Trump cuts the Cheese

 It's Saturday, and that means I get to go to work.  As you might guess, that means the clouds are going to dissipate and the sun will shine.  Temps are predicted to climb into the upper 60s (F) and that means the grass is going to grow.  With all the drizzly rain we've been having, Tuesday is probably going to turn into a mow day.

I'm rather pleased to say that I accomplished much yesterday, including a ride on the bike.  I also, after cleaning the oven, roasted a nice piece of corned beef.  I prefer roasting over cooking in a pot with cabbage and potatoes.  I don't need the soupiness of corned beef and cabbage.  My tastes run more to the Reuban, though not necessarily the sandwich.  Corned beef with sauerkraut topped with a nice chunk of Swiss cheese is just as tasty, especially if the cheese is melted.  Yum!

My new availability is going to be effecting my movie nights because on the days I work, I won't get home until 7.  We prefer shows that start before then, of course, I can always head right over to the theater from work.  This week I'm scheduled both Wednesday and Thursday.  Next week that's not the case, and I'm also scheduled off on Saturday, which rarely happens.

And my passport arrived yesterday.  It's different than the last one, more plastic and a lot more seals, the imprinted kind, not those that eat fish.

I found this to be downright hysterical.

One of the things presidential candidates do is try and present the most appealing image to the voting public, and this is done by rallies, by giving speeches, and make public appearances.  Trump's campaign interference trial is turning that approach upside down.  He's no longer able to hit the necessary fund raisers because he now has to sit in a courtroom.  The public was never given this sort of up-close and personal look at the Spawn of Satan, until now.  One of the things we're learning about him is that he likes his naps.  He nods off daily.  I don't know about you, but if I was on trial for breaking a serious law, I'd be paying close attention to the proceedings.  Not Trump.  He just dozes off.  And yesterday?  He had a problem with flatulence, what we colloquials call "cutting the cheese."  From all of the memes I've seen, it must have been truly moldy cheese.

St Patty's, wiretapping, and corned beef

Well, it's St. Patty's Day.  My friend Patty was actually born on this day XX years ago.  Is she going to drink any green beer to celebrate?  Probably not.
Remember the Russian woman to whom I sold carpet?  Evidently she's made allegations stating that the "installer" behaved inappropriately.   We suspect this is her attempt to get free carpet.  Interestingly enough, the "installer" called while on the job and complained that she was making him feel uncomfortable with her comments.  And she told me she was only there for a brief period because she had to leave for a doctor's appointment.  We are all getting bad vibes from her.  I suspect she might be a friend of Trump... well, maybe not, just a loser trying to get free carpet.
Anyway, I see the Idiot in Chief has now changed his story, and that he'd heard about the wiretapping on Fox News and read about it in the New York Times... and the GOP is not backing him up.  Of course the guy who wrote the article that set his orange hair ablaze in the first place claims the sources are impeachable.  Which means they're now saying the New York Times is reliable.  These guys need to get their shit in one sock.
And, of course, the Idiot's new budget wants to torch everything Conservatives hate... everything.  The stupid thing is never going to be passed.  DOA.  What surprised me about the cuts was how much Conservatives truly hate society.  They do.  They don't care about health care.  They don't care about things that hold America together, that make a America American.  They are a very two dimensional party, no depth what so ever.
Still, today is St. Patty's day.  And I made a corned beef brisket.

I like corned beef.  I make mine in a crock pot, no boiling here.  I don't like boiled meats,  I don't do a lot of spices either, just an onion and a dash of vinegar.  Oh, and I cut off most of the fat and feed it to the dogs.  They get to celebrate too!