sweeping the globe.  As of yesterday, almost 17,000 Americans have died from it.  And he's pleased his ratings are beating the Bachelors Final Episode.
Finally, since there are some out there who believe this is going to be a good Friday, I  thought I'd post this picture of the Idiot Jerk.  This is what evil looks like.

See how It gloats as It sucks their souls from them, or maybe it's because the woman in pink has her left hand on his ass.

Fine

Last night I went to our Holiday Party - it was okay.  They kept the same menu as last year:  some sort of beef with mushrooms and dried chicken Parmesan.  I won a door prize:  a $10 gift card to Subway (which I gave a way) and a bag of Butterfinger candy bits (which I gave away).  I don't table-hop like some do... just not my style.  The truth is I'm not a big party person and as I grow older I'm even less of one.  The large corporation I work for, just like every other large corporation, wants you to be best friends with your associates.  That will never happen.  The last thing I want to do is spend time with my friends talking about work.  I do not bring my work home with me.  I do not take work with me when I got out to the movies or to dinner.  My life is simple, I like it that way.  My life is fine just the way it is.
And evidently last night Christian Bale won a Golden Globe for playing Dick Cheney in "Vice."  I understand he thanked Satan... in his very fine British accent.

Inspiration comes in all forms and shapes, doesn't it?  

And today is Monday and I get to go to work.  I have off Tuesday and Wednesday which is nice.  For the next couple of weeks I'm only working 32 hours per week.  That's fine, too.

There is also an interesting clip floating around out there of Faux News' Chris Wallace calling out Sarah Sanders Something or Other for lying.

You know you've been caught lying when Faux News starts fact checking you.  This was fine with me.  She gets paid to lie.  She spoon feeds the Republican base their bias and their racism for big bucks.  I'm not saying she doesn't believe those lies.  I suspect there is an ugly crook in her heart and she's fine with that because she believes.  She doesn't understand that her grandchildren will mostly likely marry people with brown skin.

And this morning, before I ate my oatmeal, I sat on the sofa for a bit, Big Seig on my left and Lily on my right, and let me tell you those moments were very fine too.