I've also been told I have little tact, so if this offends you simply ride on.

Tuesday, October 31, 2017


So, it's Tuesday morning, my 3rd day off in a row, and I had breakfast with my brother... now I feel bloated.  My breakfasts are normally light:  cup of oatmeal, with nuts and dried cherries... that's it, however this morning I had an omelet, hash browns, and toast and now I feel like I should take a nap.
Anyway, our conversation stayed away from politics for the most part.  Like most social conservatives, I don't think his mind can even begin to grasp how bad things are going for the Idiot Jerk in the White House, for that to happen he might have to reexamine his core beliefs.
I ordered a new controller for my xbox one last week, my own color design, and it should be arriving today, as will the new tea pot.  Buying stuff is so much fun.
And the Idiot Jerk got the bad news about those indictments yesterday, my money says he knew ahead of time, however there was a third name, one George Papadopoulos, he may not have known about.  While the other two indictments are important, it's Georgie Boy who was the real shocker.  According to him, the Idiot Jerk's campaign new about the Clinton email hack long before the DNC knew it had been hacked.  Oops.  In response, the Idiot Jerk started singing his one hit wonder, that broken record on his ever shrinking base loves:  "Crooked Hillary."  This illustrates his two dimensional thinking.  In fact, I wouldn't be surprised that no matter what you say to him, the first two words out of his mouth are going to be "Crooked Hillary."  Sounds like a good idea for a skit on SNL.
Yesterday was also the day when the Idiot Jerk and Melanoma stood under the portico and handed out candy to a line of children paraded in front of them.  She dressed up as a Trophy Wife and he dressed up as an asshole.
Finally, yesterday, while reading a blog I was surprised to see someone recommending the author use a 'nom de plume' in order to keep people from knowing his true identity.  Personally, I believe that if you want your blog to have any credibility, you need to identify yourself, not hide away.  Not that there aren't some places in the world where secreting yourself behind a fake avatar might be necessary, but not in this country.  Importance has a lot to do with transparency.

Monday, October 30, 2017

Worst Case Scenario

So, what is a worst case scenario?  That event which has the most serious ramifications on our life?  For the most part, yes, though I'm sure there are others who might be able to provide variations on that decision.  For my friend Betsy, that would be a long life.  Of course, old age could be seen as a worst case scenario for a lot of people.  My Mom's 84 and has dementia, for her it's a fact she lives with, and forgets, daily.  Betsy needs to get herself a new car, she's 65, and in her mind, she cannot see herself driving when she's 70.  Twelve years ago she had a very serious stroke which put her in a coma for almost 2 weeks.  She had a marvelous recovery, and even though her personal physician tells her she could live well into her 90's, she can picture that.  As a result, she's going to buy an 11 year old car that will probably end up costing her much more than the price of a newer car.  When you tell her she might still be working 10 years from now, she tells you she can't see that happening.  For her, living to be 80 is a worst case scenario, because at some point this 11 year old car is going to fall apart and she may not have the money to buy another one.
For Paul Manafort, his worst case scenario is going to happen today.  BBC is reporting that he, and someone else, are going to be turning themselves over to authorities this morning.  He is being charged with colluding with the Russians to help put the Idiot Jerk in the White House.  I suspect he's going to try and change this from being his worst case scenario into is almost worst case scenario by turning state's witness, which would make this his 'almost worst case scenario.'  His worst case scenario might be someone in the Idiot Jerk's administration tries to have him wacked in order to shut him up.
For the Idiot Jerk in the White House?  Today will not be his worst case scenario, but I suspect this is the start.  Prepare yourself for shrieking Tweets from the White House, (chortle, chortle).  This is, of course, the proverbial tip of the iceberg.  Don't be surprised if you see a hoard for crazy Evangelical leaders rushing to lay their consoling hands upon his heaving shoulders, because this is going to smack that lying sack of shit in the face.  Everybody knows that if Manafort had asked "hey, want me to see if the Russkies can help?"  The Idiot Jerk would have said "sounds like a plan."
Now, I'm not saying this is the perfect time to reach for your party hats and noisemakers.

But it might be a good time to put them in a handy location.

Sunday, October 29, 2017

The Alt-Right seethes at a video game

As you know, I like to play video games.  Two were just recently released and I bought them both.  One of them, Wolfenstein 2, The New Colossus is apparently pissing people off.  Well, let me correct myself, that's way too general.  To be more specific, it's pissing off the Alt-Right, Neo-Nazis, and white supremacists, not necessarily in that particular order.  That's right, a video game set in an alternative universe, in a universe in which the Nazi's won WW II, in which the protagonist's main goal is to kill Nazis and destroy their world order, has gotten their dander up.  Wolfenstein 2 is a game about resistance and rebellion, and it's bloody as hell (rate M for Mature for violence).  They don't like that people might have fun killing subversives, especially when those subversives are defined as being Nazis.  They don't want their hate being snuffed out in a shrieking stream of a machine gun fire by a black woman (yep, there's a black woman, and she's a damn good Nazi killer).  Even The Guardian is drawing attention to their outrage, surprised by their outcry.  We all know this wouldn't have happened before the Idiot Jerk in the White House managed to get himself elected.  Here's a review of the game by Rock, Paper, Shotgun.

I got a call from Greenfield last evening to tell me they were sending my Mom to the hospital; they thought she might be having a heart attack.  Well, she had nausea... that's it, and now she's in the hospital and they can't find anything wrong.  She's an 84 year old woman with dementia, whose body is slowly falling apart.  I'm convinced Greenfield is much more concerned about their liability than about my Mom's health.  Every 5 - 6 weeks she gets sick and they call 911.  About 20 minutes after her episode starts, it ends, and she's fine.  My brother rushed to the hospital last night just in case, and he sends me a text:  "she's fine and chatty."  So why didn't Greenfield wait before calling the EMT's?  They're worried as hell about getting sued.
Oh, and tomorrow is going to be the day that Mueller announces the first indictment of the Russian Probe.  My money says that the Idiot Jerk in the White House is foaming at the mouth knowing he might have to shit out one of his ass kissing sycophants, let alone acknowledge collusion between his campaign and the Russians... wait a minute... did I say acknowledge?  Boy, am I being silly.

Saturday, October 28, 2017

Charging Zinke

So, it's Saturday and I get to work... of course I'm going to have 3 days off in a row starting tomorrow which is a good thing.
Monday I'm going to go down to York - my friend Betsy needs to buy a new car, and I'm going to try and keep her from making a mistake, that being choosing one which is too old just because it's cheap.  She did that 12 years ago and has been paying for it in repairs ever since.  When you ask her how much she's spent she'll tell you thousands and thousands of dollars.  If you ask her why she bought that old, cheap car she'll tell you "because I couldn't afford car payments."  Right.
Evidently their are sealed charges charges in the Russian collusion probe being directed by Mueller.  I'll bet that's making the Idiot Jerk's head spin.  Wouldn't be surprised if he doesn't start paying someone else's legal bills.
Oh, and I found this interesting.  A teeny, weeny power company from Ryan Zinke's teeny weeny home town got a really big contract to help Puerto Rico rebuild their electrical infrastructure.  Funny, eh?  So funny both parties are calling for an investigation.  Even funnier is that this 2 year old company only had 2 employees prior to getting that really, really big contract.  I'm surprised we didn't get a Tweet from the Idiot Jerk praising Zinke for "finally putting some of those bad hombres to work."  Wouldn't we all get a charge to see little Zinke's head rolling because of his greed?

Oh, and just remember, the American Taxpayers are going to be footing the majority of this bill.
Yesterday at work, I was walking backward helping a fellow associate carry a roll of vinyl when I tripped and fell backwards, landing on my butt.  Even though I felt fine, I reported it anyway, which is what we're supposed to do, you know, they're always worried about liabilities.  As I was telling some friends about it later, noting that I hadn't hurt myself, one of them piped in "of course you did, you have a crack in your ass..."

Friday, October 27, 2017

Wheelchair bound

So, while I've been playing Destiny 2 (it's fun, but not great) the real blockbusters come out today, or last night if you chose to download them.  I ordered a hard copy of Assassin's Creed - Origins, but downloaded Wolfenstein II, The New Colossus.
And I was excited.  Not like a little kid at Christmas, but still, these are 2 of my favorite game franchises.  Around 0330, when the dogs woke me up to take them outside (yes sometimes they have to go out in the wee hours of the morning) I started downloading.  And then I let them in and went back to bed.... for an hour before I finally said enough is enough.
After an intro / prologue, we find BJ Blazkowicz recovering from surgery in a submarine that has been attacked by Frau Engle and her Nazis... and BJ goes to killing them, while in a wheelchair.

Eventually he does put on clothes.

Anyway, I'll probably wait to play Assassin's Creed -Origins, or at least start to play it until Monday or Tuesday - I have off those 2 days.
I saw where the Idiot Jerk signed something that says there's an opiod crisis in the United States, but that's about as far as he went.  He also said the government would release all of the Kennedy assassination info... and then didn't.  And new info about his campaign going to Wikileaks for emails has surfaced.
Oh, and a lot of people are pointing out that if McCain, and Corker, and Flake really wanted to do damage to the Idiot Jerk they'd become Democrats.  We know they're never going to do that, they'd look like traitors to their own constituents, so instead they're going to dance around like a trio of nancing nellies blowing nothing but smoke.  Like so many, many Republicans, they seem to lack backbones... where's BJ when you need him?

Thursday, October 26, 2017


Well, my nuts are planted -2 of them, the only viable walnuts that made the journey from Lebanon to Harrisburg.  To find out if they're viable, you need to husk them and drop them in water, if they float... that's bad, there's air inside, if they sink?  that's good.  They have to be planted about 1" -2" deep because... well, that's about as deep as nutsy squirrels bury them in the fall.
I went to see "Geostorm" last evening and... it wasn't that bad.  Not great, mind you, fast paced though a little hokey at times, mostly during the brother scenes between Gerard Butler and Jim Sturgess.  That's right, these 2 guys are supposed to be brothers:

notice the resemblance?   Not in the least.  Marketing was way off for this movie, too.  Every trailer emphasized the CGI weather events, where it's actually a sci-fi thriller with CGI events.  There are good actors here, Ed Harris, Andy Garcia, Mare Winningham... well, maybe not Mare.  And there is pertinence since the Bad Guy spouts off the same bullshit as the Idiot Jerk in the White House which is rather amazing since the movie was ready for release 20 months ago.
And I visited my Mom yesterday; she had one of her incidents while I was there, no strength what so ever.  She was sitting out on the patio and didn't have the strength to get back to her apartment.  It took us about 10 minutes.  An associate offered to call their Med Tech and and told him that wasn't necessary... we've been through this before.  Once she was back in her apartment she laid down on her bed.  I went into her living room and sat down, and we chit chatted back and forth, and then... all of sudden, she zoomed by me in her walker heading towards her favorite chair.   You see, had the Med Tech arrived, she would have checked my Mom's B/P and called 911, and, as has happened before, the EMT's would have arrived to find nothing wrong but would have still transported her to the hospital to be on the safe side.  Believe me, that's gets expensive when it happens every 4 or 5 weeks.
While my Mom was recuperating on her bed, I checked through the news feeds on my phone and saw the Idiot Jerk was giving some sort of impromptu speech in the Rose Garden.  I flicked over to Facebook to see what sort of comments he was getting, and it was so funny.  I don't know what he was saying, but everybody was calling him a "Liar," and I had to laugh.  Rapid fire comments, maybe 2 or 3 per second, from different people and they were all the same.  People were calling him a "Liar," and a "Dirty Liar," and a "Rotten Liar;" no vulgarity, mind you.  One thing is for certain, the Idiot Jerk never looks at the comments on Facebook, otherwise he'd blow a gasket. 

Tuesday, October 24, 2017

My nuts

So, it's Tuesday morning.  I have about 180 lbs of dogs jumping around on the bed playing with their squeaking, purple squirrel, and from all of the squeaking it sounds like they're having a grand old time.
Last week, when I was down in Lebanon and stopped by the Gingrich Memorial Pool, I picked up a bunch of walnuts.  My first thought was to husk them and eat them when I got home, however, I got to thinking.  Wouldn't it be really neat to take some Lebanon walnuts and plant them here in Enola, forty-three miles away.  They're fast growing trees, producing fruit in  5 - 6 years.  True, in 30 years they can reach a height of 100 feet but let's face, I'm not going to be living here in 30 years.  Out of all the walnuts I brought back, only 2 are viable - but that's all it takes since they are cross-pollinators.  I'm excited!  Sometime tomorrow morning I'm going to plant my nuts.

Also, in 3 days Assassin's Creed - Origins gets released.  This game is already garnering some major accolades.  It's still not too late to buy some stock in Ubisoft because this game is going to make a fortune (thinks hundreds of hundreds of millions).  Here's the final release trailer.  I can't even imagine how great it would be to climb up the face of the Sphinx.

And, if you're interested in the "Do Nothing Party's" shitty tax plan, well, evidently there's already heaps and heaps of issues going on behind the scenes, what with the Idiot Jerk saying 401K's aren't going to be touched and the GOP desperately trying to find some small way to keep from diving head first into the Cesspool of Debt.  I'll bet they're terrified that their Kansas failure is going to slap them silly.  Kansas, you ask?  Yepper.  They've already used a conservative spin on that state's failed tax system and things went horribly wrong.  Corporate tax breaks don't create jobs, they merely pad pockets and provide bonuses.  Conservatives are great believers in "do as I say, not as I do."

Monday, October 23, 2017

Red Meat for the Democrats

So, yesterday I was sitting in the lunchroom during my break doing what I normally do, check my news feeds, and this article on Bloomberg caught my attention.  The idea that the Idiot Jerk in the White House might have his re-election sewn up in a sack of hatred was... well, I thought it was simply ludicrous. And then, of course, I had to find out who Doug Sosnik was, and what credibility he had.  Oops.  Except for a 3 year stint with the Clinton administration, he's mostly been associated with losing campaigns (John Warner?  Did he even get out of the starting gate?).  His resume does nothing to solidify either a pedigree or authority.  In my opinion, for what ever that amounts to, I think he's pretty much of a putz, however, his article does do one thing, throw red meat to the Democrats which, I suspect, was not his main intention.  But then, maybe Doug's smarter than I think...
Anyway, the Bloomberg article provides 5 bullet points as to why they think Doug's.. well, out of touch.  Me?  I keep wondering why people keep ignoring the most obvious reason why the Idiot Jerk's days in the White House are seriously limited:  the numbers.  In the 2016 election, while you may have loved your own favorite candidate, most Americans saw both candidates as flawed.  Many thought the polls were accurate and were 'okay' with Clinton winning and since they believed she had it 'locked' they didn't vote.  Remember how stunned the entire country was when the results came out, that the Idiot Jerk had managed to... win.  People turned out to vote him who had never voted before in their lives, while voters who thought Clinton was a sure winner stayed home and watched Netflix.  I don't know why so many people seem to be ignoring this one glaring fact.
And what about the GOP's Civil War?  What about that red meat?  They're cutting off their own legs to feed their anger.
The fact that eight and half months into the Idiot Jerk's presidency articles are coming out saying he has a lock on a 2020 re-election are funny as hell.  There isn't even a Democratic contender, let alone a Front Runner yet.  People are mad as hell that a minority group managed to get this scumbag into the Oval Office, and they are growing their anger.  Get ready!  The widow of Sgt La David Johnson is going to hand the Idiot Jerk and his deplorable supporters a plate of steaming shit this morning.

Sunday, October 22, 2017

Death of an ipod

So, I went to buy the new Beck album yesterday (Colors) and ran into a bit of a problem.  Amazon Music has always carried everything Itunes carries, and almost always at a more competitive price.  Sure, they don't get the exclusives, like Beyonce's music, but do you really think I'm the kind of person who's going to fork over money for Beyonce?  Nope.  What I've done in the past is buy the music I wanted and then exported it to my ipod.  I did this because for years I owned Hondas that relied upon USB cables rather than Bluetooth.  Well, yesterday morning, while I was syncing my ipod to my computer, I got an error message, number 3504, which said there was something wrong and I would need to restore my ipod.  I had no problem with this, however, when I started to restore I got another error message telling me there was another, bigger issue.  All of sudden this became very complicated.  I don't like complicated.  Simple is better.  Opening files to check on Host issues?  I don't do it.  I just want to plug the damn thing into my computer and have it sync my music, and that was evidently not going to happen.  I did a factory reset on the ipod and got the same error message.  Nada.  Nothing was working. So, I sat at my desk looking at this crappy Apple product which had last all of... a year and a half, and said "shit."
No problem.  I have a Galaxy S8 with a Bluetooth link to my Nissan Rogue and the Amazon Music App is on my phone.  All my music is safe.  All I have to do is open the app and play my music.  Easy peasy.
I did 30 minutes on my trainer this AM.  I'm avoiding the elliptical since it's too much like running and running isn't good for me until the 'issue' gets fixed, and the issue is getting fixed in a little over 3 weeks.
And did the Idiot Jerk in the White House Tweet something stupid yesterday?  I don't think so, but then he went golfing again.  I wonder if the Republicans have realized that they can never, ever point to a Democrat in the White House and complain about vacations, or golfing, for that matter.  This fool takes every weekend off.  I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't jump around the Oval Office every time Friday rolled around singing "it's Friday!  it's Friday! it's Friday."  What a loser.

Saturday, October 21, 2017

John Kelly - Auteur

While many think 'auteur' might solely be associated with film, citing a specific film style, the word can also be used with both music and literature, most often being used a little pretentiously and, in this case, may not be totally appropriate.  I mean, Kelly's speech certainly had the hallmarks, he being in total artistic control, however an article in the LA Times hones away some of those specific attributes.  I'll be honest, I was 'stunned' to find out this Four Star General fictionalized an encounter with Florida Congresswoman Wilson simply to attack her credibility.  How embarrassing that this distinguished gentleman tried to sully someone else's character with faulty recollections and phony innuendo in order to prop up the Idiot Jerk in the White House's ignoble attempt at condolences.  But then this was his own, personal foray into enemy territory; his endeavor to give the Idiot Jerk in the White House a smidgen of character failed, and unfortunately he ended up trivializing a moment of heartbreak by lying.  Evidently this is his new style, to foil by distraction and deceit.
Anyway, those on the right swallowed his speech spoon by spoon.  They love this stuff.  His words hearken back to a time they have dearly entrenched in their hearts.  They desperately long to go back to those times, when black people were butlers, or drivers, or maids in uniforms, or sang and danced in honky tonks, and brown people who speak Spanish were either hombres or sidekicks, or only came to town during harvest season.  Gay people either minced quietly in the background, or were over blown comic caricatures on the silver screen where they could be laughed at by people who had no problem with discrimination.  These are the people who love John Kelly's art.  The fact that he embodies a dying culture terrifies them and so they live for his words.  To them he is a success.
On a lighter note, I'm going to go see "Geostorm" this coming Wednesday.  You know, the new Gerard Butler movie?  Somehow, I don't think he's going to be wearing this costume since it's a CGI adventure.

But let's be perfectly honest here, I would rather pay to see Gerard Butler than freely listen to John Kelly's fake art any hour, of any day of the week.  One is honest about crafting his art, the other tries to artfully craft deceit into truth.

Friday, October 20, 2017

Taking one for the Team

So, yesterday I called Corporate HR to cancel my insurance since my Medicare payments begin on November 1.  I ended up getting cranky.  You see, I can't cancel until the day "my life changing event happens," and even then there will be 2 more monthly deductions.  I was told not to worry, I'd be reimbursed.  And, as I said, I got cranky.  When you get hired, and sign up for insurance, it starts to get deducted on you very first check.  I did apologize to the woman I was speaking to, noting that she was dealing with the limitations corporate had saddled her with, and that she was really only following a policy set by someone else.
I did some bench presses this AM - which is pretty much all that I can do.  Walking is great, I'm told - on an average I walk the equivalent of 3 miles per day... in the store.  Anything that exercises my core muscles is evidently out of bounds until this hernia gets fixed.   Shit.
I also had the oil changed in my car yesterday... and there's a spot on the tailgate where the paint has chipped off, not big, about an inch long and a quarter inch wide.  I was told that they sell touch-up paint... and that made me cranky, I mean the car is only 18 months old, paint shouldn't be chipping off.
Oh, and John Kelly gave an emotional speech about the death of his son in combat.  I hate to be the cynical one, but my feeling is that he took a hit for the team.  He opened up a painful wound in order for people to feel sorry for the Idiot Jerk in the White House.  Unfortunately he lost me when he said he was "stunned" to hear this woman's Congresswoman was in the room when she received the call.  Excuse me, but how many people were in the room with the Idiot Jerk when he placed the call?  How many people were actually listening to what Kelly believes was a "private" conversation.  Was there, perhaps, a photographer there to document this "private" moment?  Wouldn't surprise me, you know?  To get the proof, so to speak.  I can even imagine photos and videos showing up in campaign ads.
Will the Idiot Jerk get a slight boost in the polls because of Kelly's speech?  Perhaps among Republicans.  Mostly, I think not.  People realize just what kind of self-serving asshole the Idiot Jerk is, that any compassion he shows is totally ego driven.  When he complained how other presidents hadn't made those difficult calls, he did so, not because he knew they were emotionally draining, rather that's the sort of thing he dumped on a secretary, someone who might actually care.

Thursday, October 19, 2017

Diving In

So, here it is, Thursday, my 2nd day off in a row (ain't it sweet?).
Yesterday I drove down to the VA Hospital in Lebanon and met with the Admitting Nurse and the chief Anesthesiologist (not the one who's going to put me under).  Mostly they told me things I'd already been told... except for one thing.  I can start going back to the gym now - I just can't do anything Ab related, which means that the 160 lb leg presses are out until sometime in December; upper chest and shoulders are fine.
Since those meetings were supposed to take an hour and ended up taking... oh, about 10 minutes, I took a jaunty trip out to Coleman's Park, (it was also on my way home to Harrisburg).  55 years ago I lived in a suburb of Lebanon called Avon (pronounced Ave - in ((short 'a'))) and every Wednesday during summer a break I would climb aboard a big, yellow school but at the Avon (short 'a' remember?) playground and ride out to Coleman's Park were I'd swim in the Gingrich Memorial Pool.  That swimming pool is still in operation today, which I found surprising.  This is what it looks like today.

Back then they had a diving board rather than a sleek, yellow slide.
On the Idiot Jerk side of things in this world, either he was or wasn't ignorant to the grieving widow of an American soldier killed in Niger.  Just by knowing that the first name of that American hero was LaDavid, I'd pretty much bet the claims of callousness are correct.  Except for his rabid supporters who are dumber than cow shit, everybody knows by now that the Idiot Jerk prefers to deal with, and associate with, homo sapiens who are Caucasian.  In fact I'd bet good money he would so much as wet his little toe in the Gingrich Memorial Pool since those kids swimming there are quite diverse.

Tuesday, October 17, 2017

Dominant genetics

For a while now I've been thinking about evolution and how we as a species are continuing to grow and evolve.  While process takes a long, long time, all you need to do is look to see one change happening all around us:  skin color is getting darker.  This is bad news for certain religious sects whose theological beliefs tend to fall apart when their creation myth is disqualified.  And, we as a species are getting darker.  Certain groups in our society also find this to be an unimaginable problem; race is not an indicator of superiority. 
In their attempts to totally refute the evolutionary process, these 2 groups are on the verge of banding together, or at least that's what seems to be happening in America.  One race and and one religion are deemed to be superior, nothing else is considered.  They are trying to grow their hatred.  They will surrender nothing, but will fight tooth and nail, no matter what the cost to humanity, to maintain even the tiniest grasp of dominance. 
Of course they will fail.  As Jeff Goldblum said in "Jurassic Park" mother nature will find a way of getting around.  In fact, all you need to do is walk into any mall to see where are dominant gene is taking us.  This is life.

Monday, October 16, 2017

Lifeboats this way

Well, here it is, Monday morning.  For some of you the weekend is over and it's back to work, for me?  Well, I worked the weekend.
Lily's 'Snout Magic' arrives today.  She's not the only one with dry nose.  Big Seig's got a bit around the corners of his nostrils, which means he'll get a dab as well.  Besides, he'd feel bad if she got her nose balmed and he didn't.  They're dogs, you know?  Like little kids, jealous of what the other gets.
I did about 20 minutes on the Kinetic trainer this AM.  I'm on the fence as to whether I like it or not - I am fairly sure, however, that it wasn't completely worth what I paid.  I'm on my 2nd resistance unit.  They replaced the first because of Bluetooth issues - it wouldn't stay connected to either my phone or my tablet.  Because I'm using cyclocross tires the calibration is poor so I'm really getting accurate readings.  Details for setting up the tension on the resistance unit are very vague, like "tighten the tension knob until tire touches the unit and the add 2 or 3 turns."  I have nobby tires so only the nubs of the tire touch, not the tire itself.  What they really want is for you to buy one of their 'special' training tires.  If they wanted you to use a special tire, one should have been included with the purchase. Cheapo me went out and bought an inexpensive road bike tire - that will do.  Oh, and calling myself 'cheapo' is only a phrase, I'm actually rather expensive.
And, being that it's Monday morning, I checked to see if the Idiot Jerk's approval ratings continue to erode... they do.  I specifically went to Fox to see if they were giving him a ray of sunshine... nada.  They're actually rather quiet.  I don't know if that means they're satisfied that his approval rating is beginning to edge below 38% or whether they're just happy the damn thing isn't sinking any faster.  You know what I mean, if you don't talk about it, his supporters won't notice the bow slipping below the surface.
Actually, that's not quite right, Juan Williams, a political commentator with Fox News just published an article calling the Idiot Jerk a failed president.  We all know that to be true.  In fact, I suspect that's his way of holding up a little sign which reads "lifeboats this way." 

Sunday, October 15, 2017

Lilly has a dry nose

That's right, she does.  I noticed her nose looked a bit funny, in a tiny, lumpy kind of way yesterday morning.  A quick check online identified the problem - dry nose.  Evidently certain breeds are more susceptible than others and Boxers happen to be one of those breeds.  There were lots of pictures of noses, some in really bad shape.  An order of Snout Smooth is being delivered tomorrow.  We'll see how well it works.

The lady Lillian
A little bit of balm will cure her problem, the Idiot Jerk in the White House?  He's a bomb of a different color.  Watching him in action is kind of like watching all the ingredients of hatred slowly being emulsified in a blender.  He speaks to a hate group and his ever shrinking group of supporters cheer.  I saw that some moron named Gorka, a sack of shit who used to be one of the Idiot's advisers... (he had something to do with the Idiot Jerk in the White House) also spoke to the same hate group.  Gorka evidently got kicked off the Idiot Jerk's staff because he was such an obvious White Supremacist, which tells you exactly where this particular hate group is headed.
Anyway, there was this  bit in Bloomberg about how the liberal media was kicking the snot out of the Idiot Jerk.  What what so beautiful about the article was the specific point on how his supporters are basically devolving into 'cult' status.  I liked the bit about how his base even cheers when he denigrates the First Amendment, but then what more could you expect from a group that has been breed for their loyalty not their intelligence.  The article is spot on.  Conservatives are not only trying to isolate America from anything which might lead to revolutionary ideals, they are fervently binding their own beliefs into a tight little knot which treats a majority of Americans not only as though they were fresh off the boat immigrants, but as illegal aliens as well.  They are desperately trying to anoint themselves as the only true Americans.
Where as on Monday evening I'll be able to rub some soothing balm on Lilly's nose, the only thing they're going to do is continue to explode in a confined space of their own making.

Saturday, October 14, 2017

Trump buddies up with a Hate Group

Today is Saturday and I get to go back to work after my one day off.  I accomplished much more yesterday than I thought I might, being that some times I end up putzing away the day.  The Med Techs at the Camp Hill VA Outpatient Clinic did my pre-op EKG... and I am pleased to say that I do have a heart... and it's beating!
Another thing I did yesterday was to bake a pumpkin pie from scratch... that's right.  Tasty!!

The only problem I had was Big Seig.  He snatched the egg shells out of the garbage and munched them to pieces in the living room, but then he's a dog and doesn't know any better.
Oh, and the Idiot Jerk in the White House became the first sitting president to speak at the Family Voters thingy (can't remember exactly what it's called).  You know?  The hate group run by that faux haired Tony Perkins?  And the dumb shit, Idiot Jerk pretty much declared war on anybody and everybody who does not agree with these narrow minded moron's interpretation of Judaeo-Christian values.  Of course just about everyone with a smidgen of intelligence knew he was going to do something like this since those crazies give him what he so desperately wants:  adulation.  Even the Idiot Bush was smart enough to know going down this road will lead to disaster.  The more these crazies lay their hands on him and bow down to him, the more he's going to give them what they want.  The Idiot Jerk doesn't care if a majority of the people find his behavior despicable, he's going to anoint this evil with a nod, and a smile as his tiny, little hand gives these haters a 'thumbs up.'  But then this has always been the case with this dumb shit, kiss his ass and he's over the rainbow.  More so now than in the past, since so much of what is happening in his most dysfunctional of administrations is hitting the air waves.  Just about everybody knows it's a cluster fuck, which is why he's turning to the crazies who kiss his ass.

Friday, October 13, 2017


Well, here it is, Friday the 13th and I'm off work - I requested the day off, not because I'm in the least bit superstitious, but if I didn't pick a specific day I might have ended up working 8 days in a row.
I plan to accomplish a lot today, but know if I end up chalking 4 or 5 things off a very long list I will be satisfied, getting more done will be groovy gravy.
Amazon sent me an email  letting me know that my order for Destiny 2 (PC version) will be shipping early and I should get it on 10/23, which is nice since previously all 3 new games were going to arrive on 10/27.  This means I'll get to start killing alien scum sooner than I thought.  For those who don't know what Destiny 2 is, trailer is below.

And what about that Idiot Jerk in the White House?  Evidently he just issued another Executive Order which stops government reimbursements to insurers which offset the cost of premiums to low income individuals.  He so desperately wants to be a dictator, wants to crush people's lives with the dash of a pen.  One of the main reasons the repeal of the ACA failed was because so many lower income people who had health coverage would no longer be able to afford that coverage.  The Idiot Jerk doesn't care about those people - he never has.
I saw where Bob was lambasting those bonehead Log Cabin Republicans in a Not My President section.  I paid a visit to their website.  These people are really, really screwed up in the head.  If you have a barn and it catches fire, there are certain animals who, when taken out of the burning building, will rush back inside.  That's what Log Cabin Republicans do, and they do it so cluelessly.  They want to be devoutly, pro-gun, social conservatives without realizing that multitudes upon multitudes of devoutly, pro-gun, social conservatives want to lock them all up inside their log cabin and set the damn thing ablaze.  They are a stupid people who willingly give their dollars to candidates who want to pen them up in internment camps.  They will never learn.  The barn door is open, the barn is turning into an inferno, and they will stand their lowing the lamentable "I support you... I support you... I support you."  This is their destiny.  

Thursday, October 12, 2017

The Real Deal

So, here it is... Thursday.  I get to work today and then I have off a day.
We had some DeWalt tools walk out of our Front Door yesterday.  Well, they didn't really walk, someone carried them out... without paying.  And then they drove as quickly as possible to the next closest store and returned them... for store credit.  Idiots.  Store credits have changed.  There was a time when you could return something without a receipt, get a store credit, and then sell it on Ebay to anyone in the country.  Now, when a store credit is issued, they scan / swipe your driver's license or state ID and that credit can only be activated by that particular ID.  Some people get angry when they find this out.  This keeps people from selling them for cold, hard cash, or on the Internet.  Oh, and if you don't have a legitimate ID you can't get a store credit.  Sorry.
Oh, and I saw on Towleroad link that Steven Bannon only gives the Idiot Jerk a 30% chance of surviving through his entire first term.  Like... what's surprising about that?  I'm amazed he's made it this long.  He's kind of like mold, you know? 
And I check out the Idiot Jerk's approval ratings, and, as usual, they are very low.  Even the crazy to the right propaganda team at Faux News can only manage to get him up to 42%.  That's kind of funny since that network gushes forth every time he Tweets out a turd, treating it as though it were the most tastiest of Bonbons.

The real deal... not a Trumpy Treat
So, my dining room has pretty much a wall of windows in this wide, but not so deep, alcove that used to hold a window seat.  Originally I thought I might buy some decorative mirrors to reflect the drapes and the windows and the rooms... and then I started looking at prices.  And then I thought... hey! I work in a Home Improvement Store!  I can make something which looks very similar for... oh, say $20.  I mean, I am a Home Decor Specialist after all.

Wednesday, October 11, 2017

Pronouncing Fuchsia

Well, I ordered some new Tamarac slippers this AM, nothing fluffy or super plush; hopefully they'll be fairly rugged since I wear them quite a bit when I'm home.
I also tried to rollover some of my 401K into a much safer IRA... and was told that I have to wait... like another 6 months.  Now we're only allowed to do rollovers once per year, which sucks.  I hate keeping money in it, especially with the Idiot Jerk in the White House.  Like all small minded conservatives, when the stock market does drop like a rock, he'll blame it on somebody else - probably Bill Clinton.  For those who don't remember, that's what the Idiot Bush did... asshole.  Anyway, I've got to let my 401K sit until April of 2018...  talk about having a personalized nail-biter.
We had a counterfeiter in the store yesterday - $100 bills.  He picked a tall, thin, 24 year old cashier who is usually easily intimidated because he thought this cashier would be an easy mark.  Well, this effeminate cashier pulled out his cajones and said "sorry, $100 need to be run through our self-checkout."  Self-checkout knows the difference.  Well, the culprit said "I don't want to walk all the way down there, let me go get my credit card," and left the building.  Me?  I wanted to cup that cashier's cajones and compliment him on their size but I knew that to do so would cause his head to explode with the million shades of fuchsia blushing across his face.

Oh, and for those who don't know, it's pronounced 'few-sha' not 'fuck-see-ah.'
The funny thing about this attempt at counterfeiting is that the same person tried it last week outside at our garden register... and got away with it - $800.  The cashier who took the bills was a 65 year old Trump supporter.  When this cashier was asked why he didn't call management he said, "well, there was a customer waiting."  I kid you not.  I think that this proves once and for all that those who support the Idiot Jerk have no balls.

Tuesday, October 10, 2017

The Selfish Nature of the Social Conservative

So, I saw this article this morning and thought I'd talk about it a little.  America, we have a problem.  You see we have something called the First Amendment and there are a number of people out there who don't like it.  They believe we should have a National Religion, which would happen to be theirs.  They call themselves Social Conservatives and they represent the ugly head of selfishness.  You see for them, their most favorite pronouns are "I," followed by "my."  For them "you" can be a really negative word because "you" is about someone else.  These Social Conservatives have allowed their beliefs to evolve to a stage where "you" is not even secondary.  Since they don't believe in evolution they would never understand this, but evolve they have.  And they like the Constitution, but only as long as it lets them be as selfish as possible.  They don't like it when "you" means everybody.
These Social Conservatives want to change rules and create regulations that benefit themselves, alone.  They want to be able to say that "my beliefs say I can fire you from your job because my beliefs are more important than you as a human being."  The truth is they don't care about human beings at all, unless those human beings share the same beliefs.  These Social Conservatives want to be able to discriminate, not only against sexual orientation, but against race and nationality.  They don't want to give immigrants the chance to possibly dilute, either socially or culturally, the purity of their own beliefs.  You see, it's not just the jobs they claim immigrants will take, it's the very blood coursing through their veins which these Social Conservatives need to keep out.
They will never understand how wrong they are, to even consider such an action would be to challenge the very soul of "I."

Monday, October 9, 2017

Bladerunner 2049, the Idiot Jerk, an the evil bitch

Well, it's 0620, the temperature outside is 76 (F) and it's drizzling - the normal temperature for this time of year is supposed to be in the mid - 60's... and my Central Air is running.  What's wrong with this picture?
Today is Columbus Day and I have off - the 3rd of my three days.
I went to see "Bladerunner 2049" yesterday.  My niece's husband posted on Facebook that it was a 'Masterpiece,' so I corrected him.  The movie is good... but not great.  The acting is all very good, some of the performances will most likely be recognized come Oscar time.  Visually stunning at times, "Bladerunner 2049" is certifiable eye candy.  But then there's the story line which takes almost 2 hours and 45 minutes to unfold.  The first film, all those years ago, was fast paced - remember Harrison Ford chasing Joanna Cassidy through the shops and crashing through the glass?  There is action here, but nothing at that pace.  What I noticed was a lot of variation, or re-imaginings of scenes:  Deckard and Leon Kowalski is now Gosling and Bautista.  Questions Deckard asks in the first film are realized in the sequel:  "You look down and see a bee crawling on your hand, what do you do?"  I thought it was good, but not great.  I wasn't bored, didn't find the movie dragging, however my friend Patty said she thought it dragged on and on at times.

Politically speaking, yesterday was another banner day of stupidity for the Idiot Jerk in the White House, in fact, there was more fun there then a three ring circus.  The feud between Corker and the Idiot Jerk is beginning to really tear the GOP apart.  The Idiot Jerk will support a weakened DACA, but only if he gets 10 billion for his wall.  The Mini Idiot Jerk (Mike Pence) walked out of an NFL game because "his boss gave him walking orders.  Steve Bannon is only going to back Conservative candidates running against the GOP.  Oh, and there's some grousing among the GOP that the 'Middle Class Tax Cut' is going to be fairly non-existent.  Did I miss anything?
And finally, I Googled the ACLU vs Cornwall Lebanon School District and came up with bit about the evil Mrs. Miller.  Evidently she forced a 2nd grader to stand in front of the class and recite the Lord's Prayer because when he'd done it at his chair, he recited it with his eyes open. 

Lebanon Daily News 6/25/64     Mrs. J. Herbert Miller, Eric's homeroom teacher, explained the incident when she appeared as a witness before Judge Follmer. She said Eric was one of three pupils called upon to recite the prayer with closed eyes. Her attention to the eyes- open incident was called by the other pupils, Mrs. Miller testified. She further pointed out that she was merely carrying out a routine instructional function by requiring that an act improperly done be performed again in the correct manner.

Sunday, October 8, 2017

The Horrid Bitch

I started school when I was 5, not because I was  very smart, which turned out to be true, but because back then if you turned 6 by December, you were old enough for First Grade.  My teacher was Mrs. Warner, and I will admit to being a bit trying.  My teacher was Mrs. Miller and she was a horrid  bitch. 
My Mom called the school to find out when the first day of classes was because my parents (and I) were going on vacation.   That day turned out to be wrong, classes actually started the day before, while we were on the road back from Virginia.  On the first day of class Mrs. Miller had handed out little aluminum pie tins to everyone in the class and they had started to decorate them.  On my first day in 2nd grade, (their 2nd day) Mrs. Miller told me, in front of everybody, that because I had missed the first day, I had no pie tin and would have to sit by myself while the rest of the class finished their decorations.  This is how you hurt a 6 year old child.  Oh, and this is not the only reason she's a horrid bitch.
Mrs. Miller harangued me constantly, nit-picking apart my every action. 
She tied me in my chair with twine because she said I stood up too much.  She untied me after the last bell of the day had rung, and after the rest of the kids had left the classroom, forcing me to run so I wouldn't miss my bus home.  And I was... 7 by then. 
On Valentines day we all decorated shoe boxes and made valentines for the rest of the kids in the class.  I can remember the excitement as we all went around the classroom depositing cards into each others boxes.  This was a fun time, you know?  And the next day, while everyone else was pulling the lids off of their boxes and dumping their cards on their desks, I opened mine and.... it was empty.  This is how you humiliate a 7 year old child.
Mrs. Miller had a son who played the violin.  She thought it would be great for him to play for us... well, not all of us.  She chose everyone whom she deemed worthy, everyone except myself and two others.  They went to a different classroom, we stayed alone, with one of the school secretaries as a monitor to make sure we didn't talk.
I spent a little time trying to look up information on the horrid bitch.  She was married to J. Herbert Miller, a man with a Master Degree in Sacred Theology.  She lived on Areba Street in Hershey, back then that area was... nice, not rich, but nice.  In 1962 she was one of 2 teachers subpoenaed when the ACLU filed a lawsuit against the Cornwall-Lebanon School District over forced prayer in public schools. 
If I wanted, I could have, perhaps found out what her first name was... but that would have meant using up my time, wasting my time on a terrible person who is better off known as the horrid bitch.

Saturday, October 7, 2017

Social Conservative Porn

Saw an interesting bit in the LA Times this AM regarding James Woods, the crazy to the Right has been actor.  Evidently he announced his retirement from acting, one of the reasons given was his difficulty getting hired because of his... political views.
And, for those who missed it, yesterday, a 70 year old, white, social conservative published his version of Christian Porn.  Yep, Jeff Sessions published 25 pages of the stuff.  Evidently he "consulted" with a  Crazy to the Right Legal team in an attempt to legally cement their hatred towards... well, everybody who doesn't believe what they believe.  The second after publication members of the LGBT community started shouting and waving their red flags, however it effects so many, many more people. because it lets people who have certain beliefs say "no."  This Sessions' porn allows them to inflict pain and suffering simply by saying "it's against my religion."  One's own personal beliefs become the caretaker of discrimination.  If you're a minority, any minority, they can refuse to serve you, to provide help in your times of need.  This Sessions' porn allows certain people to look you in the eye and say "you have no worth."  It gives them the ability to ostracize whomever they choose.  For example, say you just happen to be a straight, Catholic couple who go to a baker who happens to believe that Catholics are phony, that they're false Christians, that baker can refuse to bake their cake because he believes they worship idols.  This Sessions' porn not only opens the door for legal discrimination, but for legal segregation as well.

And, of course, there are voices out there saying that this porn lacks specificity, that because of its generalized details, this thing will be tied up in the courts for years.  That's precisely what these haters want.  You see, they don't mind waiting until the Idiot Jerk in the White House loads the courts with enough like-minded haters who will constitutionalize and legitimize this hatred.
Vote Blue.
Vote Blue.
Take back control.

Friday, October 6, 2017

Not the Nate I'm thinking of

Had my pre-op blood work done this AM and it took longer than I had anticipated.  Three tubes!  So now I'm running a bit behind.
Apologies to Rozzie for calling her Roxie yesterday, saw the error of my dyslexic fingers and couldn't correct until I got home.
Oh, and surprisingly, today is Friday and for once it actually is my Friday.  I was going to help my brother move... but now with lifting restrictions that's out.  Besides, I suspect his wife is still shriekingly angry at me for suggesting I put their dead cat in the freezer.  That, and wanting them to deal with their responsibility while they were on vacation. 
And more and more stories are filling up space regarding Rex Tillerson and the Moronic Idiot Jerk in the White House... (tell me, am I getting redundant?).  While I was waiting for them to use a needle to suck the blood out of my arm this morning, I perused a number of stories, mostly detailing the incompetence of the Idiot Jerk while filling his cabinet positions.  Bad hiring, they're calling it, compounded by the fact that he, himself, is a fucking moron... at least I think that's how Rex classified his boss.
And Nate, a name I've always liked, most likely because of a some sort of pre-conceived image of someone I've never met, looks like he's gearing up to hit the Gulf Coast on Sunday.  That's right, another hurricane is aiming for Trumplvania.  This is what you call really bad Karma.

Here's a nice Nate for you
And so it's off to work, on my Friday that's actually a Friday.

Thursday, October 5, 2017

He fingers... she speaks

So, yesterday I drove down to the Lebanon VA Hospital to speak to my surgeon.  Interestingly, he told me that my hernia was old, that I'd had it for some time, and that my going to the gym regularly, strength training, and extensive bits of cardio had exacerbated the problem.  What ever... it's getting fixed on November 14, which is 6 days after my birthday.  What I have to look forward to is 2 days of discomfort, 12 days of Rest and Relaxation, and then 2 more weeks before I'm fit enough to start hitting the gym again.  I cannot wait.
After my consultation, I stopped in to take a pee and saw large poster of an attractive man holding an ax posted above the urinal.  What caught my eye was the headline:  Don't fear the finger.

Now, even though this was meant to be taken seriously, I had to laugh, in fact, I'm still laughing.  In fact, I suspect there are a lot of men out there, both gay and straight, who will be laughing with me.
Oh, and evidently Rex Tillerson may, or may not have, called the Idiot Jerk in the White House a moron.  An article in the Washington Post pretty much indicates that because this is making headlines, it's a pretty good indicator that he is in a death spiral.  We all know that the Idiot Jerk is cursed with an horrendous ego problem, and he must find the idea that one of his cabinet members my possibly have called him a moron must be shattering.  As I said to Rozzie, maybe we should start a pool, wagering which rat will jump ship next.
And here's a bit more of Assassins Creed, Origins.  Cleopatra speaks.  Gaming is not what you think it is.

Don't you wish you could ski down a pyramid like that?

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

The origins of ... stuff

So, today is Wednesday and I'm off work today - vacation day, though it's going to be anything but a vacation.  I have an appointment at 10:20 with the surgical team at the VA Hospital in Lebanon, about an hour away, where we're going to discuss my hernia.  What I'm hoping is that by 10:30 I have a date set in stone.  I want it fixed, as soon as possible.  If they can do it in 2 weeks that would be just ducky dandy.  Unfortunately I have this terrible feeling they're going to give me a date about 2 months from now, not what I want to hear.  I need to be able to start doing things again without the fear of my intestines popping through my muscle wall, or worrying about them getting trapped in a pocket of muscle and getting squeezed to death.  My routines are all screwed up.  No gym.  No cardio (except for walking, which does very little to get my neurotransmitters popping).  Besides, in 3 weeks 3 new games that I've pre-ordered are released:  Assassin's Creed Origins, Wolfenstein II, and Destiny 2 (for PC), and what better way is there to spend 2 weeks recovering.
I see the Idiot Jerk in the White House still refuses to call the Vegas horror domestic terrorism, even though Paddock evidently put a lot of time into planning the thing, including the set up of cameras to monitor the hallways leading to his room.  Does that surprise you?  Me?  No.  His definition of terrorism needs to include religion - it can't be terrorism unless it's carried out by Muslims.
And, tucked away in the LA Times this AM was a smidgen regarding those Crazy to the Right contributors, and how they're getting all pissy about the Do Nothing Party's inability to do... well... anything.  The Young Guard wants the Old Guard gone, and (this is funny) they are saying that the party may actually have to lose seats in the House and Senate in order to replace them with more like-minded crazies.  And.... wait a minute... replace them?  (this is where you laugh)  Yeah.  For those who didn't know, this is how losers begin to acknowledge their unpopularity, that the Idiot Jerk in the White House, with his dismally low approval rating, is taking them towards a dead end.  They're dropping these little turds so that in 12 months they can kind of say "I told you so."
And, of course, since the game I'm most looking forward to is Assassin's Creed, Origins I thought I'd share a trailer.  Egypt - Cleopatra... Julius Caesar... this is going to be great!

Now doesn't that give you a warm fuzzy feeling?

Tuesday, October 3, 2017

Las Vegas, Money, and a not so warm, fuzzy feeling

Some odd points about yesterday.
While America was reeling over the horror that happened in Las Vegas, I was surprised to see that not everyone was horrified.  You say "WHAT?  How could anyone be anything but shocked?"  Well, investors weren't.  The Dow Jones went up 152 points.  For those who don't know, that's a lot of stocks.  At a time when many were shocked senseless by the sheer magnitude of death and suffering caused by one, lone individual, there were those out there more concerned with making money.  So, am I the only one who sees a correlation there?  Between money and evil?  That times of horrible evil are also times to make lots of money?  To turn death and horror into profit?  I hope not.  Yet there are those out there who thought it would be very good for their bank accounts.  Now, isn't that frightening?
And could someone please explain to me what a "warm condolence" is?  I have no idea.  Isn't a "warm condolence" a paradox?  Warm and fuzzy, and yet sorry and sad.  The definition of condolences is :  an expression of sympathy, especially on the occasion of a death.    So can someone please tell me about warm sympathy?  I ask this because the Idiot Jerk in the White House sent "warm condolences" to the victims families and the survivors of the Las Vegas Horror.  I suspect that this is about as heartfelt as he can get since he, himself is the epitome of shallow insincerity
Finally, I would remiss if I didn't point out that Nevada, with it's most liberal gun laws, has suddenly become the poster child for gun control.  The fact that one very crazy man can amass a collection of 23 guns in a hotel room without anyone raising a flag is... well, it's as horrifying as the horror he unleashed.  This man may have actually walked through the lobby, a high powered rifle in each hand, and no one would have said a thing because he wasn't breaking the law.  He may actually have carried his armory bit by bit, across the lobby twelve or more times.   Think about it.

Monday, October 2, 2017

Terrorist event / military crawl

Today is Monday, and something terrible happened last night in Las Vegas.  A 64 year old, white guy named Stephen Paddock killed more than 50 people; more than 200 were injured.  And authorities are not calling it a terrorist action.  I'm sorry,  but when that many people are murdered it's a terrorist activity.  His main purpose was to kill as many as possible, and create terror and horror.  The Idiot Jerk in the White House sent 'warm condolences,' which confounds me, it's the paradox, you know?  the juxtaposition of warm and condolence.  Warm is nice... condolence sad.  When a friend's daughter gets married, you send warm wishes because you want to convey a 'nice' feeling.  When your friend's daughter dies, you send heart felt condolences, or deepest condolences because you want your friend to know that your heart is hurting.  Warm is fuzzy and nice, not sad.  But then what else would you expect from the Idiot Jerk? 
And on the lighter side, my store was broken into late Saturday night by some very physically fit men.  There were at least 3 involved (we have cameras) and 2 were white.  I can't tell you how they gained access because there is an ongoing investigation, however the fact that at least 3 of them were physically fit is without a doubt.  How do I know this?  We have motion detectors.  Every retailer who has anything worth stealing has motion detectors.  Back when I worked for International Paper, in an accounting environment, there were motion detectors.  To avoid being detected by our motion detectors, these 3 physically fit gentlemen military crawled.  They military crawled, from their point of access to where they wanted to go, for over 500 feet.  And that's just one way.  And, when they were detected, which they were, they military crawled all the way back to their entry point.
For those who don't know, this is a military crawl.

Think of it as a combination plank and crawl.  Their core muscles must be dynamite.  As I said, once they realized they'd been detected, they exited the building the same way.  While I didn't see the videos, I suspect they were moving pretty fricking fast to get out before the police arrived on the scene.

Sunday, October 1, 2017

Puerto Rico's Illegal Immigrant Problem

I guess just about everybody knows about the Twitter tirade the Idiot Jerk in the White House went on yesterday, lambasting the Mayor of San Juan, saying she had poor leadership abilities.  If most people weren't aware of it then, they should certainly know now that Puerto Rico has an illegal immigrant problem.  I'm talking about the fact that those living there have brown skin (like those bad hombres from South of the Border), and speak Spanish (again like those bad hombres from South of the Border).  The Idiot Jerk in the White House has obviously lumped all people who have dark skin and speak Spanish into one group:  Immigrants.  The idea that Puerto Rico is a colony that is, in one way or another, been working towards statehood makes absolutely no sense to the Idiot Jerk.  Oh, and you have to remember that in 2016 they voted for Hillary, if that doesn't make them bad hombres nothing does.  I'd say this is the reason he's been a little lax when it comes to providing them with aid.  Let's be honest, it's not like their Houston, which voted for him.
This is sad, but I can practically hear him asking "where are all the White People at?  If they're a colony, shouldn't there be more White People?  If they're not White, then they've got to be there illegally.  Were they invaded by those bad hombres from South of the Border?"
No one ever said he was rational.  Besides, he's no doubt still fuming that "Little Marco" won the primary.  I'm surprised he has sent his Voter Fraud lackeys to investigate that loss.  Don't forget that "Little Marco" also has dark skin and speaks Spanish.  I wouldn't be surprised if he wasn't made to show his citizenship papers every time he voted in Congress.  Can't you hear the Idiot Jerk saying "hey, Little Marco, hold up your papers, prove you're not illegal."
Anyway, they are finally starting to step the aid relief, I suspect only because the Republicans are beginning to look really bad.  References are being tossed about regarding the Idiot Bush and Katrina.  Not that the Idiot Jerk supporters care.  I'm sure they're just as confused as the Idiot Jerk, believing that anyone and everyone who has dark skin and speaks Spanish must be an illegal.