More Signs of Rain

     Made it through our recent rains in pretty good shape. Clearlake has recovered quite a bit in a short period of time, that's for sure. The seasonal creek that runs behind our house surprised our backyard neighbor with the amount of water it carries. She installed a culvert last Summer that wasn't up to the task. Nancy tried to tell her that the creek would have it's way come Winter but they buried part of it anyway. Oh well, at least it left our backyard in good shape.

Chimney Sweeper Signs aka Retired and Suicidal

     It was time for our annual chimney sweep so we called a local guy who got back to us quickly and we scheduled him for last Saturday at noon. My first impressions when he got here was that he was older than dirt and barely walking. To say he looked frail would be an understatement. Needless to say, I stayed out of his way and let him do his thing. When he came down the ladder the first time he missed it with his second step off the roof and nearly fell. Nancy was there for that. He was able to pull out our fireplace insert but unable to push it back which I ended up doing. Then he cut himself on the new chimney top and just let the blood run down his hand as he joked about having less blood for dialysis next week. When he was through he expressed his wish to keep working until he died. He wanted to bite the big one on someone's roof then crash to the ground one last time. I still don't know what to think of that statement but something tells me we were close to it becoming reality. He did a great job though so he gets a pass for now. I'll keep an eye on the local paper to see if he gets his wish. 

Signs of Rain

     Not much so far but enough to chap Blaxter's hide. He can't decide where he wants to be and acts disgusted when he forces himself to venture forth in the rain. At least Blaxter doesn't require a litter box like most cats. This allows us to have a cat without the obnoxious odors that usually accompany ownership. Not that Blaxter would ever consider himself as being owned. Guests have had odd looks on their faces when he saunters in to inspect them a short time after their arrival. They've commented and asked what our secret was. Did I train him to use the toilet? Hardly. Nancy trained him to sit, to lay down and to shake but that's as far as she got. He lets us know when he needs to go out and we open the door. He's in charge of our relationship because eight years ago he chose to walk into our lives. 

    Blaxter initially lived at the local dentist's office with two other cats. All three were dropped off at our next door neighbors when the dentist closed his office. That was a year or so before we bought the house next door. During that time the other two cats died from the usual things that kill cats but not Blaxter. He survived the streets and the racoons and the coyotes then decided that we were his new humans. I think the brushings had more to do with that choice than anything else but I believe there's some love involved too. At least on our part.   

Signs of Language Issues Online

     I've recently had issues with a few orders I've made online and they were made worse by what I thought at first was just poor customer service. Once I applied my mind fully to the most recent incident it turns out the cause was more than likely translation errors. When I wrote the vendor to let them know that my laptop hadn't arrived they replied with the same Fed-X tracking number I'd been given previously which showed that it had been delivered. I started a claim through Fed-X and found out that the tracking number was for an order that was delivered to my town but not my address. An order that weighted over 60 pounds. Wrote the vendor with these details and was once again told that my order was delivered. My third reply to them started with a question, "Did you even read my previous email?" I then went on to detail (again) that the tracking number was not for my order. Shortly after they replied with a different tracking number that's going to ship today. No explanation. No apology. Just the tracking number. Hopefully they got it right this time. I'll know when the laptop gets delivered and until then I've been given signs that I might not receive exactly what I ordered. It's been quite entertaining so far but I expected that. After all, the laptop they sold me was top of the line and only $99 with shipping. What are the odds it's legit? Thought I'd have an answer by now.    

Signs of Racism (Yes, it's still happening in America)

     Check this out and tell me that systematic racism doesn't exist in America. In Georgia no less. 

MrMBB333 Signs

     Looking to see what's happening in the world? MrMBB333 is the place to go. His voice needs work but he comes up with some interesting videos. Enjoy.

Pedo Signs

     QAnon conspiracy theory is about top Democrats running pedophile rings and being generally fucked up human beings. Here's Trump with Jeffrey Epstein and Prince Andrew at an exclusive pedophile event because Republicans always accuse their opponents of doing what they themselves are engaged in. In other words, here are some fucked up human beings and it turns out that they're Republicans. Imagine that.

Signs of Fear

     Trump ordered his former partners in crime to defy the subpoenas and not testify before the congressional committee that's investigating the January 6th insurrection. Obstruction of justice anyone? Where have we seen this before? Mueler's Report detailed at least 8 instances where Trump had obstructed justice. That's where you've seen it before. When the fuck will the justice department put out the indictments for the crimes that this piece of shit has committed? He needs to pay for his poor choices or any semblance of real justice in this country goes down the toilet. Just sayin'.  

Retirement Signs

     Thankfully the dreams about work are going away. My blood pressure is down along with my standing heart rate. It's taken a while to wind down from the workload I was handling but I'm getting there slowly but surely. Getting ready to buy some airline tickets to Georgia to see my son and his family. Expect I'll be there before years end. It's good to be retired.