It must be slow time for news, Federal Bureau of Embarrassment, and other law enforcement entities, as they keep milking this story on the two bit raghead that took over (ever so briefly) the synagogue in Colleyville Texas.

The FBI broke their arms patting themselves on the back for “rescuing” the hostages, when in fact, the rabbi was the one that pretty much saved them from the sharp tongued, almost harmless terrorist.

He shoulda been vetted before entering the country; not afterwards. The Feds screwed up…again.


Holy crap…find something else to do besides milking the dead story.

That horse is dead, man.

Today’s journalism is a joke.

More Cold Weather Due Here

As, I would imagine, in most of the northern states.

A cold blast of winter heading into the US will arrive here early tomorrow morning with overnight temps the next few days in the twenties.

I know, many have it worse; much worse.

It’s supposed to be 80 today.

The wife is heading home now as I write this. BIL got his ass handed to him by the Mexican dentist, of whom he was so fond, and he came back late last night, allowing the wife to leave today, instead of tomorrow.

Good thing too as it would have been a slippery long drive for her tomorrow, as some icy conditions will hit Texas beginning in the morning.

My last purchase of birdseed yielded some type of bug thingy that infested my 30 gallon galvanized trash can, in which I kept the birdseed. They have been multiplying for months, and today I decided to dump the can, rinse it and sanitize it with some bleach to kill off all the bugs and eggs. Coupled with a few nights of hard freezes, that oughta do it…and what’s that SMELL?!

Next week I’ll get some more seed. I’ll need to put the bird feeders in the sanitizer too, as the bugs got into them as well.

I have a habit of instead of cutting up and tossing very large cardboard boxes, I flatten them and lay them in the carport. A habit I started when I actually had a garage.

With the cold fronts blowing in from the north, the carport is on the north side of the house and with the wife’s car gone, the cardboard ends up out and in the yard. So last front, I grabbed one of the landscape timbers I had laying about (that never used), and weighted down the flattened cardboard.

It’s likely a bit dangerous as when the cardboard gets wet, then dries, then gets wet, then dries, it tends to curl up, making traversing a wee bit hazardous for us old folks.

Today, I had to move all that stuff to accommodate the wife’s arrival.

Looks like no nap today either.