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Monday, April 29, 2024

April 29, 2024

Yesteryear
One year ago today: April 29, 2023, 3 million of them.
Five years ago today: April 29, 2019, usually means a flop.
Nine years ago today: April 29, 2015, 22 hours in Deland.
Random years ago today: April 29, 2018, my last solo.

           I’ve rewired my bass but did not find any obvious problems. Since it was last dropped a few weeks ago, it tends to drop to half volume once in a while. I’ve got all the components checked. If it persists, I may have to bite the bullet for a $75 per hour diagnostic. Tonight is big kava night numeros dos, so check back later to see the outcome. Unable to rehearse the past week means tonight will be via talent and charm alone. We’ve managed that before, what, can’t work this hard and look good, too. I’m holding the suspect piece here, I’ve taken so sanding down the contact surfaces to new metal. I do not think this bass can be replaced.
           Silver stays at $27.50. Such stability in this market right there should tell us the price is being fixed. But that’s for consumer consumption. Those of us who have real silver will spot any attempt by the banks to keep the price low while they accumulate for a big boom. Volumes remain around 305 million ounces per day and inching upwards, also suspicious.

           From Tennessee, we find out the pooch, Sammy, isn’t doing well. He’s getting seizures and they are not random like six months ago. Poor tyke does not know what’s happening. This morning was his front paw. The past year anyway, his favorite spot has been in front of the floor fan. Knowing this, we let him off the leash to run ahead wen near the house, also his signal he can run as fast as he wants. Except lately he’s been running past the driveway and on up the cul-de-sac.
           Calling him is no use, he can’t hear you. I let him run up there. He soon spots the dead end and walks back. The Reb is not so keen on him loose, since he is addled and there are coyotes in the vicinity. It’s sad to keep him tethered on what was part of his fun. I allocated an extra $740 to the vet account just in case, which brings Caltier to almost a standstill for a while. The books are balanced the first quarter and some of the trends are not looking as well as they should. Keeping pace with inflation is not the answer.
           Here’s Sammy as he is today, the equivalent of a human 86 years old. The Reb uses a different scale that puts him closer to 106. He’s not scruffy, he’s just taken to howling when you use the clippers on him. It’s like a baby, makes you look like a bad parent. Like me, he’s still got the real teeth he was born with. I’ve known him around half his live so far. Like me, sometimes he just likes to rest up a bit more. I know, Sam, I know.

           Unable to beat this fatigue and upon learning the Prez has a touch of the flu, I called the kava show off for tonight. What kept me up and about today was the 85°F heat. But last night it went down to 74°F and I felt the chill doing my shoulders no good. So finally, JZ calls and recommends I do toe-touches and drink tea. I did the tea part. He reports a growing problem with porch piracy in his building, this time losing a fancy book of Michelangelo paintings bound in leather. A lot of the illegals being dumped in Florida wind up in the Dadeland area, walking distance from his condo.
           Before I let you go this morning, I’ll mention my own condition over which I can hardly complain because others I’ve know get this way far younger than me. I write a lot and in March, I experienced a glitch. When writing the word “the”, my hand wrote the stems of the T and H too close together. That has never happened before. I stopped and wrote it out twenty times and the problem stayed. Cursive handwriting depends on excellent feedback, meaning some basic motor skill is malfunctioning. Since then I’ve had trouble with many other words with similar letter stems, only at the beginning of a word. Not a good sign.

           The Susan B, Anthony dollar rises again. Several people have reported seeing them more commonly. I don’t like them for being so similar in size to quarters. They are dang hard to sort. These are not newly mnted, most bear dates of 1979. They are, however, brand new. So they could be shoving them off on us again. They could have at least put a distinctive rib around the edge. So blind people could hate them, too.
           Who remembers that wrong turn I took in April 2023, but stopped halfway around. Nope, no traffic, so I just backed out and went on my way. My office in just received a toll for 94 cents. As usual, with all the fees, it comes to $12. Mr. Trump, put a stop to this nonsense, but I mean after you appoint me as the one who will decide who takes the little walk.

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           Finally, here is a picture of the club’s first electric car, a Volt. I was due that test drive but never made it last Friday. I’ve always disliked the hype over electric cars so this may be the only time I’ll try one while I have a choice. Agt. M says the characteristics make it a new driving experience, he’s pointing to the battery which is smaller than I imagined. The design reveals a pattern many lifelong drivers may not appreciate, namely modularization. The lack of belts and pulleys means that whatever the problem no matter how minor, the entire component must be replaced. Witness the $1200 headlamps on the Town & Country. The upcoming generation of drivers likely don’t suspect a thing.
           Did you know America’s total auto debt is now over a trillion? Once in my life, I bought a new car and it lasted 11 years and 170,000 miles. That’s back when cars lasted longer than the payments. So much for people getting smarter as we move into the new century. Polls show that a majority of Americans now consider Trump to be a national hero. The only one who ever fought a domestic war.

           The Prez confirms this afternoon that he can’t sing and JZ calls to report everything is quiet at his place. Is that a good sign? It means that woman has found a place and won’t bother him unless she needs something, which would not take very long. No gig and a warm stretch had me out doing all the shopping for most of the week. Having $50 left over from the trip, I splurged some. One item was a quartz clock movement on sale for $4. I’ve never played with one and I have several nice clock faces I would like to rejuvenate. Dang, when I got home and entered the books, I see I was charged full price for this gizmo.
           No luck finding any jewelry case hardware. There’s an industry making these pieces but they are more expensive than Ace. I even found a tiny spring-operated latch priced at $45.95 (see photo) that comes with an incomprehensible set of instructions. The cheapest latches retail for $2.50 each, more than the rest of the box. And I can think of no way make anything cheaper.

           The City of St. George has won a long battle to separate from Baton Rouge. This is similar to the on-going battle between Buckingham and Atlanta. There are many similar cities where a tiny White minority is shouldering the entire tax burden for a city that won’t let them separate. I don’t know the workings, but democracy is mob rule and these cities use the vast majority of non-White votes to prevent the White cities from breaking away, claiming it is racist.
           I watched one of those “street audit“ videos of Los Angeles. The last time I lived there was in 1991 and I would never go back. The place is a total shithole with all the shops closed down. This is what you get in return for equality. The tour was nine blocks of the old main street area. The plan was twelve blocks but the camera crew would not walk down some of the streets in broad daylight. Everything is shut down, shuttered, and according the the narrator, smells of human waste. This mechanism of poverty is incredible to watch because the people causing it think they are not to blame.
           It works like so. They demand equality, but immediately take their share and blow it on a good time, lordy knows they deserve it after being held back so long. The ones who don’t overdose come to and see you still have your share left and the scream for equality starts up again, until nothing remains. This is how welfare works, and some families as well, I can affirm.

           Ah, an evening off with lots of coffee. Biden won’t debate Trump because, it seems, Trump won’t play nice and let him win. He’s referring to the time back in 2020 when Trump told him to shut up while he was talking. It seems it was the Pentagon and not Pelosi that held the National Guard back on J6, as if it really makes any difference. Riots are not protests, the pre-printed signs they carry are the mark of paid agitators, so it is fun to watch campus police break them up. It says “no less an authority” than some university in Brazil you never heard of has announce the bad guys have a ray gun that can cause earthquakes.
           What I was really seeking was a documentary on deserts and their formation. Can’t really find a good one and the rest I watch only until the first mention of climate change. I abhor people who talk about it who think they are clever slipping it into every conversation. It’s a tactic they borrowed from the Jesus freaks, vegetarians, and queers.

ADDENDUM
           The setting is 2035 and the first astronauts land on Mars. They find a cave with a human skeleton and four words written on the wall. What are the words? Here are my favorites.
I was the cameraman.
This is Arizona, dummy.
Let's go Joe Biden.
Did you bring pizza?
Hitler was totally correct.
MAGA
Don't eat yellow snow.
Wish you were here!!
It's me, Jimmy Hoffa.
Do not vote Democrat.
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