October 21, 2019

Country girl shake it for me

It is a rainy day and a Monday. Thunder booms in the distance as a gentle rain falls.

There was a dead sparrow outside of the garage door this morning. I scooped him up into a old Target bag along with a dirty diaper and tossed the bag into the trash. A sad end for one of God's creatures.

We had a nice road trip to the far north suburbs of Chicago. The granddaughter was ceremoniously baptized in her father's childhood church with the other grandparents standing alongside. It was nice to be included as part of the family, even if they are not blood relations.

The trip itself was not eventful. We opted to go through downtown Chicago Saturday to avoid the cost of tolls. Traffic was unusually heavy for a Saturday. It was typical stop and go on I-94, until it cleard up with no discernable cause for the delay. North of the loop the I-90 traffic snarled things. We escaped much of he congestion by staying in the express lanes. Coming home we bit the toll bullet and took the Tri-State. Six bucks saved us at least thirty minutes.

There you have it, the weekend report. We drove to Greater Chicagostan. Ate dinner. Went to church. Ate brunch. Drove home. The Hampton Inn was nice. And free (I used points).

Have a great Monday. I'm off to the computer to search for a job.

October 19, 2019

I cannot remember the last time I ate a TV dinner

Weird dreams haunted my sleep last night. No I will not relate them, because they were nonsensical and frankly they are fragmenting and dissipating from my awake mind like dust on the wind. "Haunted" is probably not the right word, at least in context. There was nothing scary about the dreams. In any case I find little more boring than reading about somebody's dreams, unless it is 57% of the content of this blog, including this latest episode.

So there.

We are heading off on a road trip today. We are off to Illinoisstan to attend my granddaughter's baptism in the morning. All of those hotel points will provide free shelter tonight. Please don't come and steal my valuables while we are gone. And let me emphasize,  my stogies are not in the locked  cherrywood humidor on my desk. Take the TV, leave the box. My neighbor is gone. Take his stuff, he has better quality than I do anyway. Bedsides, the boy and his dog will be house sitting anyway.

It is time to rip up the garden. There was frost yesterday morning. There may be blooms on the tomato plants, but growing season is done. I picked what few green tomatoes that were of decent size Tuesday to ripen on the cabinet, then we are done with fresh produce. The yield was disappointing anyway; undersized and late.

Have a great Saturday.

October 17, 2019

Wolverines!

In light of yesterday's frivolous efforts, I thought it might be amusing to toss up some video of the concentration camp scene from the classic movie Red Dawn. In case you don't remember, the plot of the movie involved evil commie bastards trying to take over America. Those folks who wouldn't toe the line were, in typical commie fashion, tossed behind fences and subjected to "re-education. Those who objected or refused to acquiesce were shot.

In the film Patrick Swayzee and Charlie Sheen and a couple of others grabbed their guns and like any good 'Mericans, waged a guerrilla war against the Elizabeth Warrens Commies. They were able to that because Beto hadn't seized their weapons yet. Along the way Swayzee danced the rumba and refused to put Baby in the corner all while keeping the rowdy socialists under control at the local bar since "pain don't hurt". His driving motivation was to avenge his Daddy who was murdered in the concentration camp. Spoiler: after Swayzee is killed he gets to come back as a ghost and fondle Demi Moore. And he defeats the damned communists. Win, Win.

Back to my point. I was stumbling around YouTube looking for the concentration camp scene in question. It may exist, but I couldn't get past the unbelievable number of videos claiming FEMA has already set up concentration and re-education camps under the auspices of the Obama Administration. I may put on a tinfoil hat every now and then as a joke. That is batshit crazy stuff.

Obama was never going to throw dissenters into re-education camps.

That was Hillary's job after she was elected.

October 16, 2019

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Chilly morning greetings, Blogoteers.

I had a great topic to discuss today. The post was half-written in my head by late yesterday evening. I decided not go there. The controversy and wave of comments the post would have engendered just wasn't worth it.

Yeah, I forgot whatever it was I was going to write about.

The grandgirls are home the balance of he week as the schools are on fall break. That means the wife is sleeping in as I hunt and peck on the barely-functioning iPad first generation I use for blogging.

The Democrat front runners reaffirmed they want to put the Government in control of every facet of your life and the economy and give you all you desire free of charge. It will come at the cost of your freedom, that is for sure, but don't be fooled, it will hit your wallet too.  Remember how Obama promised his signature healthcare measure would not only give you better insurance, but put a couple of grand into your family budget? How did that work out? Nearly everyone I know ended up with more expensive healthcare and high deductibles.

The only way to keep from taxing the middle class is to declare anyone making more than about $30K as "rich".

The good news is with the Feds in charge of healthcare we can count on long waits, worse care, unreasonable bureaucracy, and regulation; all offered up with lower take home pay. I can't wait to sign up. [sarc].

Listening to the candidates it is clear 1984 will be fully realized by 2024 if they get their way. Heck Beto will not only take your gun, he will force churches, mosques, and synagogues to toe the LGBQT line or else. And if you think he is going to tolerate  you saying, or even thinking, it might be questionable to allow a ten year-old to have a sex change operation, well get set to spend a little time updating the education section on your resume. Re-education is just another word for nothing left to lose.

I've the time. I always liked camping. I firmly believe education is a life-long process. I bet re-education camp is in my future.

Do you think it will be like the summer camp of my youth? I enjoyed the canoeing, hiking, knot tying, building fire by friction sets, pissing on trees. Camp Gulag; start packing today!

October 15, 2019

Temper Tantrum Tuesday

We moseyed down to the mall after supper last night. The baby grandgirl is getting baptized Sunday and the wife needs something suitable to wear.

Boy was I disgusted to see Macy's all decked out in Christmas decorations. It is not even Halloween! Has the entire fourth quarter become Christmas shopping season?

Since I'm all disgusted anyway, I will direct some of my ire towards LaBron James. Poor LaBron. A tweet from an NBA executive supporting the Hong Kong protesters angered the ChiComs. James has discovered he might lose some money on shoe sales or on his remake of the Space Jam movie. So, in a flurry of self-interest, James has castigated the pro-Hong Kong tweeter.

Of course LaBron has no problem trashing here at home. He was supportive of Kaepernick's protesting of America. James routinely criticizes the President. I guess for LaBron, free speech is great right up to the point it hits his wallet.

Spit.

October 14, 2019

Go Crack Corn

I don't care what anyone says, today is Columbus Day, even if you live in Indigenous People, Ohio.

Do we still have white sales on Indigenous People Day? Wouldn't it be ironic?

I know, this non-PC rasciiiist post will get me an additional few months in the culture war concentration camps.

October 13, 2019

I find the study of metal fasteners riveting

It is a chilly 39 outside. Inside it is still chilly at 64. I am resisting turning on the furnace. I suspect the wife will turn it on this evening anyway. She thinks she is in equal control around here.

It is not a 50/50 power share.

She probably is in more control because I want to make her happy. Except for the TV. I generally control it.

The local professional football squad is off today. We are heading off for a get-together of the wife's family. It will be nice. I generally like my wife's kin, now that the one blow-hard jerk of a brother-in-law has been divorced and banished. We rarely see her family outside of Thanksgiving and Christmas. I don't see my family enough either.

When discussing stuff that leaves me confused yesterday, I neglected to comment on the parents suing a video game manufacturer because their sons, 10 and 14 have become addicted to video games. Have these parents never heard of telling the kids "no" long before addiction set in? I don't think Fortnight is like meth, where you can get hooked after the first hit. Unplug the machine. Throw it away. Give the little boogers a book. You are the parents, act like it.

I'm off to get the ingredients for a dessert to take.

You are off to find something more entertaining. Boy, I sure hope you are anyway.

Have a great Sunday.
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