HASTA LA VISTA

Taking a brief vacation in a delightfully blog-free zone. Will be back when I return.   

Kisses,
Jon  

SUNSET DURING INTERMISSION

 
So, why haven't I posted Part Three of my notorious interview?

We all need a rest. A break. An intermission. Heck, I don't want to inflict you with too much of a good thing all at once. My potent essence is more successfully absorbed in small doses.
Three will arrive soon.


So what's been going on in my life lately?
Heat, rain, bugs, humidity, insomnia, pain, weeds, cats, mice, rain, mud, anxiety, rain,'possums, coyotes, big bugs, massive weeds, rain, wasp nests, killer wasps (chasing me), gnats, gnats, gnats. Tick bites.
Did I mention rain?

I took time off from this impressive agenda to drive to town last Monday. I haven't gone in a month. A month!
Surprisingly, I didn't run out of anything.

I'm still working on my online store....which should be ready to open before I'm dead. I hope.
I'm actually aiming for July 4th - but that might be pressing my luck.

These past few evenings have offered spectacular sunsets. The problem is you can't see them very well due to all the trees and hills.

When I go out to photograph them I usually just snap pics from the front porch. 
The only other place I can go is up a steep embankment near the woods behind the house. Which I seldom do.

I love to lie (lay?) in bed at sunset and watch the sky through the window. Right after dark the lightning bugs start their beautiful show.

Here are a few pics taken last evening:

My bedroom window. Taken while I'm lying (laying?) in bed.

(I knew this would really impress you)

Just to show you how DARK it is here at night. This is the front porch last night.

(and it's even DARKER in back of the house by the woods...). You can imagine what it's like during a power outage.

That's how it looks in daylight.

Every evening, Bosco sits on this chest of drawers and watches the sunset out the window. He never misses it.

PASSIVITY AND TOLERANCE WILL GET YOU NOWHERE

Concerning the recent incidents of terrorism in Manchester and London:

Keep doing nothing and you'll keep getting attacked!! 

I wonder how much more bloodshed it will take for world leaders to finally wake up and realize that terrorism is a bigger threat than global warming? Oh, excuse me. I mean climate change.

I wonder how many more brutal massacres of innocent people will be  tolerated before the haughty, self-righteous haters of Republicans will finally realize that President Trump is absolutely correct in wanting to protect the United States from foreign (and home-grown) terrorists.

I wonder how many vindictive, self-serving Democratic United States judges and politicians will keep desperately trying to block Trump's efforts to enforce travel ban laws and to build a wall.

Snicker all you want. If you don't see what's really happening, you're either a complete fool or blinded with hate and political bias.

How does the world deal with acts of terrorism? 
After the endless hours of news media coverage and analysis, we sit back, take a deep breath, then passively sigh.....and accept it.....

Good intentions mean nothing.

All the "thoughts and prayers", all the flowers, candles, and balloons, all the vigils and dutiful "moments of silence" are doing absolutely nothing to combat terrorism.

Soon the grief and superficial concern are forgotten and we go on with our selfishness and indifference.

When will people of all nations learn that passivity, tolerance, and hope are futile - and synonymous with profound ignorance.

The noble idea of obtaining world unity and peace by holding hands, singing Kumbaya,  and welcoming massive influxes of foreigners into our countries is as dangerous as it is absurd.

Open borders and tolerance for everyone is about as effective as holding guns to our heads and pulling the trigger.

We need to open our eyes and start fighting fire with fire. Abandon passivity, tolerance, and political correctness in favor of raw reality:
secure our borders, enforce our laws (or damn well make some laws), carefully scrutinize those foreigners who want to come here, and put the security of ourselves and our countries first.

Wake up, world....before it's too late.

Or is it already too late?


I am not allowing comments on this post, only because I know that the hateful little trolls will emerge from their cobwebbed closets to call me a racist and bigot. It's all they have to contribute and I'm tired of their crap.

Trust me - it's not my imagination. They still occasionally lurk around my blog ...especially when I get political.

ATTACK OF THE EGGS

 Stormy Weather

I haven't had a migraine in several months and thought I was doing really well.

This afternoon I made two HUGE egg burritos and ate them very quickly (usually I'm an incredibly slow eater, but I was starving).
Almost immediately after finishing, I got one of the worst aural migraines I ever had. I lost half of my vision and went into a semi-Panic Attack mode.

Just another day in the life of......

Wonder if I have an egg allergy. I eat eggs fairly often but never had this happen. Too many at once, maybe?

It's still raining. And raining and raining....every day. Kinda gets depressing after awhile. I've completely given up the idea of trying to do anything outside. The weeds are nearly as tall as the house - and, frankly my dear, I don't give a damn.

You caught me in a foul mood. There's nothing more unbecoming than a persistent blogger who has absolutely nothing interesting to say - but when I blog I'm mostly just talking to myself. You're the eavesdroppers.

I'm still having intense back problems but I've learned to live with it and deal with it. I've dealt with worse things....

What about the garage? (I'm referring to my previous post). Yes, I truly did have about three hundred boxes. I kept 40 or 50 of the very best ones (disassembled them and tied them in a bundle). And I used some of the largest and sturdiest to put under some items stored in the garage.
The rest, I tore to shreds.
Here's the makeshift trash "can" I used.
I filled it about ten times.

Some of you asked if now I'll have room to put the car in the garage.
Well......the garage is still full of things that I have no room for - but I've stacked them (neatly?) along the sides of the walls.
With prayers and some strategic maneuvers, I just might be able to get the car in. At least by winter.

I'm dealing with back pain, migraines, three annoying cats (but I luv 'em), wild animals trying to infiltrate the house, hordes of insects, tick bites (and yes, I have allergic reactions to tick bites - I still have one on my ankle).
I'm coping with mile-high weeds and incessant rain, and other problems that I won't even mention or you'll start feeling sorry for me....

I'm also writing two books....and....

Drum Roll inserted here

I am in the process of (take a deep breath).....opening an online store. I won't reveal details because it will take a few more weeks (at least). It's a helluva lot more trouble than I initially thought.

Here are a few more grim photos to delight you.

Right outside one of my windows. I never walk in the woods during the summer months - - too many bugs and creepy things.

The rain this afternoon - - a view from the back porch.

Rain and some hail

The sun, trying to peek out of the clouds