Attribute to L. Neil Smith’s The Libertarian Enterprise

I got up excessively late (which is okay, I went to bed a couple hours before noon), and was scrambling around trying to hurry breakfast so I could get started on TLE. When I texted my daughter about that, she mentioned that “today is Friday.”

Ah. So it was.

Now, this morning I got up excessively late (which is okay because I went to bed again a couple hours before noon), and rushed breakfast after checking with my daughter to make sure today actually was Saturday and all that, and having received assurances that yes indeed this here day was Saturday, you betcha, and then I started work on TLE.

So what have I been doing all week? Reading. Listening to music. Watching movies on DVD. Existing. Buying a new pair of shoes on-line—do you know how hard it is to find shoes in size 14 narrow? I actually wear extra-narrow, but I've given up hope on that. I finally picked out a pair and put in an order. Oh, I remember they were supposed to arrive at the Post Office today. Lessee, I went and signed up for that “Informed Delivery” thing at the Post Office, and it sez here they put it into my PO Box … now I know that can not be true, giant-sized shoes would never fit into a little PO Box. So that means I probably got to call at the desk to pick them up, which means Monday.

I hope they fit. I have been wearing my pair of 14AA Red Wings for over 20 years now, and would just like something different for a change. We will see.

I do occasionally look at the "news", but then I quickly avert my eyes and look at something else. No, I fookin' do not want to be an Informed American anymore. I want to crawl into a cave and pull the opening shut behind me. Pretty Ugly, as they say.

Pretty. Ugly. (Don't you just love idioms? I know I do.)

I see you can get various Deporable items of clothing at The Breitbard Store. I really do need a bright red “Deplorable University” t-shirt, yes, I really do.

Which reminds me to remind you-all to stay deplorable, my friends!