This "feast or famine" shit's got to stop. It's not doing anybody any good at all whatsoever.
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The good news: I don't have to drive to New Hampshire!
My niece doesn't want to fly out here, and so my sister is going to drive back here with her, the dog, and the chickens.
I am soon going to be the owner of an elderly golden lab. Whee! (The cats are going to love this....)
I'll have to set up a dog run in the back yard, I guess, and figure out a way to keep said dog from eating the cats' food, but otherwise it's all good.
And walkies! Carrying plastic bags to pick up the dog poop. Every day's a party here at Casa Fungus!
9_9
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The FBI is going to have a hard time tracking my cell phone. It's off nearly all the time. Unless, that is, my phone happens to have some sneaky "stealth mode" where it still talks to cell towers when it's off....
How can you be sure you're being paranoid enough?
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Oh yeah, I'm really shocked: "Shocker: Nobel prize winner lied about radiation danger; Data suppression abetted rise of linear no-threshold model".
"Nobel prize winner Hermann Muller knowingly lied when he claimed in 1946 that there is no safe level of radiation exposure, a new study asserts."
We're coming to learn that radiation has a hormetic effect on humans, the same as just about everything else on the planet. That is to say, the dose makes the poison.
This particular Müller was a communist, by the way. I'm just sayin'.
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This DPUD post contains another image of Obama doing what he does best:
...this is not the image from the DPUD post, BTW.
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"Moderate gains" forecasted for the holiday shopping season. Specifically, "more moderate gains".
If a Republican were in the White House, the story would be more like, "ZOMGWTFBBQ WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE BECAUSE OF THE BUSH-MCCAIN ECONOMIC DEPRESSION!!!!!!11" You know it, I know it.
Speaking of which, DOOM!
An hour or so after opening the Dow went negative and stayed there; and it closed down nearly 284 points.
Karl Denninger says that is the beginning of the collapse, with only the economic status of Europe standing between us and DOOM!sday: "Europe is now the lynchpin between here and the SPX at 500."
I don't know if it's going to happen tomorrow; it might. And then again it might not happen until next year. All I know is, absent a miracle it is gonna happen.
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Tom Nutsack says that Americans will adjust their diets to suit the government. The FUCK we will!
(Oops, "Vilsack", sorry. It's reflexive.)
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Here's a hint about the whole Solyndra imbroglio, which the mainstream media is ignoring, hoping it'll go away: if someone pleads the 5th when summoned before Congress, it means that someone broke the law.
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The whole "gunwalker" thing is beginning to stink even worse than it did to begin with.
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Obama is a fascist. Like it or not.
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When I really thought about it--while riding my bike, yesterday--I realized that the trip from here to IHOP is actually a pretty far piece. It's farther to there than it is to Sailor V's place.
The difference is, most of the roads that connect VHQ with the bunker are 55 MPH roads. Not so with IHOP; the maximum speed I need to hit on the way there is 45.
I have to find a relatively safe-feeling way to get used to higher speeds. My thinking is to go out to 394 on a weeknight when there won't be many people using it, and ride down to where it connects with Route 1.
Yeah, I'm a big vagina. I know this. "I Can't Drive 55" is supposed to be about being unable to go that slow.
...there is a way to get to VHQ without going 55, though. Go through University park to Old Monee road; ride about a mile south and get on whatever-the-hell-that-road is that goes west. That gets you to Will-Cook road which--at that intersection--is a 35 zone all the way to Crete-Monee road. West of there, C-M Rd is a 30 zone through Monee, and then on Egyptian Trail from there to Pauling it's 25.
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That garlic-cheddar cheese I bought is pretty pungent stuff when it's not cooked. I just had a ham-and-cheese sandwich and I could easily taste the garlic on it. Yum.
Problem is, it's $10 per pound. Never go shopping when you're hungry. *sigh*
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Shoe Goo seems to work fairly well. My nicer pair of Nike shoes had detaching soles and I glued them back on with it; and they seem to be holding together. I haven't walked very far in them yet, though.
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The Gino's East Chicago-style deep-dish pizza I had the other night tasted good enough; but the crust tasted like they'd put zero salt in it. It was fine when I ate it with something else (cheese, sauce, etc) but by itself it just tasted terrible.
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I intend to ride my bike to the therapist appointment tomorrow, like I did last week. Also to go pick up the speedo cable for the dirt bike from the post office beforehand, and maybe buy a Super Burrito! afterwards for dinner.
Right now, though, I'm thinking about what I should have for dinner, and about the cleaning I've still got to take care of, and-and-and. As I said, it's a never-ending party!