Happy 2020...for what it's worth.

02 Jan 20

05:25 hrs

     And to all the ships at sea...Happy New Year! 

     Yes, it is now 2020. The start of a new decade. It will most assuredly be an interesting one and hopefully a kinder one. If you're waiting for something interesting to occupy your time simply pay attention to the Circus Congress south of the 49th Parallel. Each time the Tangerine Tyrant erupts over some personal slight the comedy continues.

     If you have Netflix I suggest that you take a look for a movie called The Irishmen. It's a long movie, over three hours, so get comfy but it certainly is interesting. It's based on the book I heard you paint houses. 

      You will have to either watch the movie or read the book,  which I bought yesterday at a major bookstore in Hub City that surprisingly had a book that I actually wanted. We were on a road trip to visit long time friends in Hub City. My Better Half said that we should stop and see if the book store was open. It was time for a break anyways. Not so much for me but for the Oma-nator who was riding shotgun in the Ram. 

     I'm awake because some individual from three time zones ahead of us called with information of a personal matter. This was their only saving grace but this has happened all too many times by people from the Golden Horseshoe who think the populace of the entire country, including those living on the Left and Right Coasts of the Great White North, are in the same time zone as they are. When I was subcontracted by HomeDespot to build Flame Pits my manager in the GTA would often call me at 05:00 hrs asking if I was able to go in to work. Work that I was already planning on attending to when I woke up. When I asked the mindless administration drone why she was calling so early I was told that it was after 08:00 hrs and the start of the work day. Really? Well, not on the Left Coast it isnt!

19:00 hrs

     It's pouring buckets out here in the Valley. Reports from the highway towards River City state there is snow and slush on the road. Tomorrow will be more of the same. The weather is supposed to break on Saturday which will be perfect as we - my Better Half,  the Oma-nator and I - will be returning the Jr. Couch Monkey to his place of higher learning in Capital City. We may even have time to have lunch with my Lobster's Travelling Relatives - who we have not seen in several years. It will be a whirlwind trip to be sure.