One year ago today: October 24, 2023, success – for strangers only.
Five years ago today: October 24, 2019, experience the rupture.
Nine years ago today: October 24, 2015, early blog politics.
Random years ago today: October 24, 2008, twice as much.
Coffee, silver, breakfast, politics, in that order before the sun comes up. With 288 hours to go, out come the Democrats with their old last-minute cries that Trump is the next Hitler. They plainly fear the military is going to turn on them, which would serve them right. Norway enacted a new wealth tax designed to bring in $140 million. Instead, the rich packed up and left the country with $50 million in wealth, which translates to a half-billion in lost tax revenue. Keep an eye out for a random video clip, I’m still fighting system incompatibilies.
Here’s the front of Agt. R’s house getting a new porch. See his new metal roof? Cost $10,000, but he’s now out near Brooksville and my guess is this house will soon be for sale. I was surprised to see him in town, so we talked twenty minutes. I asked if he was going to also use metal on the roof, which let to min donating me almost a full lift of shingles. He kept them for repairs which are no longer needed. I got directions to his new place, turns out he’s miles out of town.
He still operates at 150 mph, but he’ll be slowing down soon like the rest of us. He must have got his financing straightened away, probably family money from that big sale in Homeland, the guy deserves a break. We caught up on social matters. He’s had bad luck with women in the sense that, well, the one he had in 2022 died of brain cancer last year. That’s a reminder to myself that I’m living in the same overall circumstances and in my crowd, I’m the last. Remember Dawn, the gal who came closest since I moved here. M and her family were close, but he says she has completely dropped out of sight. Here’s the latest in nocturnal raccoon patrols.
During y’days post, I first heard of the band “Flashcubes” and gave their material a listen. Extremely well-produced, but generic. This happens to every music category, the point where the “studio” bands start cranking out strung-together clichés. They were bound for glory, it says, but I did not recognize any of the top five tunes on their demo. My taste in popular music tends toward the simplistic. That means I consider a type of music, say rock or country, is on the decline when I hear a horn section.
Miss Norway, 2023.
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The McDonald’s where Trump worked has had to hire armed guards to protect employees from fanatic Democrats. Pro-Harris media has stated Trump is the Grinch who, if elected, will steal Christmas. She has “resorted to the Democrat instinct of being against Trump rather than for the American people.” Now, just how am I supposed to enjoy my daily coffee with that kind of politicking going on? They wore out “racist” and had to replace that insult with “white supremist” but that also faded which leaves Hitler or Satan.
They’ve retreated to their basements again so they better opt for something quick. That election is looming fast. My guess is they’ll go for Hitler, as the Poon got a black eye on her “wrong rally” comment. It was taken out of context, she meant Trump, not God, but it serves her right. She is the wrong person for the job just when Americans are waking up to the fact they’ve only been pretending to be a majority.
Whoops, my siesta lasted four hours, so all I managed later was an hour in the silo. Nope, there is no easy way to work with the deer cam jpegs. So I reset it to the ten second movie mode and we’ll have to work with that. And we will, that camera is the most fun we’ve had recently. Working in the shed is usually dependent on running big fans and it is a dusty environment. That makes it inconvenient to work on light or delicate objects. I built one of my odd creations, to they have a name? These are the small frames I build for outdoor gauges, like my thermometer you’ve seen in pictures of the birdie paradise.
Today I build one (box shelter) for a clock. The frames are to keep the direct weather off the instruments so I tend to call them “birdhouses”. I painted it brown because I have a quart of brown paint, you want some? It has begun to separate which reveals it has deep undertones of purple. These gauges are mounted directly across the birdie playground as I look out the back window. Where shortly I will be finishing some shingling.
Turns out those shingles are super old and have been lying in the sun. The glue strips have repeatedly melted and back so many times, only around half the pieces will separate without damage, so we may not have enough. So all I got for you is this one cheap shot picture of the new clock birdhouse taken through dusty hurricane window glass at1:00PM tomorrow afternoon. But it’s a busy pic. Notice the sun glinting off the Chinese hat baffle, the dark brown paint on the clock wood, and the two foot stump of the papaya tree in the right bottom corner, in case it sprouts again as is wont to happen in Florida.
ADDENDUM
The Menendez brothers, now in their mid-fifties, could be up for parole under a new California law that says those under 26 at the time were “youthful”. The Menendez brothers gained notoriety by murdering their parents and then seeking court leniency because they were orphans. The Argentine leader with the bad haircut is dissolving their income tax system and canning a third of their civil service. Those who remain take a 30% pay cut. Trump’s proposed tariff system will have a similar effect—there will not be enough money for any largesse or pork-barrelling.
Harris gets booed on stage again, this time in Texas. This is not good for the Democrats, who are still pushing the “close race” boondoggle again. In Canada, Trudeau’s own party is calling for his resignation.
