Nobody is Promised Tomorrow. . .
Love the 41 bus. The drivers are nice and the passengers are usually happy.
I can not believe he is gone. Anthony Scaramucci. My favorite – so far – member of the Orange Lord’s retinue. Dead and buried 16 days before he officially started his job. Maybe the shortest tenure ever. Minus 16 days.
And now an oldie from my vault:
A Shakespearean Insult Generator, Check it out — thou tongueless dismal-dreaming clack-dish! Seems like a good way to remember The Mooch.
Went out for a little today to shoot bees in flight. It is basically a matter of luck and I wasn’t having much. But, it was a lovely day.
A lovely day that I spent trying to get my new personal finance software “working”. Since I moved over to the land of Mac in 2009 – I have been fighting with Mac finance software. It basically sucks and at least once a year gets something mixed up that is impossible to fix. Last week it went cuckoo and got itself and me lock out of one of my accounts.
That was it. Out it went. And in come Quicken for Mac – which isn’t so hot shit either. Of course, I started out by having it import all of 4,000+ transactions from the old messed up software. Needless to say – Quicken started out messed up.
But, this is a first class problem. I just want to get this all sorted out while I still have the brain power to do it.
The sun was setting on the other side of the building – nicely lighting up some of the “important” views out the Old Bat windows.
I don’t think that the construction crane is going to build anything that will obstruct any of “my” views.
And, now I am tired. Like Lincoln – the only president greater than the Orange Lord (according to the Orange Lord) – like Lincoln asked of McClellan “Will you pardon me for asking what the horses of your army have done since the battle of Antietam that fatigue anything?”
I can only ask: “What have I done since yesterday that would fatigue anything?”
The promised rains arrived. And it shows no signs of abating.
Note to concerned citizens of the US: Congress and the White House is in total disarray. The phrase “circular firing squad” comes to mind.
Note of our enemies, foreign and domestic: This would be a great time for an attack. But wait, you don’t have to attack… we’ll dismember the country for you.
We got a new executive chef this last week. This week Jello disappeared from the salad bar. Bet it is back by this time next week.
I think it is a European Paper Wasp. I am never 100% sure about yellow stripe wasps.
Took the day off work today to attend to Asylum business. Worked on processing some images for the videos. I still haven’t seen the video on the final display machine(s). It looks fine on my phone, iPad and computer. Not so sure about how it will look on the big HD screen.
“They” are predicting epic rain starting tomorrow “afternoon”. I plan to be safely back in the Old Bat Cave by 12:30.
Little wrinkle appeared in the Little Old Ladies Eclipse Trip. The tri-state area (VA, KY, TN) is all stuffed when we will be trying to spend the night. Not stuffed with eclipse chasers – but with NASCAR fans. Who knew? It is a little scary. The NRA 500. Now, I believe that NASCAR is just an excuse to drink beer out doors. Add the 2nd Amendment crowd to that – and that spells trouble. Stay tuned.
Oh, I got on the elevator after dinner and a 3 star gets on. Damn he was young.Wearing BDUs. Doubt that they would let him in the “formal” dining room – unless they noticed his stars. He was visiting his father-in-law
Another pretty near perfect summer day.
Except for the Orange Lord. My resolve to just ignore the bastard failed today. His sliminess oozed out of the mental toxic waste container that I was using to contain him.
Today, I doubt that the country will survive.
But on to something cheerful. APHIDS.
They look like little Pokémon characters.
It was a very fine day. Cool (for summer). Low humidity (for DC). Just about as good as it gets.
As for me: work, yoga, lunch at hospital, home, rest, meeting at Asylum, dinner with friends, talkstory with friends on the Asylum patio. Now, time to kick back and get ready to do it again tomorrow.
Last night I started listening to Edward Abbey’s Desert Solitaire. I have read it. Required reading at all but the cannonball National Parks. It lives in my Kindle. But, I have never listened to it. It is like sitting on the porch of an NPS dwelling with a six pack – and Ed is telling his story.
An ice cream truck is visiting the complex across the street and started out with “You are my sunshine…” Which is sweet because my 90 something across the hall neighbor, Sunshine, died last night. She had been in failing health ever since I moved in – she has lived here a very long time and was much loved by the old timers – staff and resident alike. She was always nice to me and for some reason put a card I sent her from Hawai’i on her door.
Rainbow today. And, a fine insect as well.
This is a pretty good size wasp. Wing span of 15mm or so. And, they sting. Even the males. Males don’t have any venom – but they still have an impressive stinger which will get your attention.
Work. Nap. Bug hunt. Tweak the new computer. Thats about it for the day. Final trick was getting a stupid little “timer app” moved over to the new machine. I have used it for 10 years. I just like it. Of course it is no longer supported or available from any site that I would trust. It might be available from a non-US App Store. I considered firing up my VPN and running my internet through somewhere in Europe – and try to download the little thing. But, that didn’t seem too wise. So, I just copied it from Airness 2 to Forbin via Dropbox. Now I have my stupid little timer – and Forbin is just how I want it to be. Yes, Laurent – it is fussy, but I am all happy with it now. I just “had” to have that little timer. I tried to leave it behind – but it was an oldie but goodie.
I am currently operating in the if you can not say anything nice don’t say anything at all mode where the Orange Lord is concerned. The horror is too great. Focus on that rainbow!
I wasn’t a cat today. I only took one nap. But, I didn’t actually accomplish anything either. Maybe, I was a dog today.
I did do a little culling. I got rid of a ziplock bag stuffed full of miscellaneous computer cables, connectors and adaptors. Truth is, if I needed one – I wouldn’t remember that I had one and I would buy another one. So, I passed them on to the resident who helps other residents with “computer problems”.
Weather continues hot, humid, stormy. In other words, normal summer.
Yes, I was a cat today. Napping, eating, looking out the window. And, not much else.
At dinner tonight, a friend suggested that maybe it is time to go through the stuff that we brought with us to The Asylum and consider getting rid of things we have not used. Another friend said that our in-house thrift shop is taking donations this week. Maybe tomorrow I’ll do a little culling.
I was showing a new couple the Old Bat Cave this morning. It seemed a little small to them. But, I have a media/library area, an office, an origami space, a living room, yoga studio, dining room, bedroom. Not to mention a kitchen, bath, and dressing room. A mansion! 500 square feet of everything I need. And, I have plenty of space for my giraffe, Gingerbread. And Alexa, of course.
Faithful readers may remember Gingerbread. I figured I could blow the mental part of the entrance exam if I had an imaginary giraffe friend.
The Orange Lord says he has the “complete power” to pardon people, amid reports he is considering presidential pardons for family members, aides and even himself. Isn’t this a little like Napoleon who I believe crowned himself Emperor thereby refusing to acknowledge the authority of the Pope?
Making sure that Forbin could read the Airness 2’s Time Machine drive – I scooped this nice frosty image from Jan 3, 2014 off the drive and over to Forbin, the new MacBook Pro. That Time Machine drive has been labeled and stashed away in a ziplock bag. Knowing me, somewhere there is a Time Machine drive for the original Airness from 2012. Resolved to do something about my digital clutter. Soon. Honest.
Forbin? Yes, I decided to call the computer Forbin. Colossus by DF Jones(1966) was one of my favorite old school computer scifi stories. In 1970, it became a movie Colossus:The Forbin Project. Colossus being the computer and Dr Forbin being the creator.
Just hot today. Nothing but hot. Nothing accomplished. But, nothing damaged either. So, it was an OK day.
I did go outside. To work. Back home. To water garden box and finally to eat dinner. It made it to 98° today.
I continue to be happy with my MacBook Pro’s setup. I am glad that I took the time to do a complete from scratch installation. I made all the tweaks that I consider “essential” for a proper machine. I just have to give it a name. Every computer that I have ever used regularly had a name. My first computer was called Fluffy. (Fluffy was a film about a lion of the same name.) The last two were Airness and Airness 2. Maybe I should close the circle and call this one Fluffy.
It’s a damn shame about Senator McCain. I don’t agree with him on a single thing. But, I do count on him to be a voice of rationality in the Republican Party.