Cassi Creek: That’s
right, the daily hike with Mike resumed today after a holiday hiatus. The walk down the road and back up went
smoothly after so long without making the trek.
The road and the surrounding ground is heavily littered with twigs,
branches, and crushed branches blown onto the road by the two previous high
wind periods.
The creek it
high and fast, typical for January here if I recall correctly. The noise it generates makes conversation
more difficult than normal. The sight
and sound of two aging men walking along the road and trying to understand what
one is saying to the other must be comical from the outside.
I just called
to arrange delivery of a load of firewood to take us into winter. We have sufficient kindling all around
us. We just need to let it dry out
before breaking it up for inside storage and use.
Trip into VA
#2 for the week. PTSD clinic largely not
all that effective. One of the patients
feels the need to talk every time someone else speaks. He wants to say something that isn’t coming
out at all, let alone clearly.
Salads for
dinner
The drive in
was made under overcast. The drive home
showed blue skies until I turned onto 107.
Then the overcast came rushing back and it is doubtful we’ll see blue
skies today.
It is now
obvious that my prediction of the demise of Boehner as Speaker was made with
too little knowledge of the internal workings of the House. Given the amount of anger expressed toward
him by his own party and the teavangelist elected on that spend no money
idiocy; I honestly felt his days with the gavel were short in number. Strange bedfellows indeed.
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