Thursday, August 13, 2020

Pseudo Sports

 Well, I watched my first baseball game with no audience.  It's weird.  I still don't see why they couldn't have let in disadvantaged kids and spread them out really good and have some life in the stands.. This just ain't right.  

Tuesday, August 11, 2020

Good grief

 I was sitting in the shade yesterday and I felt woosey.  I thought I was going to faint.  Then I looked at an outdoor thermometer.  Yikes.  It was 110 degrees in the shade.  I placed  cold towel on the back of my neck and started feeling better right away.  I have found that is the best way to rapidly cool somebody down.  Welcome to Arizona in August.  

Sunday, August 9, 2020

Bleach or Pinesol

 I've been trying to clean  my house today.  I hate cleaning, but it needs doing.  One particular problem I always seem to have is mold in showers--the pink kind.  It just follows me around everywhere I live and regardless of climate. I am always battling it.  People say use this or use that.  I think bleach and lots of it is the best mold cure.  Now, as for toilets, I favor Pine Sol. The problem with Pine Sol is it kind of stinks. Right now my windows are open because of the strong smell of bleach and Pine Sol.  

Tuesday, August 4, 2020


And on the subject of democracy, I'm working as a poll worker for the Arizona primary election.  

Sunday, August 2, 2020

Will he go away?

There's a lot of talk that Trump might not leave even if he loses the election.  The thinking is he'll claim some sort of fraud and refuse to leave.  It's not up to him.  The electoral college sends in their ballots. The new Congress declares who the new president is. It is not up to the outgoing president. Article II, section 1, paragraph 3.  

Nixon wanted to declare martial law and stay in power during the Watergate era, but he had no support anywhere.  His cabinet wanted nothing to do with it and neither did the military.  Third world despots do this; they get in power and you can't get rid if them.

How'd it get to be August?

This wasn't like a normal summer.  I couldn't go anywhere.  A lot was going on with my father's health and with Covid19 options were limited. And now it is August already.  

August isn't looking too good, either.  But we'll manage.  In a few days I'll be working as a poll worker. Yep. I'll be taking people's ballots and taking those people without ID into the back room to work them over. Well, probably not on the latter one.  I think it's probably my turn to help keep the voting franchise working.  They must really be hurting for help if they hired me.  Then we're doing an estate sale.  There aren't any fall cons to go to. I think they're all cancelled.  I note Bubonicon in New Mexico was named after the plague, ergo they should continue to hold it and have a contest to see how many people die.  That's not true, it's cancelled.  

They don't even seem to have snow cones anymore. It was really hot yesterday and I was thinking a banana snow cone would work, but no one's selling them.

Thursday, July 30, 2020

he's back!

When I was about two my grandmother took away my favorite toy, a small stuffed tiger as she wanted a souvenir.  And that was that.  There’s a baby picture of me playing with it, but the tiger was gone.  Then, grandma had to go away to a home.  At some point, presumably when they took that dreadful woman away, the tiger must’ve returned.  But no one bothered to tell me. My mom never said a word about it. Then she died. So, last week when my dad died, I was going through a chest of drawers. Underneath some bedding was Bookey.  I hadn’t seen him for 60 years and he’d been sitting in a drawer two miles from my house.  Bookey is back at my house now.