Thursday

How do I spill pancake syrup everywhere?? I try to be careful. I don't even pour that much out for my waffles. Nevertheless, after I am done eating and cleaning up, I always see syrup droplets all over my tray and even on my fat belly. How, how?? ... ... Wow, the YouTube videos are back on my fun blog. I thought that YouTube did something that made the use of its old embed codes unworkable, but I guess it was just a transient bug on the blogsite ... ... The sun is out bright. It looks like today's storms are cancelled, and I will get that chance to mow. However, it seems the storms are rescheduled for Saturday instead of Sunday, which doesn't give me a lot of drying time to work with. I'm thinking it's possible I could let the cats out tonight. They have been getting wilder. However, I'd hate to let them go in that jungle out there. Can I possible mow at least a good part of the back this afternoon. I'll have to see what conditions on the ground look like after several hours of sunshine ... ... A dose of good news, progressive news: "The US Justice Department will stop using private prisons" [Vox] But I suppose states can still cater to the oligarchs and populate their private people-mills ... ... Coco is whining to go out, and I am thinking, "Soon, soon." The back is dry enough to mow, which I will take care of after I have an afternoon snack of fried rice & tea to charge me up with some energy. Unless we are hit by a surprise shower, the cats will be out tonight meowing at the moon. They just don't know it yet ... ... That was a disappointment. I tried that Chicago Style Pizza. I was looking upon it as a reward for my mowing, and now I need to do something for a second dinner later, maybe some noodles. At least the cats are outside now ... ... Feeling my post-dinner drowsy wooziness, I was dozing in bed in the dark room, when Pop started talking loudly, and I wasn't sure if there weren't other voices in the kitchen. I get up and check the driveway: there are no other cars there. I decide to check and give the cats an opportunity to eat. I half-expect to see Jack in the kitchen with Pop. As it turns out, Pop is talking with Jack over the phone. They are talking about Trump's big pivot-speech, trying to sound more sane, in which he even half-apologizes for sometimes saying things in the wrong way that hurt people's feelings - oozing all the sincerity of a crocodile's tear. I see Pop smiling so self-satisfied as he talks with Jack about it. Such political talk is apparently something that he prides himself on. That surprises me a little, but I guess he can see the value in being a man of worldly affairs talking presidential politics ... ... While I was dozing off and on this late evening, lying in bed in the dark room, I was despairing again about my stagnant life, and I was thinking that I might be falling out of my mood for watching movies: how can I stand watching movies about white people? Daimon says, "Because you would be interested in watching movies with colored folk?" No, that ... would not work either. I guess I just felt like I was losing my appetite for watching people have lives of some sort. Maybe I could just force myself to watch chess videos, despite the fact that I tend to get filled up on those pretty fast. However, I decided to at least finish watching William Hurt's "Broadcast News" over ice cream, and ... I have to admit I enjoyed it. And I just don't know what to think. Movies are easy to do. It would be good if I can keep interested in them ... ... That hot Singaporean chick, Miss Woolf, posted again, after some weeks absence. It seems she has been hot on the trail of romance, using dating websites. Where is her new beau? In Bristol. England, I guess. I realize that this is yet another instance of an Asian chick who only wants white men. It seems like this is a universal truth, at least for those who speak English. Having that language, I suppose, is a key cultural passport, and having that field of white men open up for them, it is no contest, apparently - white dick, it is. And white men have no trouble fucking Third Worlders. So, I guess that math works. Naturally, it only depresses me. As I pointed out to Gabe, one of those Asian chicks, white women are not as receptive to little brown men, and neither are these little brown women.