One year ago today: November 19, 2023, caregiver things.
Five years ago today: November 19, 2019, people without $500.
Nine years ago today: November 19, 2015, daffi's Libya.
Random years ago today: November 19, 2013, Beale Street, Memphis.
A drizzly day, not bad. I had the dog out for a long stroll. The high point of the day was a shop that took me nearly twenty miles to get all I needed. What is America coming to? This also means the news feed was on while I used the time to write letters. Last evening I stopped in late at Shooters and wrote even more letters. We already know this behavior is very conspicuous to women, it's too bad none are my type. That reminds me, you know that school zone up near Fire Station 32? The granny working the traffic pedal is husband-hunting. She's weird, often motioning men to roll down their window to wish them a nice day. I fell for it the first time. There's no way but I must give her credit for a novel approach.
Hoping it is a quiet day, let's surf a little, seeking anything unusual. What's this, DNA testing proves King Tut's grandmother was blonde. That's not going to please the liberals. Raw milk is returning to some areas, watch for the comeback of tuberculosis. The Democrats tried a blatant fake ballot count in Pennsylvania and got caught. The Bidenistas, woke military, and State media know they have less than 70 days left and are desperate. They supplied Ukraine with long-distance missiles to goad Russia. Putin need only wait a couple months knowing Trump will end the war. He has also confirmed he will use the military to enforce the deportations. I say place a bounty on any who evade the law. Let America play Cowboys & Aliens. One illegal in this country is one too many. And jail time for anyone who harbors illegals. This issue is not political, it is criminal.
We are getting closer to the release of the Epstein files, which should be very good reading. Trump seems to have found the strongman to head the deportations. Named Homan, he has already issued warnings to governors and mayors who have been harboring. That includes the nine governors who have openly declared they will not cooperate, calling themselves "the Resistance". I am truly beginning to identify with Elon Musk as he gains traction at the expense of the Establishment. In a sense, he's doing what I would have had the cards been in my favor. There's talk he'll buy Infowars and put old Alex back in charge. The Democrats claiming Trump is a fascist if he makes any recess appointments have themselves made over 650 since the days of Reagan.
Texas, I think.
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The Reb got home too late for lunch, so we opted that I cook up a big dinner. She needs to take a break but I can't stick around forever. In the quiet moments I've been applying stain to some small wooden projects which has taught me I have a lot to learn. No matter how careful I try, I can see brush strokes while the guys on youTube get flawless shiny results. So you don't think I'm slacking, I aso repaired by sandals and now I'm literally walking on carpet everywhere. Ah, but will they survive the first Florida dunking? The Reb fell asleep so I kept everything quiet until she got up after dark. Studio hours are disjointed and you never get a full sleep during these sessions.
Ah, but my specialty. Lightly curried white rice topped with a medley of sliced onion, tomato, and celery. Sauted with ground turkey in sesame oil and cashews. My specialty, home-made sweet & sour, and it has a bite. It isn't diet food, having twice as much sweet ingredients than most. The trick to uniqueness is choosing your sweet component. In the past I've had success with everything from coconut sugar to strawberry jam. The closest sandwich shop open after dark is Phats. I'm not feeling 100% today and voted against going out. This gave me time to prepare the feast and let her get some real shut-eye. It worked out damn well if you has me.
JeePee also hit the bonus. Not sure which reptile lamp to buy, I got both. One is labeled a basking light, didn't I tell you about this? The turtle loves it. Where you move it, he finds it, and his favorite is on his flat rock, being the closest he can get. It must increase his metabolish or something because his activity level is ramped up like never before. Not an exaggeration, there is no hint of sluggishness after he's had his bask.
I watched a video on the Royal Gorge Bridge, it's near Canyon City in Colorado. I missed it by a few miles when last there and opted to see Pikes Peak. I don't have or really need a bucket list. That's unless I win the lotto, as the sole limitation in my life for doing things as always and only been lack of money. Overall, I lost all the money invested before I was 29, though it was not apparent until later. Reason for my biggest losses? Tax. Let me do a calculation. This is not a truly accurate figure, but based on if I had paid all the income tax in my life all during 1996, the year I retired from working for others. It's $1,030,000. Yep, one million and thirty thousand dollars. And you wonder why I don't like people who collect welfare.
Later, dinner was a feast and a half. It gets special mention today as it was the only event of note. The cashews brought the most compliments. The meat was ordinary lean ground turkey that you get at most stores, but I mean 95% lean. Don't skimp. The turkey was cooked y'day for the doggie, who got a helping. But all pet food prepared by me is to human standards. Even JeePee's veggies are fit for a king. Next rave was the sweet and sour sauce. It's a bother to get right, but I'll provide the details. The store-bought brands, besides becoming ridiculously expensive, are watered down. The sauce is actually an American invention, what we call "San Francisco Chinese". It should have a bite, as 1/4 of recipe is vinegar. If there is a secred ingredient, it is the coconut sugar I got special for this time. But I had to buy a two pound bag, so help yourself.
