Saturday sings the blues...

I got up a bit earlier than I had planned but sleep was over. Weigh, make coffee, dress, take medication, measure blood pressure and open home to the cool morning breeze. Start the sprinkler for the grass. Help awoken wife make the bed, she scrambles some eggs for me and makes toast, she eats rice and stuff. I get the ironing board out, and iron my shirts and trousers while watching Ghost Rider. After that I go jog for fifty-five minutes and rescue one penny when thinking about morality as I jogged.

There is a Ladies' Bible Study at our home today, when I get back I start on the yard, edging and then mowing. While I was edging with clippers, I was in the seated position, tight or cross feet or open, stretching the back - no, I didn't have the rifle but that doesn't mean I can't replicate the low crawl, high crawl, kneeling and squatting position for my better preparation for the end of the world. Once upon a time I thought I would sit outside Heaven's walls (my wife would toss food to me) and I would help Saint Michael fight the ungodly Evil hosts. Well, I never believed I will ever be good enough to walk the streets of gold.

But with the current rush to destroy the United States by the elected and selected leadership in power (include the clueless Republicans in the mess) I may have to fight here on Earth first (been there and done that and still have OD and Brown t-shirts). I can hear the cry as the house of cards starts to tumble "The government is too big and important to allow to fail!" wasn't that what they hollered when the Investment Banks started to shake and moan. Too big and too important. They don't study History, they do think they make History. And they could be the first generation to tear apart my country. How do they spell Rhodesia? Zimbabwe? and look at the direction of South Africa. I just know that more taxes will force emigration of the talented and more wealthy than I.

Since I will be living inside of the meltdown I don't think I will notice, oh, the price of gasoline will go up, sales taxes in King County will rise, services will start to breakdown or be deferred until later (budget and manpower). There will be more anger, more depression and more calls for volunteering your time and talents, giving more to charity and listening to the leaders, who might still be trying to sell you on Weapons of Mass Destruction, Global Warming, Universal Health Care and the Teddy Bear.... government never knowingly lies to me, they just can't recall.

I do know, the Ladies had a wonderful session, they sang, prayed and then feasted - the part I get to participate in. KPLU has the Blues and I am going into clean up and restore the home mode, my wife has been working too long to ignore. Later...