In Case you've forgotten

 Well, it's dark outside.  Not because the sky is overcast, nope, I just got up at my normal time.  No lazing around like a slug in a bed for me today.  I work.

Temps today are supposed to again hover around in the mid 40s (F); tomorrow as well.  Saturday, however, is predicted to be a horse with a different weather pattern.  Clouds and... rain, turning to snow, with temps only climbing to the low to mid 30s (F).  Of course, I'm scheduled to work Saturday, that's normal.  The snowfall, however, if we get the estimated 4 - 8 inches, is not.  Everything is going to depend upon how this storm tracks.  Closer to the shoreline means more snow.  If it runs up the center of the state, then less snow.  We have not had a lot of cold days, so the ground is still relatively warm and that's not conducive to deep snow.

I am pleased to announce that all of the white trim in my kitchen has been painted.  The proof is on Lily, who managed to put the tip of her nose where it didn't need to be.  The spot was tiny, and it's practically gone.  This is what happens when an old dog tries to help.  Up next will be a touch up of the walls, and the tiling, which I'm expecting to have finished by the end of next week.  Then, I shall move onto the floor.  Just ran down and took a pic of the side window, here's what it looks like so far.  There are a few more decorating touches which will be added.  

And in case you didn't hear, the Orange Anus, Donald Trump, has appealed to the US Supreme Court to get his name reinstated on the Colorado primary ballot.  This should prove very interesting, since so many of the Justices are Federalists, meaning they are supposed to be purely about the Constitution.  If that is truly the case, they will choose not to get involved, since Federalists believe they shouldn't interfere with state's rights.  Also on their plate is the issue of his immunity.  If they agree that he is immune, then Biden can do anything he wants, since he, too, will be immune.

Jeffy Epstein's guest list has been released, so to say, and I understand Bill Clinton's name is on it one time.  Republicans, never a group to give up the chance of kicking a dead horse, have started shrieking about that.  The Orange Anus, however, is a different story.  Trump's name is listed 7 times, but the cultists are shouting out that he and Epstein were just friends, and that Trump never flew to Epstein's island in order to have sex with underage girls.  Right. This is the man who bragged about grabbing women's pussies, in case you've forgotten.

It's in the Cards

 So, we've hit Wednesday.  Is anybody suffering from a mid-week crisis?  Hope not.  For those who work, this is also your Hump Day, though I suspect that for many of you the relevancy of that is slowly fading.

We had a bright red sky this morning.  The day, itself, is supposed to be be nice: temps in the 40s (F) clouds scuttling across the sky; not overcast.  I'd bet I'm not the only one who feels endless days of cloud cover are a great way to catch up on your sleep with lots, and lots of cat naps.

Usually, while I'm sitting here typing this out, I'm also making a list of things needing to be done, and, I might add, hoping to be accomplished during the day ahead.  Yesterday, much was done.  Out of a list of 7 items, only one wasn't finished.  I blame that on my decision to get a haircut.  That took up more time than I was expecting.  Today's list, because I did so much yesterday, is smaller.  Now, isn't that nice.

Since The Body in Motion has begun to work its way through my readers and editors, I'm prepping my first book, The Body on the Lawn, for my narrator.  What's really happening is that it's getting another layer of polish.  Nothing major, just clarifying who's saying what to whom.  Also, any and all sets of lyrics are being removed.  Unless you're super famous, most musicians don't mind the use of the occasional line or two, however, once a narrator speaks them out loud they become a performance, and that requires a royalty payment.  Since that can be pricy, the lyrics are going away.  

When I was younger, I used to play around with Tarot cards.  I would have a friend shuffle the cards and then I'd lay out one of several patterns.  It didn't take long for me to realize there was a lot of ambiguity in the futures the cards portend.  That being said, there are good cards and bad cards.  The Five of Cups is not one of the good cards.

Why talk about Tarot cards?  Well, it seems that last night on Fox, Jesse Watters had an English Tarot card reader as a guest, and he asked her to just pull one card from the deck to forecast Trump's 2024, and she pulled out the Five of Cups.  Ominous, much?  Looks like it's in the cards that the Orange Anus is going to have a very bad year, and, by extension, I'd say the same thing applies to the Republican party.  First Colorado, and then Maine have banned the Moral Degenerate from the primary ballot.  While that hasn't happened in Pennsylvania, a motion was filed in court to keep Trump's fellow insurrectionist Scott Perry off of the ballot.  Now, I don't know if Scotty's had his cards read yet or not, but I'd be pretty sure that if he has, he, too has found himself holding the Five of Cups.  To be honest, the first thought that went through my head when I saw this was: "finally, something the Cultist might believe in."