I had to leave the outskirts of Dunwich today early and only got back in the early afternoon. Things were going well when I got a call from Camera Girl stating that her old Toyota Corolla refused to bring her home and she needed a lift home and AAA to send a tow truck (or as the locals call it a “wrecker”).
Well, what can you do? When it rains it pours and so instead of getting down to writing I had to get Camera Girl home and supervise the overhauling of her stalled chariot. So here it is after 4pm and I haven’t got a sentence of creative writing to call my own. Just this sad story about a sad story.
But there was a bit of human interest even in this prosaic event. When the tow truck showed up the driver was a little laconic for Camera Girl’s liking. Apparently, she belongs to the “customer’s always right” school of automotive services. And during our ride home she railed against the young fellow and demanded that he shouldn’t get a tip.
I reminded her that today it was 83 degrees out there and a tow truck guy by the end of the day is pretty tired and on a hot day probably a little irritable. And not everyone is super chatty and chirpy at their work. And sure enough, after the fellow performed all his work and delivered the car expertly and without incident, I handed him the tip and he thanked me profusely and shook my hand vigorously. And he said getting a tip was a big deal for him. What do these women know of the real world that men live in? Nothing!
So even though the day is consumed and I have no output of any kind, save for this slender reed of a story. I am unperturbed. My morning’s expedition was a rousing success. The outcome of this mission was the best possible one and now Camera Girl and I will celebrate with forbidden foods. Pasta and sausage and meatballs and garlic bread will be consumed and afterward there will be Italian cheesecake and ice cream. So, there will be great rejoicing at the Compound and the peasants will rejoice. Huzzah!
Later on, I will catch up on my photos and quotes and songs for the day and read some of the news of the day. Apparently artificial intelligence is on everybody’s mind right now. Honestly, I’m hoping that at some point natural intelligence will resurface on this planet. We’re being led to Armageddon by morons. It’s morons leading morons as far as the eye can see. Joe Biden, Kamala Harris, Nancy Pelosi, Gavin Newsome and on and on and on.
At what point will any of these people be held accountable for the horrendous train wreck they’ve made of this country? Does this go on until we’re starving and freezing in the streets?
The only solace I can take is that for a huge number of people all of this is common knowledge. None of them hold Joe Biden in high esteem. If the next time he falls down the steps of Air Force One he manages to kill himself no one will shed a single tear. In fact, there will be hilarity and mockery for months. Of course, the joke will be on us because then Cackling Harris would be the Commander in Chief and that would definitely end in a nuclear holocaust.
Well, I’m digressing away from the point. Tonight, is a night of celebration. No more talk of Biden or auto repair bills or anything depressing. So, I’ll try to catch up on things tonight and tomorrow but this is just how things sometimes go.