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NOT A Post About Cats & Pigeons

The pigeons sit up on the roof where there is no food, looking down at the ground where there IS food, scared to go down due to the feral cat cleaning itself on the back porch.

Pigeons are a not the intellectual giants of the animal kingdom. If they were, they could realize that there are dozens and dozens of them, and only one cat. There’s probably a way for a whole flock to descend on the cat, pick it up, drop it over the back wall into the empty lot there, and let the coyotes deal with him.

Then they could have a much more free, better fed, richer life, free from the threat of the evil, but ultimately outnumbered, cat.

As the title says, this is not about cats and it’s not about pigeons.

There are elections next Tuesday and most, if not all, locations have some form of early voting. Get off your ass and VOTE!

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Tasks To Check Off The List

It was one of those mornings when it felt like I was jogging in quicksand and not getting anywhere or getting anything done, so at lunch we dashed out to take care of some tasks that were nagging loose ends.

We had filled out our ballots a couple of nights ago. One simple rule made the choice on about 2/3 of the choices – “Never, EVER vote for a Republican candidate again. No exceptions. From President to assistant dog catcher trainee. ***EVER***” For most of the rest we had Propositions, with the advertising being heavily funded by billionaires, well over $1M per day. We voted against the billionaires under the assumption that they were subhuman sacks of shit who were a waste of perfectly good oxygen.

Today we ran by City Hall where the local vote collecting box is located. Dropped in our ballots and we’re done!

If only our “smart” television was smart enough to know that we have voted and could stop showing us bullshit election ads. Especially the ones for Ohio and Texas and other states.

Then it was off to the local Kaiser MOB (Medical Office Building) where they have the daily flu and COVID shot walk-in clinic.

One of each, por favor, with the olde phart extra juicy doses where possible! Nine hours later, zero side effects, easy peasy!

The nurse who was running the clinic and double checking our online records pointed out that this was our twelfth COVID shot, presumably the original two shots and then ten boosters over the next six and a half years. We’re apparently doing a truly shitty job of being anti-vaxxers, and I couldn’t be happier with that decision. I would also note that, to the best of our knowledge, neither of us has ever had a bout of COVID, at all, so it looks like we made the right decision. That shit can kill you!

Tonight we’re just riding out the stormy weather that’s rolled in. It’s been raining fairly steadily since about 18:00, with occasional downpours and gully washers for ten minutes or so. Our drainage seems to be holding up well so far. It looks like my simple, common sense prep paid off!

Stay dry, stay healthy, all y’all!

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Fighting The Hydra

Cut off one head (i.e., hit one deadline, finish one task) and there are two more being regrown (finishing the anology is left as an exercise for the student).

So take a minute or two to look at the clouds, say hello to the neighbors, walk down to the community mailbox at the corner (still weird to me that we don’t have an individual mailbox at the end of the driveway), get buzzed by the hummingbirds.

With advancing years I find that I truly do not have any fucks to give about certain things – strangers’ opinions of me, for example – but I find it annoying that there are so many things I do still give a fuck about. Doing a good job even though my career is winding down and nearing its end, worrying about the evil that’s taking over out country, wondering if the Angels are ever again going to have a winning season, waiting for the Chiefs’ bounceback season this year and Season Four of “Ted Lasso.”

I’m juggling as fast as I can. And trying to find time every day to see if there are any pretty clouds overhead. (There were.)

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250th USA Birthday Baseball Day One

This July 4th weekend is the USA’s 250th birthday, an event which should be the biggest party on the planet, but which, instead, for many folks, including myself, is tainted, spoiled, corrupted, and turned toxic due in part to a singular evil, traitorous, disgusting, fascist chucklefuck.

Nonetheless, certain aspects of the holiday remain relatively unsullied by his nauseating touch. One would be baseball, the All-American game, and another would be fireworks displays (although he’s trying to corrupt the Washington D.C. displays, but I’m 2,664 miles away).

With my beloved Angels (16 games below .500 but with moxie!) at home all weekend and having post-game fireworks all three day, it seemed like a good excuse to head down the hill and catch a handful of games.

As expected, I enjoyed being at the park. It would have been better if we could have won (now 17 games under .500) but I had ice cream and hot dogs and a soda and got to hang out with family, so that’s a win!

And there were fireworks!

Two more days of baseball and fireworks to go! And maybe a couple of movies during the days. What should we see?

If you’re in the US, enjoy your Fourth of July tomorrow and stay cool, stay safe!! If you’re not in the US, enjoy your Saturday tomorrow and stay safe and stay cool!

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Proof Of Life – June 21st

I’m enjoying the World Cup matches, but I feel my brain melting and brain cells dying from the collection of truly STUPID ads. Gambling apps, which are simply evil incarnate. Royal Match & Candy Crush & all of their endless copycats, which are lower than whale shit in terms of redeeming value. Lotions and potions to cure non-existant conditions and make us miraculously all more beautiful, less wrinkled, in better shape, and with better hair. Lawyer ads that make all of the other ads look like film classics from Scorsese or Spielberg. And the worst of all, Scientology ads.

Normally I won’t watch shows that attract those kinds of ads – I figure if the advertisers are targeting that demographic, and I desperately want to avoid being part of that demographic, I’ll just move along and watch something else. I’m a little bit baffled to see the soccer games being targeted by these ads, but figuring the whys and wherefores of that one is above my pay grade.

It does help a lot to watch the Spanish networks. I know enough Spanish to pick up about one word in twenty, and they talk REALLY fast, but I can follow the game from the level of screaming and in the end that’s all that really counts. They may be having some ads for really stupid stuff (telanovas?) but I can just ignore them and let ignorance be bliss.

Which, in the bigger picture, is not a bad strategy. With everything going on in politics and the psychotic lunatics running our country into the ground, ignorance has a lot of appeal.

Hell is not being able to turn away and accept that ignorance, while also not being able to change anything or fix any of the problems.

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WARNING – Politics – Bad Words

Tomorrow’s the primary here in California. (A lot of other states also, and if it’s not tomorrow it might be soon in your state. Same rules apply.) And yes, we have already voted. We dropped our ballots off in a secure ballot box and got confirmation by email and text that they were received and counted.

Here are my simple rules for voting.

Rule #1: Never, EVER, EVER vote for a fucking Republican. ANY Republican. Not for President. Not for Federal office. Not for state office. Not for local office. Not for junior assistant apprentice dog catcher. Or anywhere on the spectrum in between. NEVER! Every Republican until the heat death of the Universe can FUCK OFF! It doesn’t matter if God Herself appears before you in a towering pillar of flame and says She’ll kill your puppy if you don’t vote for the Republican. DON’T DO IT!!!

Rule #2: Never, EVER, EVER vote for a fucking billionaire. Doesn’t matter if they’ve got really good sounding ads and sound bites and they started playing them a year ago. Billionaires are EVIL. Especially the ones who are power mad and want to get into politics because it sounds cool! Pro tip – if you’re a billionaire and you really, REALLY just want to help folks and make the world a better place, simply take the hundreds of millions of your personal cash that you want to blow on an ego-stroking campaign and simply start helping folks. If you’re a billionaire and you’re just too fucking stupid to figure out how to do this, contact me – for an extremely reasonable consulting fee I can research various programs and non-profits that will maximize the good that you can do, get you the biggest bang for your buck.

Rule #3: Your candidate doesn’t have to be perfect. “Perfect” is the death of “good,” the “perfect” candidate doesn’t exist and never will. Pick someone who’s better than whoever the current chucklefuck is – that bar is surprisingly low these days. Vote for them. Don’t “protest” vote, that just hands the election to some billionaire Republican. (See Rules #1 and #2 above.)

Rule #4: Read Rules #1 and #2 as many times as necessary.

Rule #5: ALWAYS vote!!! There is no election too trivial to not bother. “Oh, it’s just the school board…” Have you seen what these white supremacist Christo-fascists are doing on school boards, even here in “liberal” California? Banning books, kicking trans kids off of sports teams and out of school, making sure that the Ten Commandments are illegally put in every classroom while school lunches and textbooks are not.

Any disagreements? Let’s assume I’m right, you’re wrong. GET OUT THERE AND VOTE, AND VOTE FOR SANE, COMPASSIONATE, INTELLIGENT CANDIDATES!

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Since You Asked…

WARNING – my sense of humor is being let off the leash today, and it’s likely to offend some, so if you’re bothered by gore in classic horror films, maybe I’ll just see you tomorrow.


Bank of America has a new advertising catch phrase, a question, which I had an immediate response to when I first heard it. Now I have to use their app to securely log in every day for work and I see it over and over again.

What would I like the power to do? Easy!

If Bank of America didn’t want my answer, why do they keep asking? So far, no joy on delivery, but there will be signs, particularly in the metro Washington, DC area.

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And Another Thing!

So, let’s pay the cat tax right up front. This is Oreo, also long departed. She was shy and we knew the end was near when she stopped being world-class aloof and reclusive and actually wanted to start curling up on folks’ laps for naps. When she started plotzing on The Long-Suffering Wife,

Yesterday I expressed frustration about the way our current political and social climate has destroyed my trust in much of mainstream media, and how angry it makes me that I can’t get accurate information any more. Those feelings were poked at again today with the passing of Ted Turner, who may have been a loose cannon in many ways, but he created CNN which, for a news junkie like me, used to be like high-grade heroin to an addict.

My news obsession goes back to at least my junior year of high school (long, long before the Internet, CNN, cell phones, and social media), where we got subscriptions to the New York Times and had a couple of classes where that daily print edition was a key part of sevral related classes. Going to Annapolis as a midshipman didn’t help – if you know what the daily routine is like there for plebes, you’ll understand. We got the Washington Pos and Baltimore Sun every day at about 04:00 and had to fill our heads with facts and trivia for “come around” before breakfast. And thus were obsessive habits (and psychoeses) established and cemented.

When I moved to Los Angeles, or more specifically, Orange County (next county to the south from LA proper, home of UC Irvine where I went to school for four years), I had a subscription to the Orange County Register. When I finally moved to Los Angeles, I switched to the Los Angeles Times for almost 50 years.

I also have had over a dozen magazine subscriptions for decades, but those are more focused in terms of subject matter. I did have subscriptions for years to Time and Newsweek, but dropped them ten years ago when I started getting so much more of my news from the internet. But somewhere along the line I started picking up online newspaper subscriptions. New York Times. Washington Post. LA Times. Kansas City Star. Columbus Dispatch.

So with all of that as background, it is significant that with the takeover of the great mainstream media outlets by oligarchs and international conglomerates, and the way all of those oligarchs and corporate toadies have kowtowed to Trump and MAGA and the right-wing cult, I have walked away from them ALL. I haven’t made a big thing about it, but it’s been years now since I’ve had a subscription to the NY Times, Washington Post, or LA Times. I almost never watch CNN. (Obviously, the fundamental right-wing media outlets like Fox News and NewsMax and OAN have NEVER been watched in this household, and if they’re on in the waiting room at the doctor’s office or in a restaurant I’ll either turn them off or find somewhere else to be. The lowest of the low, the slimiest of the slimy.) When Musk bought Twitter, I stopped cold turkey and moved on to Mastadon, Spoutible, Bluesky, and Threads.

I have looked for other outlets that have stayed true to journalistic principles, and I make a point to subscribe to make sure they have that tiny bit of support that I can offer. The Philadelphia Enquirer is one of my go-to sources. Since moving to Hesperia, the San Bernardino Sun is surprisingly good at delivering even-handed coverage of local news. And I still get the online Springfield Reporter from my old home town in Vermont, although that’s sadly mostly for the obituaries.

I’m always on the prowl for other reliable, honest, reputable news sources to support and utilize. In a comment on yesterday’s post here, Jemima Pett recommended The Guardian. I also like Reuters. Yes, done and done, both.

Giving up 50 years of habits and a comfortable lifestyle and walking away from these old news sources is difficult, but it has to be done. When the NYT is running “serious” articles about putting Trump’s image on Mount Rushmore, they’re no longer any more legitimate than those old National Enquirer newspapers at the grocery store checkout lines, with headlines about ‘BatBoy” and how some woman in Kentucky is now pregnant by aliens.

Sad.

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Proof Of Life – May 05th

I truly hate that we can no longer get accurate, timely news or information. I don’t trust any of the mainstream media to be honest or unbiased, and while social media is more timely and instantaneous, it’s also got an extremely high bullshit level.

The worst part is hos you used to be able to say, “Well, THAT has to be bogus, nothing that insane could really be happening!” These days? Assassination attempt? Yeah, right. Show me a body. We’re bombing an ally or killing hundreds of innocent civilians? I’m not surprised. Trump said WHAT? It won’t make any difference.

So tonight I’m seeing multiple posts on social media from normally reputable sources that are extremely worrisome. If they’re all true, it might be about to get even worse than I thought that it might. But I’m not seeing a lot of cross confirmations from multiple sources. So maybe it’s just the internet. Clickbait. Bullshit.

None of this is helping me get restful sleep in my old age.

Here, have a cat picture. That seems to help for a lot of folks…

This was a really old cat from long, long ago, Joey Chan. We really don’t want a cat now, even though we have the Forever Home. We’re not really cat people, as cute and soft as they might be.

But a dog? It could happen. The Long-Suffereng Wife has her dream breed in mind and we’ve discussed it. It could happen. I’ve been trying to be level-headed and considering in advance some of the down sides and issues we’ll have to deal with, but maybe that’s wrong. Maybe in these times of grief, stress, and bullshit, having a dog to snore on your lap and make your legs go to sleep and get all tingly might be worth it all.

Maybe.

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Proof Of Life – January 07th

Between today’s news, yesterday’s news, the news of the last year, the news of the last ten years, life, the universe, and everything, simply starting to scream is high on my list of things to do. I’m just not sure that I could stop.

I did get a haircut, and I can hear train whistles. I guess things don’t TOTALLY suck.

Tomorrow might be better. That possibility is what gets me up every morning. And prevents a 5150 hold. Well, that and Diet Coke (my caffeine substrate of choice).

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