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Bill Clinton states he couldn't sleep for two years after Hillary lost. He doesn't admit the real reason, but his excuse probably keeps Hillary from nagging him day and night. In most situations, I might feel a little compassion for someone with such problems, but with him, if it's like being in Gitmo with loud pop music being played for 24 hours each day, it's only a small sample of the punishment he deserves.

It Would Only Take a Payload of Rocks

From what I've seen about the hypersonic missile strike, nuclear weapons will be a thing of the past. A payload of rocks, breaking apart a few thousand feet above the ground, at multiple times the speed of sound, would destroy huge sections of a city. There would be no radioactive after effects, and the destruction horrific. With the added fact missiles of this type are too fast for protective measures, those that have them can call the shots.

Salted Pecans and a Lesson Learned

Years ago, probably when I was around 12 years old, I started dipping into the salted pecans at my grandmother's to satisfy my appetite while waiting for Thanksgiving dinner. I would eat a few, go back for some more, ate too many, and they came back up. I made it to the bathroom unobserved, and hid the evidence with a toilet flush. I never told anyone, since such things were frowned upon...or at least I thought they were. I really don't know. I do know I had my first encounter with heartburn that day, and the dinner wasn't quite the enjoyable event I envisioned. 

Since that time, salted pecans are something I avoid. I've tried them, but liking the taste is gone, and will never return.

Early Thanksgiving

We're celebrating Thanksgiving on Wednesday due to some out of town ventures by family, and hunting. It will be good, but a reminder of my family is all gone, and all I will have to celebrate with them are memories. For those that have family still around, savor the day, and never forget every Thanksgiving may be one of their last. 

ZZ Top, La Grange and Nissan

In Texas, there is a historical address: 1629-2099 Rocky Creek Road, La Grange, TX 78945. Current photos on Google don't show anything but a pasture. A little research finds this was once the location of the famous "Chicken Ranch" ZZ-Top had the song "La Grange" which many probably don't know was about the brothel. That probably includes Nissan, which plays the instrumental in one of their commercials. In a way it's ironic. In another, it's an indication of how time blurs the past, and most people really have no idea about events of decades ago.

I've been to La Grange; even stayed one night, but a severe storm overnight left my car with some hail damage, which placed a damper on the trip. It has a quilt museum and one of my wife's favorite quilt shops in the downtown area. It also has a convenience store called the "Texas One Stop" on Hwy 71 that has some really good baked goods. It's a good location for traffic since it's one of the first places to stop for fuel, or to stretch your feet on the highway that runs from IH-10 to Austin. A visit to the large cemetery next to Colorado Street shows the numerous graves of the unfortunate during a Yellow Fever epidemic in 1867. There are too many graves with that year as the year of death, and the birth dates indicate many were young.

La Grange is close to the Hill Country, but doesn't have the steep hills, or is as dry. Nestled in a bend of the Colorado River, the city, and surrounding area, has some astounding oak trees. That, and the pastures in the outskirts allow some of the best grazing for cattle. Leaving town on 77 allows a twisting drive along one of the most beautiful sections of highway in Texas, but it's just more of the beauty of the city. The county court house is remarkable. The older streets are filled with magnificent live oaks, and there are restaurants for most taste preferences.

While the city is most known for a brothel long gone, it's not what many would envision. To me, it's a comfortable city, rich in history, and I was a little surprised with my first visit. I had no idea of what to expect, but my wife's anticipation of visiting the quilt museum was worth visit. She wasn't disappointed, and neither was I. Since that time, we've been back, and if we're traveling in that area, we will usually make it a point to pass through to stop at a quilt store.

Belligerent Ignorance

I've read where some cities are deciding to allow the illegal aliens to stay and ignore the mandates of law. If existing laws are followed, anyone involved is committing a crime, which make me wonder if a patrol officer will be willing to be charged for following the demands of a corrupt official. Time will tell. Using the excuse they were only following orders won't insulate them from state and federal charges. 

A Problem I See Developing

If things go as planned by the next administration, there will be numerous people finding their time in public sector employment has ended. The problem I see is that a substantial number of them have absolutely no skill to offer to the private sector. Otherwise, they'll be faced with the same thing those in the private sector faced after the confiscatory taxes, inflation, loss of jobs, and bureaucratic punishment with regulations. I guess I should feel sorry for them, but after watching my career stumble over the years due to their efforts, my compassion is pretty thin. That, and the snarky comment to those that lost jobs that suggested they need to learn to code.

 If there is any justice, the first thing Congress should do is cut their pay by 30%. That, and take away the perks they abuse. Will they? Of course not. They created this mess, grew it for decades, and ignored their responsibility. They'll pontificate, promise things, act busy and collect their salary. That, and vote themselves a raise during the next session. 

Middle of the Night Stuff

Sometimes, I wake in the middle of the night for no reason I can find. Tonight is one of those nights. Before I woke, I was dreaming, but it wasn't one where waking is mandatory to prevent further damage to peace of mind. I've had those dreams before; some filled with the terror of impending death, or a hopeless situation. My dream was of dealing with meeting with an air-conditioner contractor for a new unit at my parent's house, which was my house they were living in, which I'd never seen before, but was familiar with, even though it was a complete fabrication of my imagination. That, and it was near a town I knew, but was a town I've never been to in real life, and the people I was dealing with were people from my past that (as far as I know) never had anything to do with air-conditioning installations. It wasn't stressful. It was more like a typical day just dealing with life. So, after waking, and realizing sleep wasn't possible, I decided for some coffee and time on the porch. 

My neighbor's dog was raising hell at something. Considering the location, I had the feeling it had a critter in the dumpster. It would run one way, bark at the dumpster, run around to another strategic location, bark again, and make every effort to keep the dumpster surrounded. Shining my spotlight didn't reveal anything but a startled dog that slunk away as though I was scolding it. My dog, which decided to go on the porch with me, added a few woofs for good measure, and the dogs in the neighborhood added their woofs to show their solidarity. 

I stayed outside for a little longer to see if there was something that led me to waking. I couldn't determine anything out of the ordinary. Maybe it was the gusty wind from the approaching change in weather disturbing my sleep. That, or maybe the change in barometric pressure is more of an influence than known. I'll never know, but do know the coffee is good, the temperature is 71 degrees outside, and it's the grand time before civilization shatters the morning calm. I'll take my coffee back to the porch and contemplate the correct solutions to the problems of the world.

Culling the Herd

We'll see how many of the bureaucrats, and other parasites on taxpayers, are culled from the public teat. It all sounds good, especially since the drain on funds is unsustainable, but regardless of opinion, my experience in life tells me it's mostly political promises that will never be kept. I know this sounds cynical, but in my sixty-plus years of being on this planet, I've never seen the Federal Government shrink in size, defeat inflation, not buy votes with taxpayer money, or pull the leash on agencies that abuse rights daily. Time will tell, and I pray things will become better, but until it happens, I will be cynical.

She Could Have Handled It Differently

 Melania Trump was invited for tea with Jill Biden. She declined for a good reason. She took the high road, instead of accepting the offer, meeting here for tea, throwing it in Jill Biden's face, and stomping a mud hole in her ass. Jill would have deserved it. She could have denounced the actions of her husband, but her failure shows she was all for the incredibly callous act of thuggery by her husband. 

Still Counting

 Some states are still counting votes on the 12th of November. From what I've read, it's due to signature verification, absentee ballots, mail-in ballots and other malarky created by bureaucrats. To me, it's BS. It gives the professional vote stealers time to shuffle away ballots they don't like, and certify suspicious ballots that should have been thrown away days ago. When you add the electronic manipulation that's almost impossible to find until long after the election, it's too much exposure to illegal actions. 

It's taking too long. anyone with an IQ larger than a garden vegetable knows this, and it's wrong.

Gully Washer

We've were shy of rain over the last two month, which prompted a burn ban. With about 4 inches over the last week two weeks, they lifted the ban, which allowed many to burn their accumulations of pine needles and deadfall. Last night, the rain started, and not only did it become heavy, radar showed a group of showers moving slowly, and more developing right behind. Other than one glitch with the electricity, the heavy rain was the only problem. 

This morning, I went on the porch to find light rain falling. Checking my rain gauge, I found it was topped, and have no idea how much rain fell past six inches. I do know we're under a flash flood warning, and although I haven't yet checked, the road into the neighborhood probably is flooded. 

So, the biggest change in season is rain. We haven't had much of any cool weather. In fact, we've had lows in the upper sixties, and highs in the upper eighties for the last two weeks. The front that prompted the rain is supposed to stall, and more rain is forecast for today. We don't need it, but at least the entire area hasn't had so much rain. Hopefully the water drains off quickly, and the tropical system doesn't impede the drainage with high tides.

How Will It Proceed?

The illegals have been given an eviction notice. The public funds will disappear, those helping will find they should get out of the business, and the reverse migration will begin. Deportation will get some, but there will be so many, they'll be heading to the borders, and I'm wondering how the neighbors to the north, and the south, will react when they face the same problem they helped create. "Tough luck" is all I can think as appropriate. You reap what you sow.

The Manure Will Be Thick

Usually, after Democrats spend years abusing power, ignoring the rule of law, and causing mayhem, they call for us to "come together" and "work together" after losing their power. I see it coming, and will ignore it as usual. They need to be punished for what they did to the United States, and the punishment should be capital for many.

So, Here We Are

Trump is the apparent winner of the election. Somewhere, by the 25th of December, all the electoral duties will be completed and the official acts placing Trump in office will start, or not. Until then, in my opinion, there will be some efforts to cause problems, those wiser than political rhetoric will realize they need to turn from their evil ways, and many rats will leave the sinking ship of Democrat subterfuge. Time will tell, but whatever happens, things will be different, and those wishing to cause problems will find a citizenry unwilling to put up with their shenanigans.  

Calm Before The Storm

Early voting is out of the way, and the anticipation of the election on Tuesday is creating a lot of anxiety. How it turns out is yet to be seen, but considering things up to this point, the conjecture, projections and outright lies will fill the news for a long time. That, and the start of the next election cycle will begin for the next four years of B.S.

Bleh!