Super sunny today, with fluffy clouds and the trees have started to turn in earnest. I’m chilly because it’s chilly and if there was a whole summer I never noticed it at all.
I’m antsy for not particular reason today, or maybe all the reasons today, it’s impossible to know. Things are weird, that’s just a fact.
I’m thinking about how stupid global conflict is, how some people manage to grab power and then force entire nations to act out their pantomime over issues they care nothing about for things that have nothing to do with them. And here we are, just people trying to live our lives, people who enjoy windows into the lives of people around the world, who couldn’t care less about the ego-driven thirst for power of evil men.
And it is men. It’s always men.
There was this brilliant comedy sketch from The Baroness von Sketch Show. And you know what? It sums it up best. So here it is, enjoy, and have a great Tuesday.
Things, which are already very bad, are going to get worse. Much much worse, all thanks to the Republicans who promised us healthcare and yet are poised to end it in the middle of a preventable pandemic which, incidentally, also caused the largest economic downturn since the Great Depression. Oh goody.
But here’s the thought that’s keeping me upright right now. The pain we feel, they will also feel. There will be no escape from exclusions from health insurance. They don’t have some special plan that just takes it away from us.
Yes, I will enjoy seeing every single one of those Republican voters shocked that they have to declare bankruptcy because of their medical bills. It used to be the biggest cause of bankruptcy prior to the ACA, which this newly kangarooed Supreme Court is going to overturn.
I will enjoy them suddenly surprised that their medication, which they already thought was expensive, is now completely not affordable.
I will enjoy each and every twist and turn of their misery under this regime they embraced, joyously embraced, idiotically embraced.
Bitter laughter is what we’ve got.
I never promised you I was a nice person. Have a good Tuesday, grab your sword and fight like hell.
Not even 10 am yet and my head is reeling from the onslaught of news. We’ve had enough for several weeks and yet it keeps coming, huge story after huge story.
It’s a lot.
Outside it might be sunny, it might be gray, it’s really difficult to tell. It’s quiet, though, whatever it is, and I’m trying to get my mind in the day, and not off floating somewhere that used to be and now is not.
We are where we are. How everyone couldn’t see this is where it would go is beyond me, but there are people surprised every day, like it’s the first day, like it hasn’t happened a hundred times before.
Anyway, I’m going to try to get myself focused. Have a great Tuesday.
Is Tuesday too early in the week for “ugh?” Is ugh something you can have right out of the gate and just keep going?
The mysteries of ugh.
I’m at the pointless stage of this exercise called existence, everything feels futile, and that’s probably by design. If everything was futile, then they probably wouldn’t work so hard to convince us that it is.
It’s a seriously gray day today, clouds heavy, the sky dark, but no sign of rain, not yet. It’s September suddenly, and the trees and grass know it, the bright greens are no longer so bright.
I get how they feel.
I’ve had coffee, and I’ve had sugar, a cinnamon roll from this weekend, they do very well in the freezer. And yet, my morning grog persists. Last night I awoke, unable to fall back asleep for a while, until suddenly I was very much asleep and very much dreaming and my alarm was going off.
Vastly unfair, don’t you think?
Anyway, I’m going to ugh my way through this gloomy day. Have a great Tuesday, I hope it’s ugh free.
It stormed early in the morning, lightning, rain clattering against the window, and it’s still gray now, at least down around the horizon, with a band of bright clouds above.
Pretty, and quiet.
What a strange year it’s been, nothing quite real, science fiction movies come to life, but with far worse writing. Worst of all, we are constantly being told not to believe reality, but to believe what we are told about reality.
It has to end. It has to.
Yesterday, I was completely on edge, my heart racing for no particular reason, but today I feel calmer. Maybe it was my workout, it was a doozy, and one of my favorite trainers from the past, alas she is no longer with Daily Burn.
Anyway, there are Tuesday things to do this Tuesday, so I might as well get t them. Have a great day.
Yesterday, we had a “derecho,” a kind of storm with extremely high winds I’d never heard of before. And the winds were, indeed, high, my building shaking like an earthquake, and the pictures on twitter were so sad, downed huge, old trees everywhere.
Apparently it pulled roof tiles right off of some town houses, it was so strong.
And today it’s sunny and blue and like it never even happened, like there never was a wind that vicious. Nature is changeable.
Today I’m drinking my coffee as I write, my list of things to do shifting and changing with each moment forward. I am not ready for it to be mid-August, and yet we’re getting there, in these ridiculous days that feel like weeks.
And that is it for me on this Tuesday, onward I go. Have a great day.
Today I watched the entire Barr hearing, and by entire, I mean I muted the Republicans because honestly listening to them is a waste of time and you can never get those minutes back.
And I had a meeting, which makes me extra late for the blog. Sorry. I hope you weren’t waiting for me.
Today it has been sunny and gray and sunny and gray and I watched some of our Representatives with awe and I watch some with horror and revulsion. It makes you wonder at how we are where we are, and yet here we are.
And those are the extent of my thoughts, my brain a pile of hearing-made mush, watching an attorney general unrepentantly shred the Constitution is pretty much my limit for any given day.