Today when I went out to look for bugs, I found some. The swamp milkweed beetle was a new one for me.
Today I attended to my hopefully last “widow work” task. I removed Carlton’s name from my checking account. My lawyer told me to keep his name on the account for a year – just in case he got a check – I figure that it has been long enough.
Funny thing was when I finished talking to customer service at the bank – the agent said: “And, thank you for being a customer for 59 years”… OK, that is a long time.
July 20, 1969, at 20:17 UTC the Eagle landed on the Moon. Six hours later – Neil Armstrong stepped on the lunar surface.
And now, 49 years later, the president of my country is a fucking game show host. And, nobody seems to care. Oh, we complain and post stuff online. Heck, we might even vote come Nov 6th. Or not.
It is time to pick a mountain to die on. Easier for me to do than for a younger person. I will be giving up less time if I die on that damn mountain. But you dear children will pay the price for inaction far longer than I will.
I guess you could say the I am pissed. Gives new meaning to “Better dead than red”. To quote an old right-wing slogan from the 1960s.