BRING ON THE BUBBLY (December 30)

"May you live in interesting times." (Coudert) Blessing or curse? I don't think I can take any more damn interesting times. 

YOU GONNA EAT THAT? Service with a smile or at a least a modicum of efficiency is a goal when dining out. Is it just me, or have the servers upped their game a bit? Friendlier, competent less order screw-ups or dropped trays. Interesting the impact on society from every bump and grind of the economy. I'm thinking that with the rising cost of everything (especially food) only the best workers are being retained on a paper-thin profit margin. Slower, maybe, but more satisfying outcome. Happy to tip the max under those circumstances.

 Beats arguing with the help. Or service that is both slow and bad. Those excruciating experiences after a bouncy hostess has you seated. Then long wait for anyone. Then long wait for water-long wait for taking drink order-long wait for getting drink-long wait for taking order-long wait to get said order...wrong.  Where we deliberately trip a passing server to receive food any food after a lonnnngggg wait. "No, I'm pretty sure I didn't order goat cheese, but I am really positive I said no to goat roast hash surprise." "Chef's surprise for dessert in a seafood restaurant is a definite pass. "And no, I am not paying for the table that I nodded politely to when seated...wait they're getting away!" Dine and dash is on you buddy. Then the server with more energy than shown throughout the dining ordeal scrambling after you to protest the "change" you left as a disincentive and hint to get out of the service industry. 

RUH OH Christmas disaster averted at the 11th hour. JP has been suffering that teenage bane - braces - for the past year which is crucial to the story. Picked him up Monday for a couple hours to wrap presents and help Nana decorate sugar cookies (news flash-he participated gamely, but said it wasn't his favorite activity). He was hoping bowling was on the agenda. Darn they grow up too fast. Anyway at 10 am he has not had breakfast yet, of course, and we stop at McD's. In line at the drive-through I hear an "Oh no" from the back seat. He apparently just broke his expander/retainer-pandemonium ensues (not really). Ruh oh. Monday before the holiday. Texted his Mom and explained said disaster. Her one-word response "Super" which kind of sums it up. She's working but manages to get in touch with the Ortho while he munches his sausage mcmuffin w/o said dental appliance. 

Can you make an 11:20 appointment at the Docs? Sure, no problem. He gets examined, measured and an appt for 4:20 to get rewired. Since the office is closed after Monday until January 2, it was a freakin' madhouse in the office of teenage angst and nubie drivers with an ice storm a'coming. His Mother met us at 4:30 so we didn't have to make a delivery. She texted a couple of hours later and said that evening one of his "baby" molars popped out-no doubt from the stronger pressure from the new expander. She stated she was quite "over" her son's oral issues at this point. LOL. Holidays always have at least one memorable moment.  Though the boy was convinced he was going to be in trouble, get yelled at and this would kibosh any Christmas gifts. None of which happened, however. Half the kids in the doc's office were probably getting something tightened, installed or fixed but JP is the drama kid. 

Christmas Dinner was lasagna at the daughter and s-i-l's house. He loves turkey but is never satisfied with his efforts for juiciness, so he sticks with what he knows. All I care about is we don't have to get ready for, entertain, cook and clean up after the horde. Cool. No white elephant game however as the s-i-l believes the rules are complicated and never adhered to. He is insisting on a notarized set of rules for next year. Pooh-what fun is that? Still remember Dad dancing around and shaking each unknown gift to pick the best one. Hilarious. Especially when he picked the gift, he brought the year before the following year. He did not remember, but he thought it was an awesome choice showing great taste and imagination. You think? Only he would think a newsboy cap was the height of fashion. 

 (Charlie Brown) "You know how I always dread the whole year? Well, this time I'm only going to dread one day at a time" In the world of marmalade and billionaires what choice do we have? Keep fighting. But first we toast.

 Happy New Beer or any other happy libation you fancy... Peace, and we do need Peace, out 💚  💛💙

WHAT'S THE ALPHABET WITH NOEL? (December 23)

CHESTNUTS RESTING ON AN OPEN...Ahh Winter. The feel of Jack Frost nipping under your skirt (without tights? are you crazy). The lovely feel of wheels sliding out from under you as you drift into the snowbank on the right, the left, heading for the ditch...finally right side up on the opposite of the street facing the wrong way- whew. Shoveling 4 inches of beautiful powdery little flakes that weigh more with each shovelful. Just in time for the frickin' snowplow to trundle up the street dumping snow snots onto your freshly uncovered driveway...laughing all the way - cue music. I hate....Wait a minute. Sun's out and everything looks like glistening diamonds and the roads are clear and dry so what the hey, winter's ok. 

We appear to be hosting a B&B for deer this year. With the mild winter last year and less hunters, the mature dudes are still around, and the younger ones been "getting busy". After demolishing our bushes and attacking the bird feeder, a squad has taken over the back yard which is technically a rest stop on the way to the river. They have been climbing on the deck to get at the juicy seed on the ground and resting next to the wooded area in the yard. Nothing like a set of antlers gazing back at you when you peep out the patio doors at 3 in the morning. Don't ask.

                                                     

JAM TIME "I got dumped and all I got was this stinkin' ambassadorship to Greece" (phrase borrowed from a friend). Well as break-up consolation prizes go, that's a winner. Even if you are not fond of souvlaki or gyros being a gal from California and all. Course all the good "mexican" food will be leaving along with the legitimate immigrants who are getting caught up in the mass hysteria of forcible deployment back to, in some cases, a place they've never been. Quick how does one stop looking ethnic?

For all those still waiting on cheap gas and cheaper groceries, marmalade told Time mag that well, it's hard to bring something down once it's up - oh really? There's no big knob to turn off inflation? No spigot to steal water from Canada? Of course, once he and muskie make Canada the 51st state it's all gravy. That's also in a week where they created chaos on the debt ceiling. Wow, just wow. And half of 'merica believed this hockey puck? Enjoy the ride-this is only the beginning for Pres-elect muskie and VP marmalade. Though in extensive research, I have not found one person who voted for muskie. Also considering he was born in South Africa and not being eligible it explains why he had to take the backdoor route. Can you spell o-l-i-g-a-r-c-h (a class perfected in russia). 

WORLD OF POD Completed the January program recording last week and learned how badly emergency responders and health care workers are abused at work. I mean, I knew but not in detail. Part of their training program includes live video of health care workers being "literally" abused. The thrust of the training developed was teaching "situational awareness". Knowing where you are and what risk you might be encountering. As nursing staff is programmed to be compassionate and hands on they had to learn to be a little more wary and hesitant when entering a situation/room, etc. Family members are even more volatile at times. Another interesting fact was training was developed among various disciplines, security (police), nurses, emergency personnel, etc. I complimented them on that aspect as what seems to be a logical collaboration, often results in different groups have their own "way of doing things" and don't appreciate outside scrutiny or opinion for that matter. 

Most of my threats came as a Personnel Director. In Safety, usually it was the management that threatened, but only verbally lol. I had to come up with my own security/escape plans. File 11 meant run do not walk and get the dudes with uniforms and pistols. Irate applicants were upset but usually not armed. After an employee threatened to blow up the building (and me) I instituted a locked door, high counter between you and the visitor policy unless we knew the perp. Friendly but wary. So now you know why I have to see the Exit whenever I am seated. I mentally plan my escape route or hiding place. In church I'm sliding under the pew and wiggling out worm-like. Assume absolute panic and the closest door not being accessible unless you like doing the wave under people's feet.  Have a Plan B.

Next month I will be interviewing the head of Michigan Occupational Safety & Health Administration (MIOSHA). We were catching up at a meeting this week. He humorously (I guess) repeated for the nth time to go "easy on him" in the interview.  I've known Bart for years and worked on projects for him when I was at MIOSHA. Either he hasn't listened to my podcasts, or he really is nervous about the interview. I always script ahead of time so they know the questions that will be asked. I may take it as a compliment that he thinks I'm tough as he actually tried to get me to postpone retirement and interview for the Director of Construction Enforcement. No pitiful petunia could have done that job, but he thought I could.  LOL.

Well since we must stick with tradition ending on a humorous note: How do festive sheep greet one another? Fleece Navidad of course.  All the best of Christmas to you and yours. Peace out...💚  💙💛

PS: NO L (get it?)  Merry Crustrove Randoob

THE ART OF THE BEEF (December 16)

Heard in my house recently.."I remember being able to get up without making sound effects..Good times!"

SARCASM or is it? I've determined I have not complained enough in my life. I say embrace your god-given crotchetiness and bitch at someone, somewhere, some anything. Go rain on someone's parade. Don't hold back on criticizing clothes, manners, service or just feeling feisty and find it too much effort to hold back. Don't go to your deathbed regretting the times you bit your tongue for the sake of peace and got your butt handed to you for your meekness. Let loose the devils of never being satisfied with the status quo. It is so liberating. Cooperation pooh. Squeaking wheels do get the grease. Especially when dealing with obviously inferior beings. 

I need to go back to all those times when I should have said "no, man it's not ok and you're a dumb (emphasis) ass." Why must those of higher intellect suffer fools gladly as the saying goes. So mind-numbing. We get to pick our friends, not be friends with everyone. Something the wisdom of "older age" teaches you. Drugs and pain are a real leveler/destroyer of politeness and restraint. Just saying. Quite useful when dealing with medical issues. If you just "go along" you will be months waiting for the lackadaisical limited largesse of the insurance world and abbreviated appointments.  So be a sticky wicket, hurdle, hindrance, bitch, impatient pain in the rear and enjoy the moment. 

IRONIC MOMENT - Isn't it interesting that Mangione was apprehended the same day that Perry was acquitted of murder. One killed in the name of heartless greed in health care, another killed reacting to a victim of the same system. Neither death is to be celebrated. 

OUTTA BE A LAW A democratic rep from Florida immediately changed to repub after election. Not to be outdone, a West Virginian elect turns from red to blue after election. (Unfortunately, he also threatened to kill other legislators). Seems rather underhanded, though and voters are being lied to. I would "assume" they knew they wouldn't win based on the color of their tie in the particular district they were trying to steal but still. Wonder how they managed the straight faceiness needed to embrace the platform of the "others" and not get caught when they sneered at the rainbow or celebrated ghost guns. 

Meanwhile marmalade keeps plucking rotting flowers from the house and senate to be in his administrative garden. Sole requirements- ability to wallow in manure (fertilizer), pledge undying allegiance and agree to be placed under the bus as needed, to the two? presidents we apparently elected. The house majority was already slim so all good. Keep on a'plucking. Even McConnell (a polio survivor) was not kind to the RFK choice. Mittens from Utah admitted he misjudged the American people. Welcome to the club. Oh, and give your son a solid by shipping his girlfriend to Greece. 

 

TWO SEASONS Michigan humor of winter and construction season. Though the way people are already having a problem with keeping between the lines and slamming the ditches with a little bit of snow we still have not admitted to the season change. Of course, heading back to temps in the 50's is not helping the mindset. Drive like your critical grandmother is in the car, because heck, your grandmother is in the other car sliding into your space. However, as the tail of construction is still wagging driving around the city is an adventure of epic proportions. How early to leave for an appointment on, merely, the other side of town? Maybe about an hour, or two. Checking the MDOT website has become a daily occurrence. Impish detours keep cropping up and I've watched many a car dare the odds and end up needing to back up 300 yards when choosing wrong. Add a bit of rain, snow or dark of night and the fun gets serious. Call it detour roulette where the numbers on the wheel keep changing position.

Busy weekend taking the boy Christmas shopping and rehearsing for the podcast recording tomorrow so will cut this short. Why am I only now learning what he really wanted for Christmas as we peruse the shops. Note to self: have shopping trip earlier in season Peace out...💚  💙💛

BLACK DOVES (December 9)

My idea of housework is giving the room a sweeping glance...Unfortunately I am cursed with knowing dirt when I see it after the housecleaners have been here. Not sure what I'm expecting but I thought washing floors would be part of it; not dusting my myriad of knickie knackies on the living room shelves. Doing bathrooms and cleaning those dang glass tables is the best of their work, however. 

MARMALADE COMICS Has to be said. Biden should have done his pardon (I don't have problem with it) and said nothing else. No justification, no malarkey, no nothing, nada. Mr Felony of course railed at the injustice of it all, but now he has more justification (as if he needed it) to release his personal mob from Jan 6 as every little dictator needs his private army. I especially find amusing that the gang of three (marmalade, muskie and higgly piggly-hegseth) are clutching their pearls and bemoaning family values. Between them they have multiple liaisons, children and have cheated on all their mates. 

Marmie uses his sperm offerings as cannon fodder when needed or to get out of court. This is the same loving person who buried his beloved first? wife on his golf course but I am sure that had nothing to do with cemeteries beings tax-exempt but an act of respect and esteem. A wonderful resting place among the rolling green hills-oops, ball landed right on top of that mound there. And muskie with his 12 oddly named and strategically placed (away from him) offspring with names like jackhammer and moon doggie I believe. And higgly's own Mother condemned him as a man who drinks and then berates and disrespects women putting him squarely on Santa's naughty list. The milk of human kindness has definitely curdled.

Further hilarity ensues when turtle man (McConnel) is appalled with the partisanship shown as several federal judges delay their retirement after the red election. OMG-stings when we use your playbook aye?

DRIVING WHILE CRAZY So when did turn signals become optional. I love the game of will she or won't she (turn that is). Is it obvious? Are the wheels cocked a certain direction? Should I take a chance. Nope usually fooled by the eventual direction taken. These are the same folks who dodge in front of you and go below the speed limit. They have established their place and by gum the rest is up to you - followed by the screeching of brakes and a disgusted look from the chaos causing driver ahead. Cars are too comfortable as folks appear to be directing their vehicle similar to how they ride their lounger, head below seat level, soda and popcorn to the ready. Dashboard screens as wide as their home-grown televisions prompting attention everywhere than the road ahead. The equivalent of self-driving cars and gosh are we ever ready for them. 

As a defensive driving alumni, I probably infuriate rather than act as a stress reliever to others. I know that as when going precisely 3 miles over the speed limit I am constantly passed. Often where space for passing is non-existent. I sneer at your double yellow line; the shoulder is for winners; speed limits are merely suggestions for turtle people. 

DEJA VU ALL OVER AGAIN I must have one of those faces. I am constantly being accosted by friend and foe with "don't I know you?" Weird thing is, they probably do. Saw a woman in college I hadn't seen since the 3rd grade and she ran right up to me and said my name. I, of course, was clueless. Either I never age (LOL) or I am terrible at remembering faces. Probably a good thing I don't remember as I have the blessing/curse of getting people to reveal their darkest secrets from my days as an investigator upon a short meeting. Often it is because I am interested especially when a person is shy or reticent and I enjoy getting them to open up. But sometimes that intense understanding stare may actually be boredom and not an invitation to spill; unless it's required.  I have perfected the internal yawn on those occasions. 

Anyway, last week saw a lady who looked vaguely familiar and I'm going through my church? BWL? City? MIOSHA? podcast interview? pissed off union person? litany of where do I know them from? Got drunk and barfed on them? Who knows. She immediately said "I know you, I'm Elaine".  Instantly remembered. I wish more people did that. No fumbling around, no talking for 10 minutes trying to remember from scattered clues. I knew exactly who she was and the horrors we shared at the City. Good times. Something to practice myself if I ever am not actually on the receiving end of the recognition train. I was going to say wheel, but there is no end on a wheel, something about infinity or whatever. So now you know if I ever walk past you blindly and there are no location clues it's on you.                 Peace out....💚  💙💛

The scariest thing to read in Braille "Do not Touch"

                                               

STICKEE WICKIE (December 2)

ITS BEGINNING TO LOOK...Christmas tree oh Christmas tree. We are promoting the Art of the Tree. Since no small people are into wielding a saw this year at ye old tree lot, we are enjoying the beauteous shape of "store 'boughten" greenery. Though we fought in the past over who would crawl under the tree and water the live nursery escapee every other day, I unselfishly claimed responsibility for maintaining the new "maintenance-free" member of the house. I know, I know, it's only fair.

After years of dutifully trudging through the increasingly dwindling supply and rising costs of live trees, we were not all that upset about the new regime. People start going after trees right after Labor Day from what I can surmise. I'm also basing that on the number of areas denuded, out of bounds or earmarked for military families as the pickings be slim. The tree farm's cheerful little reminder card with its laughable $2 coupon was usually the signal to set up an expedition. $2 won't even buy one of their decorated cookies, hot cocoa or donuts. But you do get a free wagon ride out to the boonies for your tree selection. No matter, we still trudge and look and wander and whirl ending up at the same spot we started. Then of course, loaded down with a tree, we find it difficult to catch a ride back as everyone else on the flip side is sporting a 17 ft tree under their arm thus overloading the wagon. The long trek back dragging our prickly beauty is not for the faint of foot. 

Finally arriving at the literal drop zone after schlepping through either knee-deep snow or ankle-deep mud we meet the twister boys. They grab the unruly bush and shove it headfirst (the tree) into their little needle shaking twine machine. As a safety person I always speculate on the amount of human carnage possible if in their hurry, they flip one of the twister guys rather than the tree into the running machine. Shaken, flattened into half their size and tied from top to bottom like a fly in a spider web would probably not be too survivable. 

Fun Fact. Apparently that $2 coupon was too much for this operation as they decided to discontinue its questionable value this year. I mean I still used it, and we all got a good laugh that someone actually presented a $2 coupon for a $100 tree, but I have no shame. 

SPEAKING OF SHAME.  Other indicators that things are not the same in marmalade world. Outside of the increasingly bold nazi demonstrations (though they still wear masks-cowards) a new low is a Florida candidate for Congress who has threatened the two female Muslim congresswomen they better get out before he gets there "bombs away". Isn't that a nice sentiment that you said OUT LOUD Randy Fine. Though it's understood, free speech only applies to repubs. Funny thing though. If we treated the maggots like they treat others they would be such upset little snowflakes.

Also as predicted in the never-ending quest for revenge, marmalade is choosing boot licker Kash Patel for FBI chief who vows to prosecute anyone, who basically, says anything about his boss he doesn't like-even when it's true.  Good-by any free press or anyone decent enough to note the lack of emperor clothing.  Where are the heroes going to come from to thwart their nefarious plans? Well upon further reflection, in regard to the popular vote, marmie did win the most votes but the percentage was 49.9% compared to Harris' 48.3 so mandate proof he is not. So technically 1 out of 2 voted for the country rather than a dictator.

WICKED Rather fitting that the hot movie of the day is one called Wicked, which sums up the new administration including the Oz man, though I can think of much nastier terms. That much hype for a movie is ridiculous or a very bad movie trying to get our attention. Oh, wow even more reflective of current times.  But really, at the point you have created a buzz and a long line I'm out. I'll wait for the made-for-TV version. Ok I have never seen Barbie or Forrest Gump or Top Gun or all the Star Wars either. The list goes on. I am more of a cinema noir type I suppose with plot twists, etc. But I also enjoy the predictability of the Hallmark tried and trues. Call me complicated.  Peace out...💚  💙💛

 

THE TURKEY CONNECTION (November 25)

 

THE SEASONAL RACE BEGINS Almost turkey time! So much work and prep for so.....much reward! Fortunately, I am a common sewer (connoisseur) of the dark side when so many want the white meat, so I am always fulfilled. Our free turkey has needed a constant influx of ice to slowly thaw as you-know-who got the biggest free turkey he could trundle out so turning out not to be so free. 

Watching the 40th anniversary of Silver Bells in the City reminded me of the first couple of parades. From when it was a just a twinkle in the BWL and Mayor's eye to the full-blown extravaganza of 70 electrified floats and 11 marching bands. A bit of a boost for the downtown shopping venues. As a member of the Mayor's staff we were ordered, er, er, helped out at City Hall culminating with a "private" party in the Department and a birdie eye view of the Capitol, parade route, fireworks and of course, the lighting of the "shrub". This year the tree is covered completely in red lights. Is someone sending a message? Memories of Melania's dragon's blood Christmas display at the White House. So festive. 40 years is ruby of course.

MARMALADE NOTES Speaking of shocking things, all the hullabaloo of gender specific bathrooms. Who are we really? What's the big deal? Any women's potty chair I have been a visitor to has a "door" to block the intimate parts, so what up? And shocker-we have all partaken in gender neutral bathrooms. Think airplanes, porta-potties and homes. When you gotta go, you gotta go-who gives a flying f---. I myself have led the charge to the men's room when the line for the ladies is wrapping around the block. Shut the door people! Apparently the repubs are obsessed with the thought of sexual assault in the bathroom. Probably because they also don't believe in abortion for sexual assault. What kind of people do they hang with?

I mean do you really want to know what goes on in bathrooms? Make-up retouches, hair and perfume spray, emergency stain removal, sponge baths, diaper changing, gossip; oh yeah; and massive BMs. I know hideous! Oh Lordie, I feel faint. Though I have one puzzler, if men manage to keep their business to themselves in a urinal why do they always get the bathroom floor wet at home? Mysteries of life.

Fun Fact. As Harris lost by less than 2%, one point fraction person out of every 3 people you meet voted for her. Clearly a mandate  😄

HOME FRONT The BYOW party went well. In trying to avoid driving at night we started at 1 pm. Everyone still left after dark which tells me it was a good party with an ample supply of food and drink. Every bottle dry and every crumb pretty much consumed. And success, the dump pitcher held very little discards confirming that the five different wines were pretty much a hit. Fortunately, the bilateral pokes in the OH's sacroiliac did their job and he was a lot more mobile during the party. He even took the boy bowling a couple of games though he had to learn how to bend his knees again. Pretty stiff still. Apparently use it or lose it is a real thing. 

Like the commercial, the oven repair guy actually showed up as scheduled and immediately took the oven door off. That would have been a heck of a lot easier when I was cleaning the oven to be able to remove the door, duh. 20 minutes, a new igniter, $225 and we were back in business.  At what point does it make more sense to buy new or repair? Sigh.

ADVENTURES WITH JP My grandson is a humble soul. When asked what he wanted/needed for Christmas he told me socks! I need socks...and underwear. Those are usually the disappointing pariah of all pretty packaged surprises for kids under the tree. We had quite a discussion on Santa. He said he wishes he never learned he was fake because he liked the idea that some generous dude out there gave random gifts to kids. He said the songs don't make any sense now, etc. Sigh.  I pointed out that isn't it cool that people who know you love you enough to give you gifts at a special time of year. I appreciate his take on things though. We ended up going to see "Red One" which is a hysterical action movie on Santa Claus. He is not so jaded as to not enjoy it and we laughed our proverbial butts off. Course anything with Dwayne Johnson gets my vote. JP finally did say he didn't really want anything for Christmas as he has everything he needs, but he would like a dog. We know.  Peace Out.....💚  💙💛

      

SPREADING THE MARMALADE (November 18)

 

I KNOW This is the column no doubt you were looking for last week. I was not ready. I had to digest the rawness that the America I thought I lived in showed its true colors on November 5th. I had to get rid of the taste of bile in my mouth as I pondered the unreality of it all. If you voted to endorse hatred, violence and bigotry, the fires of hell will not be able to consume your black soul and may the jackals feed upon your flesh. If you believed the lies and were afraid, then perhaps you can be rehabilitated, if we survive. 

A lot of reasons, but one stands out if you've been looking. The pre-ponderance of right-leaning media has taken over. Doesn't matter if FOX had to pay a huge fine for lying. If you check the number of viewers for FOX, Breitbart, NewsMax they leave the traditional media in the dust. Those are what people are listening to which are owned and controlled by wealthy conservatives. They are not afraid to exploit silliness. Where do you think the hoopla about cat-eating Haitians came from, etc. etc. When I took a little journalism in college, we were cautioned to have two independent sources on facts and no speculating.  LOL - boy did that go out the window, but I do practice it when I give my opinion on the blog. 

And after only spending 200 million or so, Tesla's X boy bought himself a country or at least the dude running it as apparently the richest man in the world is taking over on critical phone calls and de-regulation for the pres-elect. One could expect nothing less from the guy "allegedly" sharing top secrets with the enemy. Guess the con-man got conned aye Donnie? Excuse me while I order the lifeboat supplies. Won't it be funny when he realizes the inefficiency and overspending is in the legislature- lol. 

Why is it easier to practice hate than love? They're both 4-letter words. Do I still think people will help a neighbor or support a charity - yes. However, we have been lied to and encouraged by "them" on issues that we have no impact on except "they" told us it was bad, and the other side was bad. Shame on "them". The joke of the election hinged on the price of eggs or gasoline, well gas was down, and eggs are high because thousands of birds have been destroyed to stem avian flu. See how "they" get us fired up. We need to stop letting "them" control our thoughts and fears. Shut off the ridiculous social media and biased news feeds. Check the facts for yourself. Live your life proudly and fearlessly. We can send "them" running for the hills as public opinion is what "they" fear the most. We are "them" and yes, we are our brother's keeper. If we do not speak up for injustice against others, there is no justice for any. Might as well snuff out the torch of that beautiful lady in the New York harbor.

HOWEVER On another front, deep red states voted for minimum wage, family leave and freedom of choice so I think we missed the boat on what was important to folks (hint the economy). Though why they think they will get that from a deeply red federal government is beyond me. That was promised in 2016 and surprise the spoils went to the rich and powerful, so they tried the lie again and it worked!

 Second, Kamala lost by 2% or less, several democratic candidates beat fanatic nazi magas and our buddy got less of the popular vote than several Presidential candidates before him. Third, if Garland and Smith release the report about the Trump cases (that Jack Smith owes the AG before he resigns) directly to the public before the end of the year we can avoid it being quashed and "spun" by those affected.... So, if we can survive and stay positive, all the missteps we are about to witness will cause a blue backlash in 2026. So do not let despair and disappointment rule your life. 

Another fun fact. Considering the only qualification to be a Cabinet member is undying fealty to orange marmalade, you may see some actual pushback. There is not an overwhelming mandate from the voters and congress and senate folks are aware of it. Rumpie  believes he has all kind of capital to spend, but these choices will burn through it pretty quickly.  A Russian advocate for national intelligence; an alleged sex offender for AG, a white supremist who paid off a woman he allegedly assaulted for Defense (where he is threatening to fire or court martial real officers), an oil executive for Environmental and a dude with a worm in his head for HHS. I can't wait to see what Cabinet position Trump offers Putin. Again, if these fly, they will impact the poor and uneducated the hardest. C'est la vie, it's Deja vu all over again. It's a proverbial middle finger to the public and this country in his lust for retribution.

                                                                

OTHER NEWS On the home front the OH is lining up for a hip stab from the pain doc this week. I got mine cold turkey because I am insane that way and love the challenge of how much pain I can take. Not sure if I should warn him, it really stings. I'll just have him pop a hydrocodone and hope for the best.  The issues seem to be spreading so I'm trying to keep him from doing any heavy lifting. Can you imagine I actually stood on my head and cleaned out the oven? It's not lighting, and I wanted to pretend I'm a little Sally trad wife keeping things clean before the repair guy comes to pass judgement on my housekeeping. I also need to wash some floors as apparently wet mopping by the highly paid housekeeper does not include soap. A little apron is probably pushing it though I suppose. 

Just posted a new podcast on MDOT (timely with 2 recent road worker deaths); interviewed two dudes about Conference awards and getting ready to interview Michigan Medical Security and Nursing staff on "Situational Awareness for Emergency Responders" (or make sure the patients don't have weapons). Shouldn't make fun of the last one, violence against medical personnel has escalated especially since the Pandemic. Violence, impatience and entitlement rules. Oops! There I go getting all negative again. I'm tired. 

At any rate in the good news column: I'm getting a free turkey at BJs (yes I do spend that much there); hosting first wine party for the year-during the day as we're old and day drinking and driving is better than night drinking and driving; I have most of my Christmas shopping done; JP's annual calendar is at the printer and Lions are kicking ass! Peace (and we really need it) out...💚  💙💛

A ROSE IS A ROSE (November 11)

 

Atlas' wife held up 50% of the world but his sheer noisy bulk (ego) covered up her contributions. 

 ONE LAST TIME Ok, let's get it out of the way. Picking a known felon, sex offender and all-around lousy businessman was apparently better than an experienced, educated female. Do I wish we had had a chance to go through primaries and choose our candidate rather than pulling someone in 3 months out? Of course, but....

Kind of how I feel after taking in the 5th. My birthday being around election time is always a mixed bag of good/bad news, but life goes on. Not this time...again.  Not to dwell on it, but I just feel so tired of always having to be better because of being female and I am also tired of apologizing for having an education. Blame Mom-she never differentiated between the boy and the girls. With that background in my first safety position, imagine my shock after educating myself and bringing the safety program to high levels and working alone for a year, I did not get the job. Not only did it go to a male with no experience, but I was also expected to maintain the high levels of the program because he did not know how to do it. He did apologize but still took the job. 

Reason given: "You're too passionate". Man speak for you don't back down and act all fluttery and feminine. Well in safety you sure as hell better not back down if you're right and someone's life is at stake. Oddly enough I was often accused of being cold by not talking about personal stuff (mine) but I could always get the story from those with whom I interacted. (I know my family will say-"you never shut up"). Dispassionately negotiating with and succeeding with the rank and file, upper management, politicians, doctors, lawyers and with judges in Court apparently did not prove I was good under pressure or get too stressed. Of course, my nephew has pointed out I don't bet in poker unless I have a good hand so not as poker-faced as I thought LOL. 

Fun fact-I moved on to a better and more responsible position somewhere else where I was the manager of the activity - though again working alone to create a credible safety and health program. That move got me accused of being disloyal by the previous employer, shocker. I am gratified they had to hire an entire department to replace me, however. The person who got hired after me quit after a couple of months because she told me later "they expected me to do all this extra stuff!" So, I guess I am an over-achiever. Being the facilitator and founding "Grandmother" of the MIOSHA Training Institute that has credibility throughout the entire State for Safety and Health, is a gratifying legacy, however. Apparently, that was finally enough as predictably they offered me a chance at a big promotion just before I retired (after bypassing me twice). Hopefully it will help the women who follow. 

MEDICAL UPDATE Well, the OH's pursuit of a cure continues with another appointment with a new specialist Monday. Although he said he was willing to live with the pain level he's at, that's not how I roll so we will continue our search for relief. Everyone needs a fearless (passionate) cheerleader. Besides I would not want to have to learn how to cook after all these years! I am mastering the microwave which means I have discovered there is a power level button-makes all the difference.

Saw the kids and grandson for a birthday dinner. Another fun fact my son-in-law loathes when they sing to you at a restaurant. Something to do with a traumatic experience when he had an early job waiting tables eons ago. So, he charmed the wait person, he's good at that. In fact, we were all friends by the end of dinner, and she quietly gave me my little birthday sundae on the down low. I always mention birthdays when we are celebrating at a restaurant in case there's any free stuff to be had. I can stand a little public humiliation for a freebie. Call me crazy/greedy.

FINAL THOUGHT When we notice that little glimmer of light under the door shining into our dark room, the hope is that it cannot, will not, be totally extinguished. I pray that I am right.                    Peace out ... 💚  💙💛

                                                                               

           

CAN'T WE JUST GET ALONG? (November 4)

CANDY IS DANDY BUT... I think we have the Halloween record for entertaining the oldest tricker treater.  A lady asked for an extra treat for her 93-year-old Mother. I was prepping to see a crone, a robot wheelchair or at a least garland-covered walker. No such luck. Apparently, the lady in question was elsewhere. As the kids did not look confused or loudly call out the mom of telling a whopper, I bought it. Told them to grab a handful of little treats. Surprising how big a 5-year old's hands can be.  I am also known to the parents as the house who offers adult treats. At times the eagerness of a group of parents almost elbowed the kids away from the candy bowl.  Although convivial I think the kids were more polite, but what the heck we all had fun.  Some of the parents were sporting beers so a shot and a beer added to their festive night. 

After nightfall there are long pauses until we get the occasional older straggler. Our street is pitch black with no streetlights and we were only house decorated with orange lights, an illuminated pumpkin milk can and a spinning lighthouse with a pumpkin head. From out of the darkness emerges an evil-looking scythe attached to a long black robe moving ponderously into the light. Freaked me out until I saw a very young feminine face peeping out. Apparently, Death travels alone in search of treats. 

A VOTIN' WE WILL GO A friend and I decided to try out the in person early voting for the first time. I have been voting from the comfort of my kitchen for years. Had to be reintroduced to the whole process again. I kept humming "Like a Virgin". Thank you, Madonna, for getting a chuckle out of the election crew when I mentioned it. Gratifying to see so many folks and so many of the younger persuasion all showing the gravity the situation called for. While I was waxing humorous of course. The lady overseeing the tabulation machine had the most anxiety as various voters kept coming up with glitches. You know the anxiety a "boomer" has when something "techie" goes wrong. What makes it even more interesting is she has to shield her eyes not to see your ballot. Which makes it hard to come over and see what's wrong. I kept hearing her say, "what does the machine say" lol. Ah well. People were patient and nobody got belligerent. You need to work elections sometime to see how honest and hard-working these people are, and the fail safes that have been built in.

In a related side note, we have a neighbor who has been flying a rumpie flag for four effing years, which he changes out every so often. Even when he compares him to God no one has "accidently" removed, hidden or stomped on the repulsive thing. Trust me we have many of a different persuasion in our neighborhood. Now if we had put an opposing flag up it would have been destroyed accompanied by a lawn burning. Ironically, he also posts a "Freedom" sign underneath. But apparently that only applies to one side from what I have observed. Just saying...

 OBSERVATIONS When you finally get an ad that is not political it's either for charity, ASPCA or fixin' feet.  What's up with all these people who apparently have been suffering for years but in the last year or so the solution has been found. Alleluia! Orthotics have been around forever. I myself had them prescribed by my chiro and I hate the damn things and hardly ever wear them. Very uncomfortable so maybe I should do an anti-happy feet ad. I just think the feet people finally met a smart marketer. Every ad shows various people touting the same theme, but the one where the guy cried before he got them and cried after he got them is really annoying. As he says I'm not an actor-no kidding. 

I heard someone call a Catholic Mass "Bells and Smells". Much as I admire the wit, I can explain the bells part. When they spoke in Latin (without a Microphone) people were clueless as to what was happening, and the bells woke them up to the big act (actually the point of the service) which is the consecration-bread and wine/body and blood. Otherwise, I think folks would continue snoozing, gossiping or eating. I think turning around the alter to face the people was probably a smart move to get people involved in the process or to note who's snoozing, gossiping, etc. 

The smells (incense burning) part is not really practiced that much and always announced ahead of time for the snowflakes in the congregation. I guess people passing out in the pews and children loudly asking "what is that stinky smell" provided bad optics for the church. Understand I am of the generation who saw the change to English, guitars around the altar, normal clothes for nuns and fun music. What we used to call a "happenin'".  Speaking of generational slang, I freaked my young grandson -Generation Alpha- when I asked him if he had a particular "pookie" at school which is a love interest. "How do you know that Nana?" I popped a few other words (while looking at the translation on my phone) and he was quite irritated with me.  Oh well. Far freakin'out, groovy and definitely stay calm this week. Peace Out....💚  💙💛

           

ONE SIP AT A TIME (October 28)

YOU RANG? Though my M.O. is to ignore any phone call that has no identity attached, one spammer or political pusher was truly ingenious the other day by managing to ring both my cell phone and the wireless house phone at the exact same moment.  One has to marvel at the AI involved in that feat to ring two different numbers at the same time. Of course, no message screams "BOGUS" so no harm no foul, just happy music playing in the background depending on which ring tone one chooses. I'm assuming it was my daily  ,la  check-in. Even with her busy schedule she texts and phones every day.

I've seen/heard several comments that  ,la  did nothing as Vice-President. Hello, do we need to drag out the old civics book outlining duties of the VP?  Which A #1 you are not in charge. Your ideas may be listened to, but you are not in charge. You have no power. You are the back-up. You are not in charge. This is the Pres's legacy not yours. You are not in charge. Pence was considered inconsequential collateral damage by the Prez when they stormed the castle on January 6 screaming for Mike's blood. Haven't you ever noticed (probably not) that VPs who get elected as Prez act totally differently than when they were VP? Surprise, not really. How many times have I second-guessed the boss and got my as-- handed to me or they take a different track. Or how many of my ideas became theirs.  I swear we lose all our common sensical genes when politics are involved. Oh yeah, one project (hot potato) she was handed was the border issue. When a bi-lateral partial solution was offered, it proceeded to be shat upon. So, there's that. 

HOUSE CALLS Hearing news reports on first-time home buyers in Lansing having different avenues to pursue in obtaining mortgages and down payment assistance I am reminded of an interesting program created in my time at the City. The Mayor charged the Finance Director and me to come up with a program to assist public safety employees (think fire/police) in purchasing homes in Lansing. The plan provided a $5,000 loan to purchase a house in the City of Lansing. We made it forgivable a thousand each year that they stayed in the home. More fire/police homeowners in Lansing with a stake in the city, empty houses going to folks with a stake in the city- Win Win. The City Attorney signed off and we were in business.  However, as I am not a real estate aficionado, I had to learn about liens the hard way. 

Do you know you have to file a lien against the property filed with the county clerk to assure you get your investment back? No, I didn't either. I was able to catch my mistake early on (don't remember how) and all was good. Except for one enterprising young man who managed to snag two more loans (liens) on the $5,000 property equity before I was able to place ours making the City third. I left for MIOSHA before I had to explain it, so I'm sure it all worked out. LOL. After that possible debacle I had them sign a lien agreement when they got their check which I immediately filed. Frightening, but back in the day you could just walk into the County Clerk's office and ask to see the property paperwork and just attach your lien agreement to it. I literally was given access to the file cabinet to perform the task. Wonder how that works now. Might be worth checking out....

Also, in another eye-opener doing research for a candidate I was supporting; I found out you can go to the County Court and have them pull a criminal file for you to peruse. They will even make copies for you. Isn't that nice? 

WINE DOWN Continuing my wine theme from last week, I am amazed at the number of "supposedly sophisticated" wine drinkers who will unilaterally claim "I don't drink Michigan wines". They try to excuse it with some mish mosh about too dry, too young, too Michigan. Actually, they have not even tried said wines from the 140 or so vineyards in Michigan. Of the three snobs I am thinking of, two are overseas travelers so they may have tasted a variety of different vintages in their home vineyards. Ah, that is the key for me. When I was in France, the local cheap home-brew grape was always delicious. I am of the opinion that personal taste is everything. And since the Traverse City area is on the same geographic parallel as wine country in France, maybe worth a try?

Now beer is different. I became a Miller advocate after tasting their product fresh off the rack so to speak. Never been the same taste away from their home base, however. Same with Guiness that I tasted for the first time in their brewery in Ireland-overlooking downtown Dublin from their sky tower I might add. Ambience and all that but have never had a good Guiness here actually. 

Every wine, every season, every vineyard is different. Yes, pinot noir in Oregon and cabernet sauvignon in Washington tasted better in California as it was my first time with either vintage. But to arbitrarily say I will only drink wine from a particular place closes the door to tasting adventures. Plus, every year is different based on weather, etc.  Personally, wine bum that I am, I will drink anybody's sauvignon blanc as long as it's properly chilled  

Apropos of nothing MONKEYS!  I could not resist this picture, but I had to lay a proper foundation and yes, they are actually real flowers.  Also, I always refer to the VP as  ,la as no one seems to know how to pronounce her name properly.

                                                         

    "Wine improves with age. I improve with wine"   Peace out.....💚   💙💛

LIKE A FINE WINE (October 21)

ROCKING WITH THE OLDIES Ok, Ok. We officially drifted into the old people's table at lunch the other day. We were covering family, current events, the cost of bongos in Mongolia when the first tease into doctor/malady world occurred. We strived to stay on point, but another comment trickled out until we were knee deep in how many doctors one has seen in the last month; how are the eyeball treatments going (multiple participants); finally morphing into recovery stories, number of preventative shots and their efficacy; latest weird symptoms.  Yep-it's the old people table. Damn. Resistance is futile. Still beats talking about HIM though...

FOOD FOR THOUGHT If Pres Obama had secret phone calls with one of our greatest enemies he would be tarred, feathered, run out on a rail and prosecuted as a traitor. But that was when we cared about such things.

Speaking of prison. One brother called his twin brother from prison "Hey remember when we were kids and used to finish each other's sentences?" Mic drop. And have you ever noticed people say, and write, two twins. I would call that rather redundant. Maybe if one does not have twins those who do, do not believe we know that. I have never heard anyone say three triplets or 4 quads. Twins must be a bridge too far for an assumption.

ANOTHER DAY ANOTHER DOC OH has been having a miserable time with knee pain leading to leg swelling leading to ankle swelling leading to hip pain leading to back leading to shoulders - well you know the song. Our doctor, throwing phrases out like, it's your life, you must have this test right away. Then we'll worry about the pain issue. Off to the health center for an ultrasound to rule out DVT (deep vein thrombosis). Thank goodness it was the same day as OH was basically at the point of "kill me now".  Oddly a good friend of ours called the same day to ask if we had thought anymore about buying funeral plots together. So our kids could visit us together.  As if. I originally thought she was kidding. As I relayed the conversation, again the OH was of the mindset it was good timing. 

Anyway, another old person reminder. Everyone in the Health Center (well 80%) were of a particular age punctuated by a variety of assistive devices. Watch your toes from the walker crushers and your head from the cane wielders. Not to mention the decibel level as some needed ear assistive devices. For those who could hear, we got blow-by-blow of everyone's malady when they signed in at reception.  I told OH to ask the technician not to tell him the sex of the baby, you know ultrasound and all. He later reported that he was not the first to make what we thought was an inspired remark. Good thing we don't break down physically at the same time. Though I told our Doctor we need to get him well as he's the cook or a I foresee a future of frozen pizza and take-out. 

NEXT COURSE If the insanity plea or, if god forbid, the 25th amendment have to be invoked the T-cell is making a good case for it. When asked how he would address inflation when the numbers have come down so much, he "rambled" about we would make donuts, we have the ovens. If I had not heard that with my own ears....on a Fox town meeting no less. Another gem from that meeting was the claim of being "Father of IVF". I think he believes it stands for Irresistible Voluptuous Flatulence. Due to his claim that he "weaves" his ramblings my take is that he's tying up the donut statement.

Has to be said. Forget about the economy for a hot minute and vote like the lives of the women in your life depend on it. My own experience miscarrying my second child and the requisite, and sad, painful procedure that followed would probably land me in jail if the fanatics get their way. 

FINAL RANDOM THOUGHTA lot of 4-way stops out by the lake. There is an "understanding" that whoever gets there first goes first-easy peasy. But one must take into account the aggressor factor these days and the size of the vehicle being challenged. And the excessive need to be in a hurry all the time. Though I sincerely believe "he who hesitates is last" I normally choose the better of part of survival. Making eye contact is essential as well. Being older and wiser has its advantages. Peace out 💚 💙💛

                                                    

22 DAYS (October 14)

Maybe it's too soon but...

The start of the NHL season for the Lightnings (Tampa Bay) and Hurricanes (Raleigh North Carolina) postponed by lightning and hurricanes. 

AD-LIBS Anybody in the room sick of the constant barrage of political cartoons, er er, ads?  Just raise your hands. Oh, that's pretty much everyone in the room. Considering many are taken out of context and selected sound bites, it results in some interesting accusations. Based on information presented, I am locking my cookie jar, and I wouldn't trust any of them to clean out the kitty litter box. Like a debate. If you spend all your time fact checking and defending against your opponent, you don't get to state your own ideas. Sigh. I actually won my one and only debate in high school as my opponent forgot what side she was defending and stated my arguments for the proposal. During my turn, I just agreed. Slam dunk for the A!

Does anyone actually do a little research after hearing the latest shocker? Oh, by the way, EV mandates will not eliminate gas-powered cars so folks can always buy them. Me, I'm investing in hydrogen which produces water vapor rather than environment choking exhaust or flammable lithium batteries. And, yes, this type of engine has been around for a while but for some reason there is a powerful lobby that keeps it under wraps. Hmm. 

NEWBIE ATTACKS I know hazing has got a bad reputation. From innocently performing valet duties for upper classmen, egging the chancellor's house or forcing serenades of nubile co-eds it has morphed into truly dangerous territory involving alcohol. Pledges have been injured and died due to such "antics" and fraternities are rightfully, losing their operational status on campus and being charged. However, no one can hold a torch to military rites of passage. In a fatigued state and at dusk I observed our local National Guard helicopters hovering with lines attached to log-shaped objects. For one wild instant I thought they were "baptizing" the new recruits and testing their bravery by suspending them from the helicopters. Now that's rough. It's the landing that is a problem. You've got to place that landing gear just right...My managerial hazing routine was scaring the hell out of new emps with a lot of direct eye contact and never smiling.

RECYCLE Driving by the extensive renovations occurring to the local wastewater plant reminded me of my days as the safety skate for the city. I had to LITERALLY train workers of what to do if one of the 500-pound sanitizing chlorine tanks sprung a leak! To any sane person the lethal cloud that would ensue only requires one to run like hell. Apparently, that was not an option. We had to go through how to plug the leak, I kid you not. Actually, as I recall the whole trick is turning the tank over and then plugging it as the gas is heavier than air. Why do I know these things? 

No one was more relieved than I when we were able to switch to ultraviolet light and get rid of the tanks. We won't talk about how much danger the north side was in with those tanks nearby. Actually, little happy bugs do most of the sanitizing of, shall we say, fecal material and the plant actually puts treated water into the river that is cleaner than the river. Talk about high-tech recycling before it was cool. 

FLOORED As of last Friday, we have re-floored every floor in the house. The only one not touched is the nice green carpet in K's old room. We dedicated that entire room in homage to MSU in hopes the daughter would take the hint. Took her a year or two in "other" institutions until she bit the bullet and graduated in that handsome green cap and gown. The last hold-out room was a spare that sported, wait for it, bright, crispy, orange shag carpet!  LOL. The installers word was "crispy", and they weren't kidding. I think there were puffs of orange shag all the way to their truck. Good luck getting those stubborn remnants out of the nooks and crannies. 

Sometimes I feel sorry for MATGR (Maggie Green) who must have a 24/7 QANON hootenanny going on up there in unreality world. Peace out....💚  💙💛

                                                         

FALL FOIBLES (October 7)

"What do you call a fish with no eyes?  FSH"

FISH STORY Posting from the lake as Grandpa (Big Joe) and Joe (JP) crammed in one last long fishing weekend. Catching two legal walleye and a bass was swoon-worthy by the younger Joe. He helped (watched) Grandpa clean and cut up his walleye fillets and was determined to have them for dinner. We're sending them home with him. JP was extremely impressed with the razor-sharp knife used in the process which is why he mostly watched. JP is still at the age where he is interested in everything and willing to help and learn. Knot tying needs some work, but he'll get there. I can monitor progress and successes as JP actually uses his phone, unlike Grandpa who never turns his on, to call me when they are coming in so I can get the pizza ordered.                                                                                                          

REALLY POINDEXTER? Though sounding sane and reasonable, JD Vance still could not tell the truth. He's just smoother at it. The biggest lie of course is January 6 was a "peaceful demonstration". But the most troubling was his inability to admit Rumpie lost, and he would do what Pence would not-throw out legally obtained and certified votes by "we the people".  Vote blue-don't care what you do down the ballot but the ex-prez has to be in our rearview mirror.

Worse still, though it seems hard to imagine it can get worse, is the horrible lie that the Biden administration is not helping the hurricane victims and the maga groupies are spreading it. FEMA is a dedicated/restricted fund. It cannot be used for other purposes, although Rumple did divert some of its sister funding for immigration suppression. Back in the day when he had the power, he refused to help those States he considered "blue" and not sufficiently loyal to his royal arse. This is more than an us vs. them issue. These are people's lives they are screwing with. Just ask the Governors and Congress people from the hurricane-devastated states. Even they say the Maggot leader is lying, probably because they are concerned we might snub them for being red states because isn't what they would do?? Sad. We are all Americans in need of help.  

RESEARCH As ex-pres Carter celebrates his 100th birthday one realizes he has been in hospice for almost two years. I find this interesting as it strikes close to home for me. In July 2015 after a serious bout with melanoma and the cancer spreading to his liver, small spots were found in Carter's brain. Fortunately, cancer research had progressed to where immune therapy was a viable option. In simple terms, it activates a person's immune system by harvesting T-cells, infusing them with specific antigens and infusing them back in the patient. Creating your own personal super-cells to fight your specific form of cancer. 

What a marvelous breakthrough considering all the time and money put into cancer research rather than supporting grants to determine whether clouds are male or female or why toads prefer a full moon to procreate (obviously being sarcastic). However, if you listen to Margorie Taylor Green (MATGR) apparently, the dems could control the weather if they wanted to and hurricanes would not be so destructive. I can only picture the blues, riding a donkey of course, lassoing errant storm clouds and sending them into space where they can meet up with those laser throwing Jewish meteorologists to neutralize the forest fires they cause. Whew. No doubt MATGR has personal intelligence as she Hoovers her way into the sky on her million-dollar broom limo. Which totally explains why the speaker of the house will not bring a FEMA funding request to Congress (who are adjourned to campaign) meant to help our citizens out of their current tragic circumstances, which they obviously caused themselves. Huh? Like one wag said "even cows know better than to elect the dumbest cow as the leader". 

Why President Carter's case is personal is because my father who died in February 2014 had melanoma and later developed small spots in his brain.  When he passed, we were literally told he died of old age. At almost 90, he was an active vital person who "died of old age". They never used the C word, but it makes you wonder. Was the therapy too new? Or didn't he have the right insurance or name? But perhaps we had another option. 

TRAVELING There has been much back and forthing due to laying up Madam Pontoon and taking Joe fishing, so lots of road time. Must be the season, but there are a lot of dead animals scattered across the highways and byways. Squirrels of course-little squish; right up to monster racoon and groundhog types. Always alone. I ponder the spouse, children, friends left behind. At what point do they notice the food gathering has taken a multiple percentage drop? The giant deer smears I attribute to the semis hauling food and supplies then inadvertently nailing those out for a dinner, ironically, or a little hanky panky.  

"I'm at the age where I appreciate a good handrail"...Peace out  💚  💙💛

AND SO IT GOES (September 30)

"I've never owned a vineyard, but I am sure I have drunk one". 

SIPPING Fall where the spirit turns to crisp air, blue skies, colorful trees, apple cider and traversing the trails in Traverse City for wine, wine, wine!  I think they are up to 120 vineyards at this point which makes my job more difficult determining who to visit. Easiest part is picking the first stop as I merely look for who is open first, duhh. I enjoy the lectures as much as the sipping-which become even more interesting by about the 4th stop. 

They all say it depends upon the ground in which the wines are planted thus encouraging the grapes produced to pick which varietal character they will aspire to become. Which begs the question. What varietal is nurtured by the vineyard next to the cemetery (true fact). At any rate I suppose the "body" of the wine should be robust.  Considering the long history of agricultural activities in the area that were precursor to the vineyard craze the amount of chemical-enhanced earth provides a fascinating range of possibilities. Alcohol kills anything right? Consequently, I would recommend wines that have a higher alcohol content. It's just science.

We haven't planned a trip to the TC area the last couple of years, and my "wine cellar" is showing some bald spots. That is the same "cellar" that I gaze into as I am interviewing for my podcast. I will be somewhat winging my podcast recording tomorrow as the lady was extremely busy and we did not rehearse. I'm just hoping she is able to attend the recording session. UPDATE:  She was spot on time and we had a lovely conversation. So often these sessions trigger memories (some good some bad) from my many years in the field, so I always surprise myself with what I dredge up from the past. 

POLITICking Points one and two on the trumpdillyicious signs. Immigration has been a pseudo unsolvable issue for years and years regardless of who is sitting in the Executive branch. The better to bash the opponent my dear. Complicated yes, but there are some solutions which do not involve a billion-dollar wall. Like more judges, more security, more understanding. Immigrants often take the jobs that Americans do not want and are happy to do so. However this "dog-whistle" approach of blaming and criminalizing a group of people is textbook "stir up the hatred and mobs" syndrome used by fascist and dictatorial leaders the world over. Lest we forget, when there was actually a possible bandage for the issue last year, guess who kiboshed it? 

We don't want to think about it, but many benefits including rent moratoriums for all Americans were given to help out during the country's shut-down. When the emergency ended, folks lost the "extras" and have to reapply, but it is easier to blame "those foreigners". The Pres has little control over what Congress decides to keep or eliminate and the "r's" tend to take away people programs.  Some of which they should (it's not a free-for-all) but to constantly keep people in need hanging, so to speak, is cruel. 

Second, affordable housing is absolutely a problem for those seeking reasonably priced homes and rentals. One factor was the huge demand and low interest rates after the pandemic that drove prices to obscene amounts shutting out young families. After the rent moratorium was lifted, landlords raised their prices to make up ground. Ever notice how hotels, entertainment venues, etc. have doubled or tripled their prices? Everybody's trying to recoup. But another more insidious issue is so many houses and rental properties are being snapped up by speculators with money. In other words, no skin in the game. Get as much out of it as you can as quick as you can. Wages going up 20% can't compete when prices go up 40% through no fault of the consumer.

REMEMBERING As I am a day late, my sister reminded me it has been 17 years today since my mother passed so I am assuming she has things organized up there by now. As we held her celebration of life on October 4, 2007, I was able to say in my eulogy "10-4 Shirley, we'll see you again".  Though to be drippingly sentimental I have been seeing a lot of white butterflies around even at this late date. We have always associated butterflies with my mother so, yep, I'm getting the message. 

Celebrated a friend's 50th anniversary yesterday and damn are we all old! As we held court at the table with college friends, I had to look twice to recognize our old gang. Still sound the same, thank goodness, and the stories and humor are the same, though we drink less and end earlier than I remember. As young marrieds, being proverbially church mouse poor in an upstairs apartment never stopped the 20-30 person all day/all night parties in the yard on the weekends. Everybody brought food and booze so it worked out. Now it's Beef Wellington, crab cakes and hummus dip for hors d oeuvres. Better wine and liquor too. But nobody ever cleans out the veggie plates. We haven't changed that much, but we do compare medical horror stories and scars that we didn't have 50 years ago LOL. 

"Aging seems to be the only available way to live a long life" So with that...Peace out  💚  💙💛

                                                            

 

EVERYBODY'S CRAZY (September 23)

BIRD DROPPINGS The bird population who partake of the goodies offered for free are getting a mite picky. Like the hapless grasshopper-winter's coming boys and girls and the natural feed of flowers, berries and small bugs will not be so plentiful in a month or so. Then you'll be peering in human windows practicing your pathetic look hoping for any crumby handout. Feathers fluffed up like the avian version of a puffer coat sporting bright eyes glistening with unshed tears. 

Visiting finches the last couple of months has prompted a little summer feeding. The feeding was massively successful with feeder refills every two days. We tried a new brand advertised as Cherry Blossom and beloved by every frickn' bird you can think of.  Well at least that's what the packaging claimed. After originally turning up their birdie noses, they started to lower their standards and try some.  Still slow at the feeder until.....overnight the feeder was drained! Possibly I just missed the previous dinner hour feeder frenzy. But then all day no action until the NIGHT! Something drained it again.  Ok, I do not want to see or know what is managing to get into the tiny little feeder holes. I know the squirrels have tried in vain to scale the slippery shepherds crook, so I'm thinking giant racoon, groundhog or a very creative deer child. I'm done.

Put the leftover in the backyard bird feeder and again action has been slow. Perhaps there are some predator birds (think raptors) hanging out stifling the little birds' appetites and triggering protective instincts. If something drains that feeder which is at least six or seven feet high, I am looking to put a for sale sign out as I'm not sure we can keep whatever it is fed. Wonder if Horrocks will give me my money back as I don't want to encourage whatever is alienating the birds.

TEACHING MOMENT I love research. I should have been a lawyer. Oh wait, I have educated several attorneys in work comp, unemployment law and personnel rules. Not to mention reading up and gathering stats before each podcast interview so I don't sound like a total dufus. At any rate, trumpies are starting to post "reasons" why they are supporting a failed businessperson; sex offender and convicted felon, who for fun lies about everything to "own the libs". When you start justifying your support by providing literal backup to your billboard, you're really not sure now are you. You can put lipstick on a pig, but....

Just looking at one of the claims-energy independence. Would it shock all and sundry that the US is the number one producer (in the world) of crude oil? Not only that, but it is a higher grade being lighter and sweeter than that desert slop. We produce roughly 18 million barrels a day and use about 18 mill a day but still import about 8 mill a day hmmm. But we actually sell our crude to... wait for it, Mexico, Canada, China, Netherlands and South Korea. Even Russia got some before we decided the optics were bad with the Ukraine stuff, etc. 

 Apparently, our refineries are geared to process the heavier dirtier crude rather than our own sweet stuff. So where are all those oil company subsidies going one might ask? Well, I would conjecture it is not to redesign our refineries or gasp, build new ones. Why? So the politicians on both sides can use it as a smashing point on the other side. Drill Baby Drill is not the problem in my humble opinion. Meanwhile the Orange Foolius is assuring the oil folks (caught on video) he will help them profit even more. Now don't we feel silly? 

The Oil info was obtained with a small amount of research available to all. The conjectures are my own obviously. Again, when you put your case out there and the actual facts are easily disputable someone's getting nervous. I provided evidence to a "follower", again easily researched, who wanted proof that JD said what he said. Her response...."well democrats lie too".  Progress I guess when they admit the lie. Right up there with "oh yeah, well so and so did it" direct from the school yard. 😕

EVER WONDER... When I drop something why does it always end up in the worst possible spot for retrieval? Dropped one of my dryer balls and of course it rolled under a 3-shelf stand against the wall that make it impossible to grab unless I move the entire shelving unit, which isn't going to happen as it is of course loaded. Or People who own fitbits, smartwatches, etc. only swing one arm when they walk. Or How one always ends up behind a person going below the speed limit when running late? Or Why people don't have cart rage when they both approach the open checkout lane at the same time. Or Why no one knows how to utilize a turn-about in this country??? Almost got creamed as I am in the circle, just passed the first road on my right and approaching the second road and a dude pulls out right in front of me. He then looks at me like I was wrong, or I am invisible much like the Doritos covered mice. 

Apparently when you rub Doritos goo on mice their skin becomes translucent, and you can see tiny little muscles and blood vessels-cool.  As one comedian put it "folks were in a lab scarfing down Doritos and rubbed their hands (to clean them I assume) on the white mice. When the chemical reaction occurred, they looked at one another and said "Uh, we just did some science-really intended that" LOL. 

I have visual proof that chipmunks (lousy hole digging varmints) have no fear. Found one perched on the head of the crocodile on the front porch. That's one gutsy little guy. Peace out...💚  💙💛

                                               

DEBATE THIS (September 16)

I can't believe I have reached this venerable age and still "do not know who let the dogs out" "where's the beef" "how to get to Sesame Street" and "what the hell is Victoria's Secret"

WHA UH? Can we ignore the elephant (how fitting) in the room when talking about the litter box dumpster fire last Tuesday's debate was? Are you watching dictators and strong men? Just needle him about his "sizes" and see how high he flies. Or just offer him a sash, crown and a compensated crowd and he'll give you the keys to the White House.

 I understand cats and dogs are mounting caravans and buying ARs for self-defense in the Buckeye state as Mr. JD extends his rumors to Dayton, another Ohio city. Not to mention a nice town in Colorado is smeared as well with another lie. Meanwhile the mayors are frantically trying to dispel rumors while juggling their undying support for the chucklehead in chief.  And we were all aghast when Joe Bi showed his age at the last debate. So of course, there was immediate concern by prominent repubs as the full range of derangement was displayed and perhaps the candidate was too old and frail, and frankly, too out of touch with reality to continue this stressful campaign. Not.

 It would be entertaining if it was not so freakin' serious. Legal, working immigrants are being threatened, bomb threats are closing schools, animals are arming themselves as supporters of he who would be king unleash their fake yet anonymous ire. 

Also, since so many still don't get it - economics. I wish the Dems would quit making memes and counterattack to explain how the jobless rate went from 14 to 4% and the stock market rose from 26 to 41 in the last four years all without falling into a full-blown recession.  The infrastructure bill is creating jobs with projects from dams to roads to utilities. (A bill that not one repub voted for but that didn't stop them from touting its benefits in their campaigns as a fait accompli). Gas is coming down and so are interest rates having accomplished their goal of lowering inflation. 

CHANGE OF TOPIC Another round of Docs this past week. Apparently, I am cleared to do whatever I want. However, I gave up on golf, bowling and horseback riding long ago in favor of wine drinking which has the advantage of only requiring a modicum of arm strength to participate. However...

Urgent care visit for an earache was diagnosed as cellulitis, cue the antibiotics. However, upon seeing my own Dr, he immediately said "nope, it's shingles".  Son of a bi#%**. So much for the vaccination but hopefully a mild case. This may be a blessing in disguise as the antibiotic I received blithely ignored my sensitivity to penicillin leading to some spectacular hives popping up, while in the dentist's chair during an appointment. Very embarrassing. Received a steroid shot in a fun body part and horse pills for the rooftop (shingles) problem. Sigh. I'm definitely using my medical deductible this year.                         

What is a cat's favorite sport? HairBall..maybe the Lions would have had better luck, sigh 😖  💙

  

                                                        

BEING LESS OF A DOUCHE (September 9)

Stop me if you've heard this before....KSB...no don't.

"If you carve a pumpkin in September, it's called premature ejackolantern"

ALL HALLOWS They've been advertising Halloween paraphernalia since the end of August, which probably explains why I can't find what I want in October-mainly Butter Shots. I like to treat the parents, along with the kids. Of course, who knows who or what one wants to be months in advance or years for that matter. We change so often. Today a Princess, tomorrow a troll. Pirate or tax collector. Teacher or bureaucrat. Tramp or 👄tramp. Republican or Democrat (thank you Dick Cheney) who pointed out the emperor's lack of clothes or empathy or morals. January 6 should have rattled all those red ties. Sad that all those Biden masks had to be trashed, but hopefully the Harris and Trump ones are  in stock. Not to mention the athletic shoes, adulterated bibles, perfume and whatever else as the ex-pres capitalizes on in his short stint as commander in chief. Nobody monetizes their name better then he-but banking off the Presidency of the US? The bar is not just low, it's underground. 

THEN In continuing horrors. Another school shooting, another fake thoughts and prayers reaction. Maybe holding the parents accountable is a way around the R's endless lament about second amendment rights. And just for comparison purposes, New York has the toughest gun laws and averages 5-gun deaths for 100,000. While the peach state with virtually no laws averages 30-gun deaths per 100,00 or twice the national average. I'm surprised the Pledge of Allegiance hasn't changed "liberty and justice to all" to "guaranteeing assault rifles to all" in the closing. Might as well remove "under God" as he/she/it has nothing to do with the fascination with fire power. 

In commuter news, one AAA study indicates that higher educated people have less motor accidents. Before you college geeks start crowing, they attribute it to their ability to work higher level remote jobs that require a more cerebral than physical presence. Thus, not on the road adding to the mayhem wrecked by frustrated DWG (driving with guns) day workers. I heard a couple of those stories this week as well.  

POLITICS AS USUAL One has to love trump's plan to put Elon Musk in charge of a Commission to investigate government inefficiencies and waste. Yep, the guy who keeps manufacturing defective stuff and can't keep his cars and satellites working properly (I hear Twitter also lost him several billion). Right up there with replacing legit government workers with political appointees.  Having been employed in the public sector for many years I can attest to the constant influx of clueless political appointees, based on who's in charge, which led to quite a bit of government waste and inefficiency. A minor example was in the 15 years I worked at the State, we must have changed the department name/bosses/divisions several times leading to several times of "refocusing" our priorities and trashing the old ones. Not to mention the expense of changing all that stationary lol. 

Before the State, local government provided an education as well. Like one does not call the top dude by his first name or mention an upcoming election is in the bag. Bad juju all around. However, being face-to-face with the challenges (taxpayers) led to a little better understanding and less grandstanding. Seeing people working on problems because 1) they cared; and 2) they weren't major douches, perhaps gave me an unrealistic view that government can work with the right people being held accountable. Yes, I obtained my soapbox legitimately from 40 years of hammering about "doing the right thing" for safety. 

??? MSU wins. U of M loses. If Detroit wins that would be the perfect trifecta. Like this whole year can be illustrated in the immortal words of Tim Walz "it's just weird". UPDATE: Detroit did win!

 And finally continuing our theme:  "What do you call someone who imitates your fall centerpiece?  A cornucopier." It just sounds dirty... Peace out.....💚  💙💛