I disagree with a lot of people and a lot of opinions some individuals choose to harbor.
Not once has it occurred to me to shoot one of those people. Mostly because I’m not insane.
When you spend all day, every day calling your political opponents fascists, Nazis, and racists you don’t get to be shocked when someone acts on it.
It appears I haven’t posted in a few days. I wish I had a good reason. I do not.
I suppose I could tell you about the weather. It is schizophrenic- cool in the morning and warm in the afternoon. I might tell you about last night’s supper. It was breaded pork tenderloin with green beans and Mac and cheese. I could regale you with my sports ball teams- both won their latest contests.
All of that would be boring. It would fill up the electronic blank page. And it has.
Rick Davies of Supertramp has passed away. The greats of classic rock are dying off.
I saw Supertramp in maybe ‘82 on the last tour before Rodger Hudson left the band.
Update: the concert was September 13, 1983 at MSA in Indianapolis. You can find anything on the internet.
Trump has decided we no longer need a Department of Defense, but rather a Department of War. Whatever, but this is stupid. Once again politicians never think about the cost. How much borrowed money will we spend to change the signage on every building, create new letterhead, modify forms, websites, and requisitions?
Sure it sounds great, but doesn’t anyone ever think that it is my money and your money they are wasting on nonsense like this? Is there even one single way this helps with military readiness?
That is what I thought.
I was going to write something but this tune leaped into my head. Have a listen.
Stolen from Midwest chick
This is funny for those of us who live in the northern ‘burbs. I’m especially looking at you guys just over the city limits about 1/4 mile from my house.
You know who you are:
I was enjoying my ham and cheese sandwich at lunch yesterday when I heard a violent crash. I thought one of the bedroom closets had collapsed or something. Nope. I checked the garage - gain, no shelves had fallen, the attic had not caved in.
I looked out back to discover one of the big limbs on my slowly dying giant willow had fallen, striking the roof with the end of the branch on the way down. Parts had fallen across the privacy fence, breaking one of the boards. Parts had crushed one side of the oak hydrangea. The biggest section, about 8 inches in diameter and 12-15 foot long was in the backyard along with an explosion of lesser branches.
I spent the afternoon after work cutting it up into smaller pieces. I’m going to have to call a roofer to see if there is any damage to the roof.
That willow is probably 50 foot tall with a trunk 8’ in circumference. There are still some big branches that are going to come down, but the last estimate to cut down the tree ran over $2 grand. I suppose it is going to fall one big branch at a time.
If anyone wants some free firewood 2” to 8” in diameter, let me know.
I grilled up some burgers for supper last evening. I put on some cheddar /Jack pepper cheese on mine. The wife cannot abide cheese on her burger. Homemade macaroni salad, Deviled eggs, and baked beans rounded out the meal.
This morning I’m trying to catch up on work. My overseas contacts did not get the day off yesterday and emailed me the usual volume.
Here is some entertainment you can click if my boring words are not enough:
For Labor Day I was going to write a post detailing my history with unions. Then I decided not to.
On this Labor Day I will cut the lawn and do general yard work; pulling weeds, trimming bushes, picking up sticks. I might grill a couple of steaks for dinner.
I do know this post is only slightly more boring than the one I was going to write about unions.
The grand girls spent the night Friday. We had a good time. For breakfast yesterday we made biscuit dough donuts. After I cracked open the cans the youngest (6) formed the donuts. I fried them up. The oldest (10) rolled them in sugar. It was not a healthy breakfast, but certainly a delicious one.
After lunch we went and played mini golf. As usual, the wife won, but I was a close second. The girls seemed to have fun.
We played games, drew pictures, played restaurant, and Barbies.
I’m so glad they like coming here.
I had to go have blood drawn this morning. The nice lady poked my right arm and…nothing. There was barely a trickle of blood. She shifted the needle a bit right then a bit left. Still nothing. She pushed a little deeper. Nope. She pulled out the needle and there wasn’t a drop of blood on my arm.
She moved to my left arm and the four vials filled up in no time.
I think she missed the vein completely on the right arm. That’s far better than when they poke clear through the vein leaving a big old bruise.
Indiana is a solid Republican state. I’m too lazy to look it up, but the Democrats have carried the state but a few times in last 100 years (4 times I did look it up). There have been but a handful of Democrat Governors since the Republican Party was formed around 175 years ago. Democrats held office during the KKK heydays in the 1920s. Go figure.
Currently, no Democrats hold state-wide office. The Republicans hold a firm super-majority in the Statehouse . Seven of nine Congressional Districts are held by Republicans.
The Trump administration is pushing hard to have the state redistrict mid-term. Look, you would be hard pressed not to admit that Marion County (Indianapolis) is pretty Blue these days -the Democrats hold the majority of council seats, the mayor’s office, the DA. Like most cities, Indy is a democratic stronghold. Likewise, Da Region, the NW corner of the state nearest Chicago, has long been Democrat. The two non-republican seats are in those areas.
No matter how creative the Republicans get, restricting will at most gain one seat. There is no point and it smacks of a blatant power grab.
I made a pot of potato soup last night for supper. As usual, we had BLTs to round out the meal. The house still smells like bacon. I’m not complaining, merely stating fact. The tomatoes were from my daughter’s garden, the lettuce from the grocery, the bread toasted white, the bacon pan fried. Yes I’m an old dog when it comes to frying up my bacon. I’d rather clean grease from the stove top than clean the oven. It is okay, you cook bacon your way, I’ll do it mine. As long as we both get bacon, life is good. Unless you are eating turkey bacon. In that case I will be judgmental.
President Trump wants to make flag burning a crime. He is wrong on this.
The First Amendment exists to protect the speech we find most offensive.
A few weeks ago a dozen or so idiots walked around downtown Indianapolis waving swastikas. They were mostly ignored and that is the best weapon against a-holes of that ilk.
Last week a bunch of people held a counter rally downtown. Whatever, but this bigger rally drew far more attention to the hate mongers than the original Nazi rally ever did..
More disturbing was the number of people at the “love” rally calling for more stringent hate crime laws.
NO NO NO.
Once again, in case I’ve not been clear, the First Amendment exists to protect the speech we find most offensive. Repeat it until you get it fixed in your brain. It is not up to the government nor even the majority to determine what is offensive. There is no right to never having hurt feelings.
Burn the flag, be an un-American jerk. Burn a cross, and show the world you are hate-filled bigoted scum. Wave a swastika and demonstrate to all your black shriveled evil heart. You have that right.
But just because you can, doesn’t mean you should, and the rest of us have the right to call you evil, despicable human beings. And have no doubt, you are.
The wife and I took a little road trip to the next county to hit up an old fashioned root beer stand drive-in. The nice carhop hung the tray from my window and I thoroughly enjoyed my chili dogs with mustard and onion. They even offered diet root beer in a frosted mug. We both ate for less than $20 including a 20% tip. We took the “scenic” route home.
Okay, it was not scenic unless you are moved by corn and soy beans, but it wasn’t the interstate .
You are on a horse, galloping at a constant speed. On your right side is a sharp drop off, and on your left side is an elephant traveling at the same speed as you. Directly in front of you is a galloping kangaroo and your horse is unable to overtake it. Behind you is a lion running at the same speed as you and the Kangaroo. What must you do to safely get out of this highly dangerous situation?
Get your drunk butt off the merry-go-round!
