Three full days without a drop of rain. Huzzah! Today I saw a pale bedraggled brown snake look up at the sky and I thought I heard a hiss of relief. He was sunning himself on one of the bricks I need as a support for a big old air-conditioner I use for bigger parties in the summer. I regretfully moved him out of the way and he resentfully moved on. Such are the small disappointments of life that we all must sustain even brown snakes.
Camera Girl is cooking meatballs, sausage and making a huge red sauce to use on the pasta dish for Saturday. This is big stuff. She’s got about thirty pounds of meat and the hissing of the cooking meat sounds like some industrial process whenever she takes one of the pans out of the oven. Forces are being applied and profound sorcery is at work. I’m giving her some space today since this part of the effort is crucial. I have my plate full anyway. Cleaning and installation of the A/C is something I like to do just right. The unit is too heavy to be supported by the window and I never bought the chain hoist I wanted to get especially for this task. So it’s a manual operation and my back isn’t as young as it once was so preparation and planning are crucial. Luckily I’ve been studying the techniques that riggers use for installing 60,000 to 80,000 pound components. It’s quite an art. But I did notice that having a huge powerful young guy with a back of iron is one of the crucial components of a successful rigging operation. Well I’m a guy so that’s one out of five. And I am motivated so I predict success with only slight damage to life and limb.
I saw this morning that Tyler from Portly Politico was hoping that I had landed a personal interview with Hungarian prime minister Victor Orban. Now I must admit that would be quite a coup for me. But I’ll start smaller. Maybe I can get an interview with Max Morton. He’s a fellow who has contributed a number or articles at American Greatness and I find myself in wide agreement with his opinions. But I haven’t managed to contact him so far. We’ll see.
The Hungarians, Poles and a few of the other Eastern European countries have emerged as the most enlightened places for people interested in resisting the global Left. Wouldn’t it be interesting if the former Soviet Bloc nations end up being the free world. Life is strange that way.
Well, after I finish my chores I’ll look around and see what I want to write about. The sun is shining and I’m feeling mighty optimistic so don’t be surprised if it’s something upbeat. I just finished re-watching the final 2nd season episode of Star Trek, “Assignment: Earth” and will write the review today. That’s the one with a very young Teri Garr. Of course it has its Star Trek goofiness but it at least has a discernable story to tell so it will get a pretty good mark.
More to follow later. Have a great day.
Dude, I think you could land an interview with Max Morton. I’ve found that Telegram has given me access to some pretty big names (I’ve chatted, albeit briefly, with Milo and Lauren Witzke, and talk semi-regularly with Rachel Fulton Brown on there). It’s a lot easier to reach out to folks these days than it used to be.
That’s interesting. How do you join?
Telegram? Or the Mencken Society?
Telegram is super easy–just download the app on your phone or on your computer. It’s super privacy-oriented, etc. All the “cool” right-wingers and dissidents are there, haha.
Thanks, I’ll look into it.
Tyler, how can you find someone on Telegram?
Phone number, or by searching for their name. Search is more robust on the desktop version of the app.
You know I downloaded the program to my laptop but I think I need a mobile phone to use the network which I do not have.
D’oh! Is that for the authentication process? Sorry to hear that, dude.
Also, I both respect and am baffled that you don’t have a mobile phone, haha.
I think it’s a generational thing. I’ve never felt that anyone needed instant access to me.
I REALLY respect that. That is one of the biggest downsides (besides constant data collection and surveillance) to owning a mobile/smart phone: I am always “on-call,” and I loathe the sound of my phone ringing.
It’s funny. My children and my younger friends are almost angry at the thought that I might be out of communication for a few hours while driving somewhere. But I doubt that anyone is missing anything too important if I don’t instantly acknowledge a message. I’m not in charge of NORAD.
In graduate school (when I had my first cell phone), I argued to a buddy of mine that once someone owned a cell phone, he had a societal obligation to answer it. It was the price of convenience.
I don’t really believe that anymore (I probably didn’t at the time: I spent most of graduate school making trivial arguments and saying bombastic things just to make my peers squirm), but I seem to apply it to myself. I’ve become a slave to the machine.
I think our responsibility to answer the phone ended when telemarketers began using industrial strength algorithms.