Rapture Incoming

 And will are chilly.  Overnight, the temps stayed in the 60s (F) which was fairly nice sleeping weather, but skies are going to remain partly cloudy keeping the warmer temps at bay today.  Rain is in the forecast for later this week, as well as much cooler temps.  We are officially in Autumn now, so I guess those goal posts are gone.  That's fine.  Leaves should begin turning color around here, but they've already started falling without changing, so that may not happen around my house.

I worked yesterday.  And, I got a measure!  Though, honestly, I don't think that will keep management happy.  The measure goal for the department is 14 and as of yesterday we had a total of 4.  In spite of this, the department is hitting it's sales goal, but not with installs; mostly it's Do It Yourself customers saving themselves the expense of having us do the work for them.  That is a sign of how poorly the economy is doing.  If customers can afford it, they'll have us do the work, if they're concerned about expenses, they'll do it themselves.

For those who don't know, Howie's a bit particular about what he eats.  For years I've fed my dogs Beneful.  Well, Howie doesn't like Beneful.  I did try to get him to eat it, but no, he prefers a more expensive Purina Chicken kibble.  And Spam.  And cheese.  I do believe he's spoiled.

And, almost like clockwork, yesterday this story broke.

Let's be honest here, did anyone ever really doubt that Tommy Homan was a crook?  This unscrupulous loser has been an in our faces asshole from the very beginning.  He's cut from the same fabric as Orangie, a lying, duplicitous, pull the wool down over their eyes textile that's so loosely woven $50,000 fell through it.  And there's a video to prove it.  Better than audio, is the video of the money drop into his hands.  And Orangie's Department of Justice buried this bit of bribery.  You expected anything less?  

Another bit from yesterday was Orangie accidentally posted a Direct Message to his Truth Social account that was meant for  Bimbo Bondi.  It was copied by sooooo many people and posted all over the place.  So much so, that even Main Stream Media is reporting it.  With his deteriorating mental capacities, don't be surprised if the frequencies of his public screw ups pickes up speed.

Finally, for those of you concerned.  There are a bunch of Cracker Jack Crazy Christians who believe that The Rapture is going to happen Tuesday.  I am not sorry in the least bit that many of them are going to be disappointed.

A Little Greek

 Today will be sunny and cool.  Outside, the temperature is sitting at a brisk 30 (F). The high is expected to be in the upper 40s (F).  In fact, right now there isn't a cloud in the sky.  I am starting to yearn for spring.  My daffodils are in full bloom.  Tulips are be sprouting every where out front.  All the rose buses are in full bud.  

I ordered a new backpack for my trip to Greece.  This one is bigger than the one I already own, large enough to carry one of my laptops.  Yes, I'm taking one along with me.  My current pack is a "laptop" pack, unfortunately I bought it 15 years ago and laptops have gotten bigger since then.  Well, at least my laptops have gotten bigger.  I was going to order a battery to go with it, but instead opted for a plug adapter with 2 USB ports.  Since my old pack is practically brand new, I'll give it away.

Retail was slow yesterday.  I did manage to get a measure in, that will please management somewhat, but nothing is every going to make them completely happy.  I realized this a long time ago.  That is one of the reasons I got out.  Telling people who are doing well that the need to push a little harder is not for me.  Give credit where credit is due no longer seems to be a valid motto.  As a result, when I do hit my goals for the week I will inform management, and then say, "since I've hit my goals you should let me go home."  No one will ever meet their expectations because greed is good for corporate America.

I pulled this out of the Greek file in my desk.  Maybe I can pick up a few words before August.  You will notice that I didn't say I wanted to pick up a little Greek.

And tomorrow's a big day for the Orange Anus.  If he doesn't shell out the half billion he owes in fines, his properties will begin to be taken.  I understand that "vacate the premises" letters have already been sent to several properties.  I should check, since I don't know, but do these evictions also pertain to his two spawn, Donnie the cokehead, and Eric the dumb, since they, too, were part of the Trump crime family.  Or are these properties that were held by the Trump organization?  I find this somewhat interesting, that someone would have their company own their home.  I guess, if you desperately feel the need to leverage the value of the real estate that might make sense.  Of course, the Orange Anus didn't leverage, he lied.  I saw where he'd valued that little shack of his in upstate New York at $290 million, and it's actual appraised value is only $30 million.  This is probably the main reason he's not an actual billionaire.