No, no, no, I didn't bake a pie yesterday. The weather was way too nice. The forecast was for temps in the mid 60's (F) and we hit the mark. I spent much time outside picking up branches and cleaning up the yard. So did the woofy dogs. All that running around in the yard tuckered them out. Believe me, they slept like rocks.
Oh, and today is the last day in my 4 day mini-vaca. I should actually go in and schedule myself something a little longer. I have eight months to use the rest of my 'earned vacation time,' and I have nothing scheduled for the rest of February. Don't laugh, but I'm actually waiting to see how the Coronavirus spreads. If it kicks in here in this country the way it has in China sales are going to drop because... customers will just stay home. Our economy will take a bit of a hit. How big? We'll have to wait and see.
I guess the State of Union is tonight... I think. I don't really know. The Idiot Slug in the White House only needs his base to watch. No one else. The MAGA heads will be glued to their TV screens. The rest of the nation will be doing something much more interesting... like, oh, maybe playing Tiddlywinks.
I'm sure there are a lot of Repugnicants who are concerned he may go off topic, you know, being impeached and everything. The minority group which makes up his base would love that. Nobody else, and that will equal lost votes in November.
Oh, and I see the Iowa Caucuses ran into a little problem last night with their reporting. Inconsistencies. Not that they were hacked. They just made the mistake of using a reporting system designed by Clinton supporters. Now they look bad. I wouldn't be surprised if their inability to provide speedy results doesn't make it into the State of the Union. You see he, too, is desperate to find out how the pie is being sliced in Iowa. He needs one specific name to attack. Believe me, he will attack. The one pure fact glaring him right is the face is that the Democrats in Iowa are unified in one singular aspect. They want a candidate who can beat his ass back into Hell. So, let's slice this pie.