Kevin McCarthy Instantly HUMILIATED at First Press Conference as Speaker

    Two years of this shit show to look forward to. This bullshit should hammer home the fact that MAGA Republicans are on the way out. This is their last gasp before the indictments start flying next month. I'm looking forward to our insurrectionist Speaker of the House getting indicted. Aren't you?

    In other news, does anyone want a Chihuahua? Our little rescue doggy is not working out for us. Not our type of dog I guess. She's happy and healthy and she's a Chihuahua. That third thing is where the issue lies I believe. Going over to the pet rehoming site on FB (or Meta or whatever the fuck they're called now) to post her there. Wish her luck. 

Signs of Recovery!

     It had been about a week since Ginger last took a dump when we gave her a suppository in an effort to pass whatever was holding up the works. Two days later she made her first deposit in over a week. No more fever. Her appetite returned and now she's back to her usual screwed up behavior. Almost glad to have her back. Even with the recent rains our ground is still difficult to penetrate to any depth so I wasn't looking forward to digging her a proper grave anyway. That being said, anyone want a little dog?

    In other signs, 11 votes and still no Speaker of the House. Members of the Insurrectionist Party are holding Congress hostage for whatever bullshit they want now. They already got him to agree to trash the Ethics Committee so that they can continue their illegal activities but that's not enough for those pieces of shit. It's rare to see Republicans not on the same page but there is a very simple solution that will unite them again. They need to purge themselves of their unconstitutional members. Aren't they insurrectionists? Why are these pieces of shit still in office? Don't their recent actions disqualify them from holding office? Just sayin'. There are laws on the books that can be used to remove them from public office. Use them. 

More Signs Before 2023

     Thumper is starting to mellow out somewhat. He's still playful as hell but no longer has an issue with Blaxter, our outdoor kitty. He does like his time outside but stays close to the house and is usually back in after a short period of time. He's also starting to bond with me like Felix, my previous Manx did. He retrieves his toy when you toss it and follows me around like a little dog. Pure Manx behavior.  

    Speaking of little dogs, Ginger is feeling poorly and getting worse. A visit to the vets is not in the cards due to personal and financial reasons so we take care of her the best we can. She isn't in pain but she's out of it somewhat and is unsteady on her feet. She drinks but won't eat and hasn't vacated her bowels recently. Hopefully she will recover but it doesn't look good. If she shows signs that she's in pain we'll have to take her in and have the dirty deed done properly. We're not looking forward to that eventuality. 

    Just received a cord of wood yesterday afternoon and will be stacking it later this afternoon. It beats paying Pacific Graft & Extortion $500-$700 a month to keep warm. Our central heating/cooling unit is on the fritz anyway so it's really our only workable option. 

    Happy New Year everyone! Hope it keeps you smiling like this last one has for us. Just sayin'.  

Signs at the End of the Year

     Thumper survived his castration and is now a different kitty yet still the same. The thing that got me about the whole process is that we all talk about neutering our pets but we never use the "C" word. When we picked him up from the vets we got a "Certificate of Castration" for Thumper. It actually surprised me because when we use the word "Neuter" we avoid speaking the truth of what happens. The truth is we're having him castrated. If we used the "C" word from the start of the process there would be fewer castrations as castration has a greater negative connotation that travels with it, especially for men. Fewer castrations would not be a good thing so lets keep using "Neuter" when speaking of our beloved pets. Just sayin'.

Merry "Thumper" Christmas

     Yep, Thumper is still a member of the family and will have his nuts removed tomorrow. He probably won't like his late Christmas present but it will extend his utility as a house kitty by quite a few years. He let us know earlier this week that he was not about to spend anymore time inside without visiting outside so we were forced to let him out. He explored the neighborhood for a while and returned promptly for food a short time later. No more accidents since his release and I've watched his reactions to vehicles enough to know that he's well versed in the dangers of automobiles. All and all it's another groovy Christmas. Have a merry one everyone! 

Let's talk about Republicans addressing the elephant in the room....

    Maybe they collect them like my mother did. Just sayin'.

More on Thumper

     Between getting ready for Christmas and figuring out our new kitty we've been fairly busy since my last entry. Thumper is a puzzle for sure as his behavior plays itself out. I'm beginning to believe that he's quite young and has had very little experience with humans. That being said, he's quite the love bug. It's just that he's awkward about it; like he has no experience at it. We're enjoying his antics as he's playful as hell. He's starting to lose the food fixation and relax a little more as he acclimates to his new situation. We're glad he's come into our lives. Just sayin'. 

Texas Paul Reveals the TRUTH about Brittney Griner’s Release from Russia...

    Before I watched this, I had no idea of the larger picture and the stakes at play. Sounds like we got an okay deal but not if you're listening to the Right Wing Noise Machine. Just sayin'.

Now His Name is Thumper

     Couldn't make Butters work for him so we're on to Thumper now, after Bambi's rabbit buddy. He sounds like a thumper when he's racing down the hallway. He's still not happy with Blaxter and continues to growl from a distance when he's in the room. Something tells me he was a single kitty where ever he came from and he's not into tolerating other cats. Blaxter on the other hand has plenty of experience living in a multiple cat household and is no where near as upset about our new boarder. Fortunately, Blaxter is an outdoor cat and spends the majority of his time outdoors. He's quite independent while maintaining a close bond with us and only needs lap time on a daily basis. Just enough to insure that the food keeps coming. Speaking of food, it's still a issue for Thumper but he's calming down in that department. Time will cure whatever's bothering him and meanwhile he's entertaining as hell. He's a very playful and loving kitty and we're already in love with him. Thank you Big Guy for the major score. Just sayin'. 

More on Butters, Our New Manx

     Day two and it's becoming clear that he had a good home previously and did not take well to being homeless. I don't know how long he was out in the real world but it was long enough to give him some food issues. In general, Manx cats have a fairly delicate digestive situation so his time alone was traumatic for him. He left a bowel movement in his crate when we were bringing him home that nearly forced us to abandon the car. Fortunately Blaxter's food is in his wheelhouse so that's starting to improve his bowels as he settles down. 

    He met Blaxter, our Black Cat and grumbled and growled for a while after Blaxter left the house. They both know the other is in the area and I'm keeping them apart until attitudes improve. All and all Butters is turning out to be one awesome cat and we're enjoying his antics as we get to know him. I'm thinking his balls need removing soon so I'm on the lookout for an inexpensive clinic to get it done. I'd love to let him be a daddy first as he's quite the dandy and his kittens would be wonderful to behold I'm sure. But then, all kittens are wonderful to behold so who am I fooling? As usual, I'm just enjoying the ride.   

Signs from the Manx Kitty

     More of a cat actually but a young one, not quite a kitten. Been keeping an eye out for a Manx of any age and color for several years now. A former co-worker had this little fellow show up at her doorstep last week, looking to move in. As she already has two cats, she posted him on fb and several hours after reading the post we were the proud parents of a new nameless cat. This pic is after about 24 hours of habitation with us.

More Signs of Loss

     Hit 239 this morning, breaking into the 230's for the first time in about 45 years. Everything is changing. Just moving around feels totally different as my large pot belly has nearly disappeared. Had to go through my wardrobe stash to find clothes that I had previously rejected as too small. Great shirts in there but just about every pair of pants I own fit loosely now. My lower denture is even loose. That part is not so great but at least it's repairable. Now I'm wondering how far I should go? My body tells me to keep going until I level out somewhere. Now that food isn't the issue it used to be, I'm expecting to achieve some sort of balance again. With my frame I'll most likely feel best in the 200 to 220 range. My doctor will be freaked when he sees me in late December and I'm looking forward to it. Just sayin'.    

Signs oif Thanksgiving

     I'm not much for holidays or the family gatherings they inspire. Went to my dad and sister's compound for Thanksgiving and had to admit it was a good time. Mostly we enjoyed our rescue Chihuahua's good behavior while hanging out with a group of people. Ginger conquered many a lap while we were there and found doggie miracles throughout her stay. Dad found out that she really likes Salmon. All in all a good time was had by all. Happy Black Friday!   

Still Fed Up

     The mid-terms are nearly here and I'm anticipating some disappointment is possible. How that could be considering the factual evidence that many if not most in the current Republican Party give not one fuck for Democracy and will destroy it if it gets in their way. That is terrifyingly easy to do when so many idiots believe the bullshit they're fed by reprehensible Republican politicians along with whatever right wing news outlet they're addicted to. I don't see a solution other than voting every last Republican out of office and we all know that ain't happening soon. Just sayin'.   

Country Over Party

    Country over Party. One party has introduced hate and violence into their rhetoric and tried to turn America into a fascist state. The other party is trying to hold the line on Democracy to insure that we don't end up with the Orange Menace as our fearless leader for life. I'm for Democracy and an end to the political violence that Republicans promote. Just sayin'.  

Signs of Loss

     Hit 245 this morning. That's 50 pounds less than when I retired. Thinking about shaving the beard to see if my extra chin has taken a vacation. Looking forward to the look on my doctor's face when I see him next. I'm grateful for the lighter load and wondering how much more I should lose. Getting a handle on my food issues has been game changer and that's pretty much what got me here. Looking forward to removing a few more pounds then keeping them off. Who knows? Smoking may be next.   

Signs that I've Gone for a While

     My posts become infrequent when I'm gone but you should know that "gone" can have several different meanings for me sometimes they add up.                           

    There's gone as in "vacation" gone. Maybe to go fishing somewhere else for a week or so or visit the grandkids, leaving the computer behind.

    Then there's the gone that happens when your brain has too much input and stalls out for a while. Floods, fires, car accidents, hospitalizations and other natural/unnatural acts of God can bring this on quite rapidly.  This debilitating type of gone can last days, weeks or even months depending on what type of "disaster", personal or otherwise, you've experienced.

    Lastly there's the gone that happens when a relationship ends or the "last straw" has been reached. Trust has died a senseless death and lovers/friends part causing more time away. 

    Sorry folks. Recent events have soured the well and my keyboard needs a bath. Later.

    

More Signs?

     It's really chapping my hide that Trump is still an unresolved issue in America. Put that piece of human excrement where he belongs, in prison. Along with all his loyal followers who showed that loyalty January 6th. He's STILL lying about the 2020 election outcome. Worlds worst loser by any metric you wish to use.

    In other news, it's about time to hit the coast again. The temperatures have finally come down to the 80s & 90s but we're still headed for cooler pastures soon. That's all for now.   

Signs of Time Flying

     Next thing I know it's nearly 10 days since my last entry. Not much has changed on the political front. Trump is still trying to hold off the indictments but they keep moving in his direction. He's threatening civil war or some such bullshit if he's indicted. You know, the usual when it comes to that criminal. Hopefully we'll cream the Republicans in the mid-terms. Vote people. We need every vote we have to save our Democracy. Just sayin'.  

Signs of a Vacation

     How can you take a vacation when you're retired? Pretty damn easy. Make arrangements then drive to Holly's Ocean Meadow in Fort Bragg to spend 5 days and nights there during the hottest days of the year inland. It reached a blazing 75 the last day we stayed. Great music for the Labor Day weekend from some Dead Heads who've been buddies for 20+ years and rented the place out. There was even a hot tub and great food. Jill and Weezer are the property managers and long time friends. We really appreciated their invitation and look forward to visiting them again very soon. All and all it was our first foray into the outside world since we went to Georgia last November. A good time was had by all.