One year ago today: October 17, 2023, 18 minutes, dude.
Five years ago today: October 17, 2019, anemic.
Nine years ago today: October 17, 2015, my documentary advice.
Random years ago today: October 17, 2020, 1 degree shy.
Today I invest in some metal storage containers. Another rat chewed through my heavy duty but plastic bird food bin. So, another round with the vermin is in order. I’ll pick up a six-pack of traps when the shops open. Remind me to get a six-pack of Yueng-Ling as well, the burning barrel is full and we have lots more in the yard. Blog pictures are a luxury and the bad news is unless tube sales pick up, we are stuck with the same crappy Panasonic camera until May. We have the deer camera for action shots, but that requires a lot of setup. Good morning.
Not a good morning for the Poon, though. If she already lost the election, she just handed Trump the keys three weeks early. Imagine, going on national television and saying it is the fault of some other guy because he is a candidate. (During the 19 minute interview she said Trump’s name 47 times). They won’t recover from this. Worse, the series of fake “good news” releases they put out before each election are now exposed in real time. No more of the old lie to get elected and afterward tell everybody to move along. She did so badly her handlers cut off the interview and began framing it as “an ambush”.
This morning we do a major shop. I was on-line a while, I can explain. I do post items, but they are composed at my leisure, then pasted later. What’s weird is I have a series of derogatory posts about the banking system that are normally flagged, deleted, or blocked within minutes. The last series are still posted almost twelve hours later. I take it somebody is asleep at the switch. For example, they hate it when I lambaste the imbeciles who think you are going to disable your ad blocker to make them happy.
An hour on the radio to the discount store and back, the mood of America is not Democrat-friendly. Poon totally tanked on that interview, anybody who still thinks she has what it takes is stone-cold brainwashed. She never answered a single direct question, often starting what the emcee specifically said was not the topic. Very Canadian-line behavior, but then she was raised in a mansion in Montreal. A Canadian is someone who thinks if they are right and you are wrong, that somehow changes anything.
Two Guns, Arizona.
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A new product to test is rodent spray. The packaging claims it repels them for a month with a quick spray. This trial is for the silo, where somehow a rat or rat-sized critter seems to find a way in near the ceiling. The only permanent solution would be to take down all the shelving and completely repanel the insides. This won’t be any time soon. Here is the container, priced $12, and the first test is if it leaves any unpleasant odor.
The rules say I have to report it took 3-1/2 hours to do this minor amount of chasing around. I know, I’m unwise putting things off but my sense of foreboding is off the scale on this operation. I’ll quickly change topics to a character I met from Arcadia. He’s been around lately and I asked he still worked at the welding shop. No. The next question was did he know how to use the type of welder I have sitting in my shed, probably rusting away? He’s out of town for a month, so November for the answer to that at the soonest.
The lack of resistance from the left as their regime collapses has become disturbing. They are not going to give up without a fight. What are they up to? My guess is they think they have corrupted the US military to their agenda. They leftoids have always used the tactic of pretending they are a majority and they are going to try that by using the military to enforce domestic law. But they are forgetting most of the military hates faggots and were coerced into playing along. If Trump is elected, they will follow him without waiting until January for the formal transitions.
Shoplifting and theft has 7/11 closing 3% of its 13,000 stores, mostly in the hoods. Of course the dindoos are screaming racism. Now they have to ride the bus to steal. The Japanese owners way this will continue until the chain again makes a profit. The Reb called over finances, I told you times were tough, but we are weathering this inflation thing better than most. But increasingly often items as low in price as $20 and $22 are being scrutinized and okayed from here instead of back in Tennessee. However, as a surprise, I think I can spring for a small holiday soon. That’s where I again encountered that strange phenomenon where by hotels put two king-sized beds side by side in a single room. Strange as hell. Downright creepy in some ways.
I’m proposing a new term, xobot. This is a robot with artificial intelligence that outperforms minimum wage humans. My old alma mater is out begging for donations again. Did I ever tell you why I have never given them a penny? If not, I’ll summarize it for you. I attended that school both full time and part time, so I know the courses for both categories are identical. Same textbooks, instructors, lecture halls, and tuition. I had many bones to pick with them, top of that list is refusing me a vacant seat because it was reserved for underprivileged Asian students. (Right, teens with the money to fly across the Pacific are underprivileged.)
There was a fearsome row on that one as I threatened to bring in my own chair, but I was not waiting three semesters for the one 400-level course I needed to graduate. The beef with the donations is my two computer degrees. As I said, identical courses, but the school forgot to mention they considered less than 12 lecture hours per week to be inferior, and they meant day hours. So when you got your degree, the design and wording was different. Worse was the transcripts, that despite my physical presence in every lecture, listed the courses as “correspondence”. Now they want a donation? Hey, can you see this? That’s my donation to you, bubba.
