I read some of Bush II’s 9/11 speech. Boy, he’s really either an idiot or a liar. Or maybe both. That man was given all the support any president ever had and he abused it in a way that was criminal. I gave him every benefit of the doubt and he failed us every single way he could. He should just shut up and disappear. With Biden, Obama, W and the Clintons all at one place at the same time it’s a shame that the Earth didn’t split open and swallow them all up once and for all. What a better world it would be.
Another beautiful early September day. The dragonflies are in a frenzy eating all the mosquitoes and gnats that fill the air and at night the bats take over, flitting around in the air like dive bombers.
Camera Girl’s gardens are essentially done. Too much rain this year stunted the plants and curtailed the amount of produce she got. A very strange year in terms of weather. We closed up the pool last week and now I have to concentrate on repairing all the myriad things that break around here. I’ve got wood damage on the garage wall, the lower balcony railing and the outside stair railing. The pool fence needs shoring up and the poison ivy has to be beaten back in a number of places. Ah the joy of country living.
Wednesday is the Republican Party monthly meeting in my area. I’m not sure whether I should just go there to listen or leap up on a table and start into a Henry V speech.
“We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.”
Or maybe I’ll just listen to what they actually do there.
Some family visits coming up and a big party at the beginning of October so good stuff to keep me occupied. There are kids’ birthdays and some photography outings planned and lots of other diversions so maybe I can forget for a part of the time that I live in Dementia Joe’s America. Is this still the “Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave? It doesn’t appear so. Maybe we’ll have to change the name.
Well let’s hope tomorrow has happier news to consider.