Greetings, my fellow port swillers!
A cool and cloudy Saturday morning at Port Swiller Manor with rain threatening (or shall I say teasing) over the next few days. Good time to sit out on the porch with coffee and dog.
Going back to work yesterday after taking off the previous three was…odd. Unfortunately, I forgot that the President of China was going to be in town. It was a bit disconcerting to see the ChiCom flag all over the place and I got caught in the gridlock caused by the departure of his motorcade on my drive home.
Nonetheless, a good day. Mrs. R and the Eldest went down to Sweet Briar overnight to attend Founder’s Day, the Middle Gel got asked to
the upcoming prom Homecoming and the Youngest landed a part in her school play.
As for the announcement of the resignation of Weepin’ John Boner from the House, I take that as a symbolic victory rayther than a substantive one, since I’m sure the GOPe will simply select another RINO squish to take his place, but it was still a Good Thing. So when does Bitch McConnell get his? And the reaction from a number of GOP legislators – about those mean old Tea Party whacko-birds getting uppity – ought to make it abundantly clear to anyone who hasn’t figured it out by now that the GOPe is not an opposition party but a collaborationist one and that the real political fault line here is not so much liberals vs. conservatives as insiders vs. outsiders. Bad cess on the lot o’ them.
UPDATE: New contacts are in and they’re fabulous, although it’s going to take me a while to get used to putting them in and getting them out, especially the latter. (Hard lens removal is easy-peasy since all you have to do is stretch your eyelids to pop ’em out. This putting your fingers on your eyeballs and scrunching the lenses up biznay will be a bit trickier, especially when ol’ Robbo is, shall we say, “tired”.)