Here it is Sunday and I have the day off. I was going to sleep... dogs, however don't understand days off. Nature calls, usually at the same time every morning. I decided to make good use of my time. The 2nd load of laundry is in the washer. My cycling shorts, and shirts, and socks have been gently washed and hung up to air dry. That's the best way to handle their delicacy. There are a few more chores on my agenda before I head down to York around 10 AM.
Instead of a direct hit on Mar Lago, it looks as though Dorian is going to slowly tear his way up the eastern seaboard. I suspect destruction will abound. And if I remember correctly, the Idiot Jerk in the White House has decided to pull $150 million from FEMA to help build his racist wall. You do know, don't you, that the government is going will need to borrow more $$$ to cover disaster relief?
More of the Idiot Jerk's tariffs are kicking in today. I understand there's no grace period, meaning that if the products have shipped they will be immune from price increases. Nope. Last night at midnight prices began climbing upwards. I don't know how much flooring is going up, I do know that for the past three weeks we've received quite a number of pallets of vinyl planking. Be prepared to say "oh... shit!"
And there was another mass shooting down in Texas yesterday. Five dead, and 21 injured. In Texas. I do believe that state now has the most liberal gun laws in the country. Be prepared, like the prices, the numbers are going to be increasing. 2nd amendment people actually believe that in situations like the one that happened yesterday, these incidents happen too fast even the most skilled person to think "gee, I should pull out my gun and fire back." Especially when the shooter is driving around in a vehicle targeting random people. They don't even have enough time to think "oh... shit." They don't understand that bullets are moving at a speed of 1400 - 1500 feet per second. That's faster than the blink of an eye.
"The Body in the Well" is moving along quite nicely. I'm approaching the halfway point in the first draft. I'm already thinking about how I'll vary the beginning, since it's one of the most important chapters. "The Body in the Tower" began with a celebration of cycling. "The Body in the Lawn" had that ominous first word paragraph, Darkness. "The Body in the Well" also begins with a one word paragraph which is totally dependent upon what you believe, what you've taken to heart as being certifiable.