One year ago today: November 4, 2026, the Kubelwagen was real.
Five years ago today: November 4, 2021, possum pandemic?
Nine years ago today: November 4, 2017, according to police . . .
Random years ago today: November 4, 1984, it was still Thailand.
Up at 5:30AM here to an empty house. Chooks is at the studio. Have you seen the Reb’s Xmas present? In case I don’t make it back this year, she’s got some booties, the footsie kind. I know the floors around these parts can get chilly in the mornings. So here they are, modelled after Marilyn Monroe, it says on the tag. Didn’t I see her in an Xmas movie when I was seven? So I vaguely recall the leopard pattern and the furry trim. See, I know how to spoil a gal.
I’m br waiting around most of the morning, so I took a look at the latest youTube offerings. Yep, 90% A.I.-slop. Seemingly popular are dozens of “documentaries” portraying an uneven history of American wars. Americans won by overwhelming firepower, not by military prowess or skill. Over half of WWII was not fighting the German military, but bombing German civilians. I’ve finally had time to look deeply into the Amerika bomber and it was directly in response to the killing civilians.
An unexamined “if” is how Germany never seems to have hit on the concept of mid-air refueling. Fly a mix of bombers and tankers half-way, top up, and meet the bombers again on the way back. All beyond the range of any Allied interceptors. (An interceptor is a fighter plane modified for long range all-weather attacks on bombers.) Not a single word about this, yet it had been done in the 1920s.
Airplane travel, I think, is more dangerous now than twenty years ago. A Lear jet full of rich people fell 30,000 feet in one minute, pancaking near Palm Beach. Photos show parts of the tailplane missing. That damn thing fell apart in the air. They did fly into a thunderstorm, but that is common in Florida. (So are pilots who blame thunderstorms.) I say poor maintenance and that spells DEI. Those are three capital letters no US airline wants to hear.
The Reb had some clients, so I hit the library thinking a nice day was due. Wrong, when I arrived they had some gimp on one of the computers. No, I do not believe handicapped people have a right to impose upon others. Even the staff tried to quiet the guy down, but he’d start yelling he wanted to “to to church”. Society too often teaches these people what they can get away with. Don’t get me wrong, I would never prevent anyone from helping—provided they do do so entirely at their own expense. I could not get work done, I finally left.
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This is not exaggeration, though I have been drinking coffee for over half a century. It took long memory to determine, but this day I had the best cup of coffee in my life. The Reb and I went over to Grounds for a burger. At $17 each (add $4 for gluten-free) we shared a mushroom-Swiss cheeseburger. Told ya, she will have a bite if I do, and beef is back on my menu. But the place does not sell coffee. I know, it’s un-American.
We had lots to catch up on, so it was around twenty minutes that I could not believe how smooth that coffee was. Before leaving, I left a message for the manager (who was not in) taking care to explain I was an aficionado and not exaggerating whatsoever. Hank’s gets my highest compliments, with a codicil. Coffee is not a consistent product, and my experience is based only on my own likes. Who knows if it can be repeated, but if I’m over that way, I’m sure to try.
We rented the car for a week, so nothing would be rushed. Chooks is in doggie paradise because he knows he gets everything his own way when both the Reb and I are present. He got the bacon off the burger at a swank joint where that one lunch (which we shared) hit us for $35, including the tip. One thing pretty certain in America is the party is over. Millions will have to learn to live more frugally, with credit-card junkies being the hardest hit and it serves them right.
. That, plus some technical difficulties at the studio means two of her tracks have to be re-taped. I know that means 96 hours non-stop. And much as I love this quality time, the fact is every parameter since January has changed. I’m quick to point out that still leaves me in better shape that others I’ve been around lately. But the decline is in many ways permanent at around 50%. Unless there is a miracle. I’m able to walk the dog only because he’s my age himself.
Is the A.I. going through the the system and creating new demands? Or in the alternative, getting rid of old ones? Remember those $300 language translators, the ones that speak 68 languages or something? Now flooding the market at $80. Or the tiny stick-in cameras the size of a grape? Will I check out these devices? Not likely, they all require downloads to a smart phone. I’me even leery of the trial gif app because it requires an upload—but I have found a version that works on your browser. I’ll let you know.
ADDENDUM
Looks like I don’t get my $5,000. America knew the steal was on, they just never thought Trump would do nothing to stop it. Maybe the loss of Texas will shake them up. So much for the Save America thing and brace for another two years of committees, investigations. hoaxes, and talk of indictments. I don’t know how power is divided up in DC, but we’ve had Democrat majorities before and the pace doesn’t change much.
The election. Trump didn’t do much but let it happen. Yet, he is not in a panic. What has he planned? Allow me to speculate. This time, the Democrats had to cheat in the open. This time the DOJ has the voter lists. Trump certainly knows prosecutions cannot be effective unless organized fraud can be proven. They had the evidence after 2020 was stolen, but could not do anything. This time, the DHS has the name of every illegal who voted. This time they have the facts—and the military.
They have [already] found dumps of 20,000 pre-filled Democrat ballots in Texas. They know in Williamsburg, VI, that Democrat voter turnout was 118.68%. Has Trump once again won by not playing the Deep State game?
