Just a few hours down.

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Not sure why.  Actually, I do know.  It was warm upstairs.  With windows open and a fan going, it was 68 in the central area, 71 near me.  The fan was right on me, the window beside me open.  I wonder if it really has warmed a good deal?  Ah, maybe just having that branch over the house gone is enough that it is hotter.  It may collect and store the heat a great deal more.

Still, a few hours down has helped.  I gamed when I woke.  Just a bit.  Can't do much.  Hands are still rough.  Even so, I am hoping to get to a few more things today.  Dishes, another shower, opening a path to the hydrant... water outlet for the lawn and ducks.  Perhaps some cooking.  I have hamburger already cooked, in crumble form.  It is still good.  Spicing, and herbing, food, as you cook it, helps it last.  There are limits, but this is well within the limits.

I was called on the carpet for not voting for Trump, due to the wall not being built.  I don't care, I refuse.  That is the only promise I really wanted to see.  As I wrote there, half finished, the other half funded and with intent, and I would consider voting.  It isn't going to happen, in spite of him winning the court battles against installation and pulling money from the military.  Why?  Because he never intended to win, or build the wall.  So be it.

I was also called a pussy for saying Trump's attack against critical race theory being used against white employees, beyond the general government and on into the military, contractors, and such, would be stopped in 3,2,1... by a judactivist.  It is going to happen.  Will it make it through the courts, successfully?  Even if Trump gets a replacement for Ginsburg, the court is at best a mess.  And, with a woman to replace Ginsburg?  Probably not.  These judges all seem broken.  Women are all feminized.

I don't care about that slight, either.  Hell, if I follow mother Teresa's advice, I will have to accept that smack with a smile, perhaps a "thank you".  *grins*  Some parts of humility really aren't all that hard.  Black pill?  Okay.  Pussy?  Whatever.  Can't you... do something interesting, new, refreshing?  I'm not even being... rude about it.  I just... don't care, or mind, or... anything.  But I wouldn't mind being shocked, feeling really insulted, or... whatnot.  You gotta try.  Work with me, people!

Anyway.  I'm... on to something?  Heading back to bed?  Uhrm... I... just... don't know.  Later.