FIFA Fool

So, here we are on Saturday and our temperature hasn't changed that much.   We never got out of the 20s (F) yesterday, though that's supposed to changed this afternoon.  Forecasters say will top off in the mid 30s (F).  Warmer temps will melt the ice in my yard and that's good.  Howie like chewing on ice and will bring chunks, and everything frozen inside them, into the house.  He's learned the definition of bartering.  He brings in a stone, a twig, or a chunk of ice and sits waiting for me to offer him a tasty treat in exchange.

I did manage to get in a 13+ mile ride in yesterday in Thailand, of all places.  Described as an "easy ride along scenic beaches," those miles were anything but.  I should have realized this when I got to the "small hill" with the 10% grade at the beginning.  My average heart rate was 121 BPM and I rode for over 55 minutes.  That's some damn good cardio.  My trainer was impressed.  

I also finished a chapter in the book called EGBDF.  Those of you who have sang in a choir or learned to play an instrument know those letters stand for Every Good Boy Does Find... well, maybe.  Evil laugh.

And Spottify sent me my yearend wrap up.  My listening age is 28.  I posted this info on social media saying "nothing new here."  I also sent a copy to my trainer, who likes listening to Classic Rock and is 28 years old.  He sent his to me.  His listening age is 73.  My friend Jon (the physical therapist) is 26 and his listening age is also 73.  What in hell is wrong with young people?

And yesterday this happened.

I know people in foreign countries.  We are the laughing stock of the world.  FIFA gave him a phony peace medal because the Nobel Peace Prize is not given to pedophiles and dictator wannabes.  For those who didn't see any of the clips from this award ceremony, I can tell you Orangie's face lit up like a kid in a candy shop.  You see he doesn't need an legitimate award, a piece of fluff and deceit will work every time.  

He then went on to have his name put on another building because he seriously thinks that makes him important.  This old fool does not realize that the minute he's out of office every building bearing his name is going to be scrubbed clean, decontaminated, sanitized, and renamed.  That day can't come soon enough.  

Insane or Demented

 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.