Nice morning for a cluster fuck. This will not end well. Meanwhile, I'll just go about my business.
The commander in chief is a senile psycho. What can go wrong, eh?
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Nice morning for a cluster fuck. This will not end well. Meanwhile, I'll just go about my business.
You'd almost think that winter, for us, is over. I hope so. It'll be verging on hot this weekend and next week we will be tantalized with rain chances, although I'd be surprised by any rain.
I don't have much to do today. although the things that ARE on the agenda are somewhat important.
It felt great yesterday. Such warmth. It should be even warmer today. It is cool this morning and cloudy and humid. Humidity is a rare treat. Next week we have some slight rain chances. Better some than none. Last night's drizzle of senile drivel did nothing for the drought. Of course, I'm only assuming it was all lies and senile delusion and fantasy, delivered in single syllable words that were slurred and blurred, suitable for a low IQ audience of true believers. I did not partake.
FUBAR-- that's all anyone needs to know. I won't be tuning in to the psychotic/senile halfwit. To hell with him and to hell with his pathetic minions. It'll be nice and warm today and I would like to accomplish a lot. And I believe I will. As to the fate of the union, I think that will be rather grim. And maybe that's as it should be.