Of course, after seeing Elton last Friday, comparisons are going to be made. There's no way of avoiding them.
Outside right now we have drizzle. The temp is going to drop as an arctic blast sweeps east. Hopefully Thursday will be warm enough for me to mulch my leaves. Coming home from work yesterday I was stopped by one of my neighbors who remarked on my amazing ginkgo leaf drop. "It looks like a golden blanket on the ground," she said.
Last night as I was heading up to bed I saw Lily standing at the top of the stairs, with a toy in her mouth, so I took a pic. My mind immediately flashed on that old thriller "The Dark at the Top of the Stairs."
Here's my version. I call it "Dog at the top of the Stairs."
Cute, huh?
Anyway, I saw the courts handed the Idiot Jerk another defeat in regard to his taxes yesterday. A day doesn't seem to pass without someone handing that scumbag more bad news. Now, doesn't that warm the cockles of your heart? If he hadn't been such a dirty crook all of his life he'd have nothing to worry about.
Oh, and I saw the Junior Idiot had to cut short some sort of book presentation because of protesters.
He actually said there was going to be no Q & A because people would weaponize his words. I had to laugh at that. I mean, he'd have no worries if he wasn't such a shit stain. I'm sure the realization has set in for the Idiot Jerk's family. Whereas when I look up the staircase I see a cute little Boxer with a toy in her mouth, when they look up the stairs all they see is deep, frightening darkness.
