My money is on California to be the next state to flip from Democratic to Republican if the antics of their beleaguered governor Gavin Newsome give any indication.
Nothing surprises me in our political arena anymore.
Take that dumbass New York governor Kathy Hochul whose dumbass solution to a low staffing problem caused by her own hand has made the situation untenable and their dumbass solution is to release inmates so the reduced staffing levels can handle less traffic.
Science has developed the world’s most accurate clock.
Who cares?
We are all dying one breath at a time.
Period.
Selena Gomez might be wearing a slinky dress, but she is anything but a slinky body type. She has a little too much menudo if you get my drift. No more guacamole and cheese for you, girl.
When I was working at a world-famous central southern California coastal resort, I made this sweet/tart raspberry vinaigrette:
Ingredients
2 cups raspberry vinegar
1 ½ oz. diced red onion
1 pint red raspberries
1 cup water
½ cup white sugar
¼ cup brown sugar
Reduce by half over low boil.
Strain.
Chill.
This was an excellent addition to fowl or wild game, but it was spectacular when paired with tropical fruits. The nuclear reddish-purple color made for splashy dessert plate presentations which, of course, went over well with our resort patrons.
I’ve been watching some basketball lately, but only because the Premier League has been quiet for an international break.
So I watched the Reds (playing in their blues) travel to City Ground in Nottingham only to be beaten 1-0 by ex-United striker Antony Elanga.
I can’t figure out this team, or their manager at all.
One step forward.
Five steps back.
My lack of trust in the medical profession, especially when it comes to Big Pharma, has me at least wanting to ask my own doctors about this new apple cider vinegar concoction that evidently (purportedly) is the answer to CURING Type 2 diabetes.
I have good reasons for my distrust as I sit here with one half of a leg because the idiot doctors did not address the root cause of my constant, incessant foot ulcers and amputations.
Instead of re-establishing good blood flow to my lower leg, they just kept taking out the scalpel and whittling away first my big toe and then several more from both feet until I had no choice but to have the lower leg removed.
They actually want me to go under the knife again to remove my left knee joint, but there is no bone infection. I do have a sore that has never quite healed completely, but as long as it is manageable, they can kiss my ass about doing any further leg removal, thank you very much.
But I am coming back.
Strong.
I just took a booking for one of my nursing home gigs on the 30th of this month and I am so happy to be getting out of my office to play some music for my friends.
Stay well.
