Well, today's Wednesday and I'm off. I was a little surprised I made it through my second 6 day stretch, of course the chores have accumulated during that time. Yard work is planned for today, and tomorrow... and at some point I'm going to need to get a haircut and cut my nails. How's that for la-de-dah?
And I do believe today is the last day for the Idiot Jerk to spreading discord and discontent in the UK. There were a lot of protests. I don't think they bother him, rather he likes to think of himself as an interrupter, he creates disruption in order to cover the dirt. He desperately wants to be the champion of Greed, that being the most obvious sign of success. I find it interesting with all the billionaires in the world, he seems to be the only who's had to file for bankruptcy... often.
Oh, and I saw where Hope Hicks was going to turn over documents to Congress relating to the 2016 election and the White House is trying to stop her from doing so... which is what you do once you've been exonerated... unless, of course, they show how the Idiot Jerk knew Russia was helping him get elected. You know, that is what he said...until he deleted the Tweet. That Tweet will make a nice campaign poster for the 2020 election, won't it?
I had read an article a while back which stated the two times in a person's life when they are the most creative are their 20's and their 50's. If that were true, than I'd have to say I came little late to the party. Of course, for me that isn't true. I thought I'd write about that today. This article, however, is what caught my attention this morning. I was surprised by how much this defines me. My brain never stops putting things together, even when I'm sleeping. In fact, no matter what I'm doing different ideas will touch each other, form a junction, and go jointly into some new direction. Yesterday morning I woke with the idea of having Eli, one of my main characters, riding down a trail on a mountain bike. As I headed back to take my morning shower, I knew he needed to be following another character. During my shower I realized the character he was following needed to point to the left and say "snake," in order for them to turn to the right. Stepping out of the shower, I understood that in the new book snakes needed to be a metaphor for the truth, and how some people avoid the truth for the same reason they avoid snakes. I know not everybody is going to understand this, but snakes are very important. We learn from them.
Now, I know some are thinking the Idiot Jerk is a snake... they're wrong. He's a festering sore who will go gangrene if we don't treat him the way he needs to be treated.
As for coming late to the party? I think I've always been at the party.