I have nothing to say about politics, so if you are expecting a post on that, well, sorry. My day started in the middle of the night, when Steve decided to vomit all over the bed and me, and in such a manner that there was no way I could get out of the bed without dragging my fat self through it. So that was a pretty awesome start to the day.
Woke up to see that people are clamoring all over themselves to walk back their remarks about the Covington Catholic kids, and all I have to say to that is “FUCK THAT.” Sure, those idiot black Israelites or whatever the fuck they are were being assholes, so why didn’t the kids confront them? Because they’d get their asses beat. Instead, they fucked with the old dude. The end. That kid and his lawyers and pr firm can say whatever they want, but I saw the videos and I know what pack of white boys from prep school look like out wilding. I saw the look in that boys eyes and the smirk on his face. And this shit speaks for itself:
If a black kid had done what that boy did, white America would be all telling us it was a justified kill based on stand your ground laws. Fuck them and fuck the excuse makers.
Messed around the house for a bit, put out a bunch of suet, thistle, and bird seed for the birds, and Gerald came over to fix my dryer which had stopped working. While doing so, he went into the basement to get some tools, and we discovered that my water heater is leaking from the top and the bottom and Gerald said it is ready to do. And just like that, another 500 bucks.
The plumber will be here tomorrow, and the charge is only 250 bucks for labor. America.
I’ve now replaced literally everything in this house except for the furnace, so I fully expect that to blow up. I love owning a house, don’t get me wrong, but jesus christ there is something to be said for renting and having this all be someone else’s problem. It’s just like every time things are going well something goes tits up and there goes a thousand dollars. And it’s never less. Grumble.
Drinking a glass of ovaltine and wathcing the Punisher. That’s my big treat. Ovaltine. God damned diet.
On the upside, clean sheets tonight.