This morning, it was 29 degrees, and the feels like was 23!
There was a tiny bit of frost on my car.
It was a little chilly, or as my Southeast Georgia friends would call it, a MEGASTORM!
It won't stay that cold for very long. It rarely does. There is no snow. When it drops this low, it's a dry cold. When it warms back up to the 60s? That's when we will have precipitation.
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Personal Health Week Two: weight continuing to slowly creep down, same with blood pressure, and finally, glucose levels have joined the decline party! Still have miles to go, and I have to accept that the changes I'm making are permanent.
Saw myself in a mirror at church and realized, with horror, that the part that I am most eligible to play is Alfred Hitchcock. Oy.
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Streaming? Season Four of Van Helsing. One of those I started and now, by God, I am going to see it through. Not the worst series in the world. Just good enough to keep me intrigued enough to see what is going to happen next. At least the vampires in it are not glowing boy toys.
Reading? The Lincoln Lawyer by Michael Connelly. This is a trial/legal drama, one that was made into a movie a few years back with Matthew McConaughy. This may be how he got to be a sponsor of Lincoln cars and do all the those Lincoln commercials. Trust me, the book makes a lot more sense than those bizarre commercials.
Movies? Saw Dolittle at the theatres. Look, it's a children's/family movie, so you can't expect perfection. It was entertaining, with some impressive celebrity voiceovers. Robert Downey Jr.'s accent, however - it would have been better just to claim that Dolittle was an American living in England. Growing up, the Doctor Dolittle books were my favorite children's literature.
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The trail to convict and remove the greatest modern evil this nation has ever faced starts today, or as Midnight Mitch McConnell calls it, the Big Nothing. He'll do everything thing he can to shunt it aside, make it run at one in the morning, short circuit it, bury it, and proceed to Trump's grand exoneration speech.
And my Trumpeteer friends will be going, "See? We told you there was nothing there!
Sigh. The whole world has become the OJ trial, with each of us seeing only what we want to. Trump's entire team is filled with TV lawyers and performers designed to obscure and deny the truth.
If nothing else, we'll get to find out if the term moderate Republican means anything anymore. I don't know what disgusts me more, The rabid true believers like Lindsey Graham, or the woosies who feign objection and then just faint and fall in line.
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Benjamin is back at college once again. Alison is at work. I'm working more, although I am stubbornly taking today off. How much more I can do that, I don't know. But I need to begin serious editing of The Extra Credit Club.
Oh, and there might be a trial or something on TV.
Or, thanks to Midnight Mitch, I might need to gear up for a late night.
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