The Recount

 Good Morning People!

Black Friday has come and gone.  There were no big crowds, though Garden (Christmas) and Hardware (Tools, Tools, Tools) did a bang-up business.  My department was on the slow side.  This is normal.  Most people don't go carpet shopping on Black Friday.  This doesn't mean we didn't get questions about what we had on sale.  Lumber gets them, too.  Like who in their right mind would actually think we'd run a special sale on 2 x 4's?

Grace the Spider has disappeared.  Does anybody know what happens to spiders in the winter?  Do they hibernate?  I'm off tomorrow, so I'll broom away her web, it is rather voluminous.

I'm at that point in The Body in the Loch (around 60,000) words where there is a moment of importance, an occurrence which kicks things into a higher gear.  In The Body on the Lawn it was a trip to a dance school in Baltimore.  In The Body in the Tower it was a candy incident.  So what is the moment of dramatic intensity unfolding in Dun Adair, Scotland?  You'll have to wait and see.  Oh, and for those of you wondering, I'm at Day Four.  Eli and Max always solve their murders in 5 days, so they are ready to hurtle towards the denouement. 

My 80 something reader is retiring, so I'm in the market for a third party to help with the proofreading.

And here in Pennsylvania a Republican judge, appointed by the Idiot Jerk in the White House no less, handed the Idiot Jerk another plate of shit yesterday.  The Court said they are not going to throw out several million Pennsylvanian votes on groundless conspiracy theories.  Of course, Giuliani and his minxy little Cracker Jack Christian cohort shrieked they were going to take the case to the Supreme Court.  The longer this continues, the more absurd the Idiot Jerk looks.

Oh, and that recount the Idiot Jerk paid for in Wisconsin?  They found more votes for Biden.  Ouch.

And my dusty Christmas Cactus is once again bursting into bloom.

Odd

It's Thursday, my new waffle iron / sandwich maker arrives today.  I'm excited.  Probably more so for the sandwich side of things since I'll now be able to grill them.  Now I can be my own little Panera's at half the cost.

I did finally get my butt on my bike yesterday for a nice ride in Lombardy, the first half of Stage 1 of the ride.  Both stages come to around 50 miles.  Completing that would be an accomplishment.

There was a big spider in the kitchen sink this morning.  Since spiders do more good that bad, I used a broom to help him escape.  That's right.  I saved a spider.  Some of you will think this rather odd, but remember they eat a lot of bad insects... like mosquitoes.

I'm planning spending some of today stripping.  That's right.  Peeling away the nonessential.  While I won't be on a stage, I will be on a ladder.  And what am I going to be stripping away?  This ugly apple border in my hallway.

Why apples?  I wanted something red to go with the yellow walls of the hallway.  It was a mistake, of course.  Apples.  I don't like apples.  The only way I'll eat them is in a pie.  Yeah, I know, I'm a bit odd.

One thing that wasn't odd were the attacks on Harris by the racists on the Right.  You know who I'm talking about, the Idiot Jerk in the White House and Fox News.  I understand Tucker Carlson spent quite a bit of time making fun of her name....  This was coming from a man named Tucker, rhymes with Sucker, you know?  I understand these personal racist and sexist attacks are of great concern to the GOP.  Not because they are racist and sexist, rather his campaign has had how many months to prepare their attacks zeroing in on specific differences for each and everyone of the potential VP selection, and all they could muster in the end were petty sexist and racist attacks.  A thirteen year old child could come up with something better.  But then, this is what we have come to expect from the heart and soul of the Republican Party.  They are predictable.

Rejection.

Wednesday... and schedules are due to be updated in the system.  I can't wait to see what mine looks like because it's been kind of crappy here lately.
Temps here are supposed to 92 (F), which is stinky winky hot.  And, of course, some moron at work claimed this was Indian Summer....  Sorry.  Indian Summer does not occur until after the first frost of the year.  Oh, and we don't always get one.  And some years we'll get two.  People just don't understand weather lore.  I don't expect them to.
And, of course, the Idiot Jerk in the White House termed his henchie Bolton, who's lucky, if this were North Korea he'd have had his ass fed to the dogs.  The firing was... messy.  You know it's bad when things like this turn into Twitter Affairs.  But then the Idiot Jerk lives for Twitter.  Twitter keeps the spotlight on him.  He needs that.  I found it interesting that, at least from what I heard, two voices kept him from bringing the Taliban to Camp David:  Bolton and Pence.  Now, one of them is gone.  Rejected and ejected by the Idiot Jerk because he just didn't say 'yes' enough.  He'll keep Pence around because he can't afford to alienate his Crazy Christian Base.
I also saw where the North Koreans want to sit down and chat again.  Is another breakfast buffet in the works?  How is this for speculation:  with Bolton out of the picture, the Idiot Jerk can, courtesy Air Force One, fly Kim Dumb Shit to Washington for an "very important morning meeting on the Mall."  Hey, with maybe a stopover in Disneyland so Kim can ride Magic Mountain!  Even though Bolton hated everything that wasn't pure, white, and American, he did wield some control over the Idiot Jerk... now he's gone. Soon to be replace by a 'yes man' extraordinaire.
I began playing Greedfall last night.  This game is from an independent group of game developers named Spiders located in Paris... yeah, that's right, the City of Light.  Right now, if I'm correct, about 22 people are employed by Spiders.  This is amazing when you consider how complicated video games are these days.  Developers like Bethesda employ hundreds of people and have studios all over the United States and Canada.  Because Greedfall is a Role Playing Game, you can have relationships with most of your companions.  So I tried to pick up the first Companion I signed up:  Kurt.  Of course, I got rejected.  He's still suspicious of me.  But, it's a role playing game so that can change.