1. Today started with my office door handle falling off in my hands. It can be very difficult not to see things as harbingers and omens in these parlous times, really it can.
2. Sweet dancing monkeys on a stick but it is hard to keep up with the raging dumpster fire that is der Sturmtrumper and his entire administration, their supporters, and their effects on the world at large. You sit down to write something coherent about the latest news and then – BAM! – the president and his gang get even more stupid, venal, petty, corrupt, and morally bankrupt before you can even get to the first punctuation mark.
3. Eventually I’ll get enough of a running start to write something, but for now all I will say is that the continued support among the GOP base for der Sturmtrumper in the face of overwhelming (and largely self-provided) evidence of impeachable offenses is a damning indictment of American politics, education, and morals. There is no way any thinking human can continue to support him, and I will leave the implications of that up to the reader.
4. The Higher Higher Ups to whom – if you follow the chain of command all the way up to where the air is thin and causes brain damage without proper protective gear – I and the rest of my colleagues down at Home Campus ultimately report hired a Very Expensive Consulting Firm to do some database transferal chores. Basically we have a lot of information in one computer system, and it had to find its way into a different computer system before the first one was dropped into the deepest part of the Mariana Trench. The VECF was likely paid a sum of money not incommensurate with its name in order to do this project. So guess what we’re all now redoing by hand down at Home Campus! I think the CEO of VECF should be billed personally for my time, preferably at the “Dude Needs A Long Vacation” rate.
5. Now that we are empty nesters, the place gets kind of quiet. So last Sunday I whomped up a big batch of macaroni and meatballs and invited Lauren’s squad over for dinner. And they came! It was nice to have them. Perhaps we’ll make this a regular occurrence.
6. I’m trying to find time to paint the front of the garage. It has needed painting for, well, an embarrassingly long time now. I just hate home maintenance is all. We did look into getting someone else to do it, but the first estimate we got – the only estimate we got, since apparently exterior painters are booking out to 2025 around here and many of them don’t even bother responding to requests for estimates – was roughly triple the value of the garage itself and everything in it including the cars. So I now have a can of “garage white” paint just waiting for it to stop raining long enough for the wood to dry out a bit. Three or four days is what the paint store people said, otherwise the paint will just fall off. I’m not sure we’ve had four days without rain since July, and it doesn’t look like it’s going to happen any time before Thanksgiving either, after which it will likely be too cold. On the one hand I really didn’t want to paint anything. On the other hand, it needs to be painted and I’ve gone to the trouble of buying paint so I’m kind of annoyed that I can’t just get it over with.
7. On yet another hand (I’m an academic – I have an infinite supply of hands), I rather like grey, rainy fall weather, so there is that.
8. I’ve been trying to play more piano of late. I kind of got out of the habit when the girls were little – they really didn’t like it when I played and there wasn’t much time for it anyway – but now it’s often just me in the house since Kim doesn’t get home until late, so I’m relearning some of the things I once knew. Perhaps I’ll learn new things soon.
9. We have been trying to figure out how to get the one cat who is too thin to eat more while getting the other cat who is too fat to eat less, and this project has met with about as much success as you would expect. A while back Kim bought a timed feeder that looks strikingly like Eva from Wall-E (“EeeeeEEEEEEva”) and which spits out food at seemingly random intervals and then chirps proudly to let you know that it has done this. It’s like having a plastic toddler. The original plan was to provide more food to the skinny cat, so we tried to put Eva in high places where the fat one couldn’t reach, but it turns out that the lure of cat food is stronger than the pull of gravity and the fat one seems to be eating most of the food. This seems counterproductive. We’re still working on a solution.
10. In the last month I have been handed both a wheat cent and a silver quarter in change. This made me happy.