One year ago today: August 26, 2020, Sparkie is ailing.
Five years ago today: August 26, 2016, individually unimportant questions.
Nine years ago today: August 26, 2012, Niel Armstrong, R.I.P.
Random years ago today: August 26, 2007, my first bass solo gig.
Why did I ever install Google on a work computer, I should have known better. Now, it is one that will not function right ever again. Videos won’t play, files won’t load, pictures won’t copy, and it’s all copyright blockage, not the computer itself. But, I’m back home with that Windows 10 computer that should take over these tasks and let me have my network back. Good morning from Palm Coast. I got up early thanks to a thunderstorm, which reminded me that I’d removed the fuse from my windshield wipers. Once I got soaked on that, I decided to just drive. It was 5:00AM. As you near Orlando, you get signs posted not to use your GPS.
Checking my news accumulators, I see a ton of countries headed for upheaval. Come on one of you, throw out one COVID tyrant and others will follow. History shows once one nation proves something can be done, another will follow. Canada is ripe these days, but they are so compliant and complacent, separation is more likely than revolution. I would not be surprised of the West broke away. Their only major obstacle is the port of Vancouver, which is heavily dependent on and loyal to Ottawa. I arrive home an hour after sun-up but promptly fell back asleep. So all you get is a picture of sweet potato butter. I did not try this, as the only thing higher than the calorie count was the price tag.
What’s happening in the news? Don’t ask me, but I’ll jot down what interests me. You see, a couple days before I left Tennessee, I was gone all afternoon doing calculations. This was for my own benefit, but turns out I generated huge interest in my contemporaries. You see, I was doing a budget of how to live on $620 per month. Why?
It seems nobody had considered what I did—that the government could demand a vaccine to get any social security or medicaid. I was calculating the amount I could safely draw down my reserves until there is a change of regime. That would be around six months after the government tries to block social security and I believe it will come to that. The government obsession with pushing these ineffective and dangerous injections is beyond suspicious. They are up to something.
The matching problem is the Democrats don’t have the money to meet their promises. Thus, the workers Utopia they are promising cannot be financed without taking money away from those already on welfare. Because welfare is already too good. Cable TV, microwaves, free food, there is no way the liberals could sustain half that level to everybody unless they get innovative over who they say is rich. Tax the rich is a great slogan, until you realize by their definition, I’m rich. I have a paid-for house and own two vehicles. Where it gets interesting is when they have to start taxing existing welfare cases, and based on equivalent income, welfare cases in Hawaii are twice as rich as I am. The libtards are playing with fire.
Salmon farm, Chile.
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Other countries have already reached this threshold, in Canada some are proposing a 75% capital gains tax—in a country where that is most people’s only hope of getting rich. The Bidenistas have pretty much lost their bid to turn the January riot into an insurrection, the gneral populace aren’t buying the story. So now the Democrats are staging lawsuits by the poor cops at the Capitol, the cop who shot Babbit is claiming he saved lives, and I will be the very, very last to touch lab-grown meat.
This is a better pic of the bulb replacement in Tennessee. I’m glad in a way these can still be fixed without the millennial scam of having to buy the entire light assembly. But I was surprised in a 2013 it was not a diode. Beware of bulb prices, these are standard 2357s that can range from $5 for this pack of two, up to $11 each for no apparent reason. There is also a variation with the side pins in the wrong location, so take your old bulb in and do a careful match. I don’t follow that rule of replacing both bulbs at the same time except headlights. Keep the exta bulb in the same drawer with your spare batteries. You have a battery drawer, don’t you?
Did I mention on Saturday, I have an audition? It’s not what I’m after, but anything is better than sitting at home. It’s a five-piece of elderly men and a set list to match. The guy I contacted has a compatible attitude and song list, their song list is a lot of slow music. It was interesting to hear they are struggling with basics, and the last bass player quit because they were not true to form. I know this situation, you’ve heard me. Why should I learn some guitar player’s version, it only means when he quits, I’m stuck with something I can’t use. They’ve been “associated” for 22 years.
On the positive side, this is something I can work with. I’ve some experience with 5-piece groups out of the 1960s. I see an opening here. I’ll play whatever they want. They are a bit weird in their approach to music, but 22 years is a long enough time for them to not suspect a thing. Their last bassist quite because he was looking for a tribute band (a group that plays the tunes note-for-note every time). This band has a looser format, which is really giving me more opportunity that most people plan for.
Later, the guy called back with directions to a mobile home park in the east end. He wants the entire band there, though I can work with any number present. I know what I’ve said about big bands but pickin’s are slim and I ain’t meeting anybody on my own. Or better put, I’ve met what there is and it doesn’t pass muster. This band is all retired guys, but not retired like me I’ll wager. When I asked for a song list, they are going to have the drummer “put one together” as in they don’t have a computer. Just make friends with somebody on welfare, they all have the best and newest gear, haven’t you heard, Internet is soon to become a “necessity”.
They provided a few tunes over the phone, calling them classics. These bands, I have minimal input, just play what they play. But some tunes I never heard of and to me, Grateful Dead is mindset, not a band. And a very weak mind at that. How many versions of their own songs can one band play, dammit?
ADDENDUM
That coffee shop I stopped at in South Carolina did not take cash. We are talking a run-down roadside shack of a shop in the boonies. You had to pay by card, which I don’t have. As usual in millennial-land, there was no warning sign. They give you the option to get a card, which involves filling out a credit app form, handy enough that you just know some people fall for that. Myself, I keep $20 in loose change in the car for just such surprises. It was $2.51 and the coffee wasn’t that great.
Cashless means huge trouble for most people, yet they do not seem to realize it. Paying electronically seems like such a breeze to this group. Until something goes wrong. And you welfare people better think twice, because when the government puts you on a debit card, the free ride is over. Once taxpayers find out what the bums are really spending the welfare checks on, people on welfare are in real danger of learning a new concept. It’s called “consequences”.
