Taking Joy Where You Find It
I’m on my own but there are leftovers in the fridge and I shan’t want for entertainment.
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I’m on my own but there are leftovers in the fridge and I shan’t want for entertainment.
Rex Tillerson (remember him?) once took a cognitive test. They asked him to correctly characterize Donald Trump after spending five minutes in the same room with him. He passed with flying colors. The doctors, they were amazed. Some of them are still crying.
There’s no money to reopen the F-22 production line, let alone design and build a new air-to-air fighter, but hey, they still make F-15s in St. Louis — why not buy some new ones?
Six short book reviews, plus comments on one I didn’t finish.
Our good boy tested positive for valley fever, so now we know what to treat him for and I’m driving by later today to pick up anti-fungal medication.
This election’s going to be every bit as toxic as the last one, but I have to hope people of good will don’t get discouraged by the flood of fearmongering and gaslighting coming our way, because really, negativity is all the Republicans have. That’s their whole shot, like always.
You have to get up early to beat the heat in southern Arizona, so when the dogs started stirring at 5:30 I said what the hell and got up with them.
“Monsoon” is a relative term; in southern Arizona it means summertime thunderstorms, an everyday event in most places but a momentous and welcome one here in the desert.