More Odds and Ends

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Our futile quest for rubbing alcohol today saw us come home empty-handed. I’m beginning to think we’ll never again be able to buy alcohol in the supermarket, or from any of the pharmacies. Are people bathing in it? King Ibn Saud once filled his swimming pool with Chanel No. 5. Maybe people are filling their swimming pools with alcohol.

On the plus side–have you noticed people are friendlier? More smiles, more waves, more “hi, hello, how are you?” Is that because they’re not stressing out with the commute to work? I’ve definitely noticed this, and I like it!

How come the comments slow down when I announce a comment contest?

Within 48 hours of us having to shell out almost $500 for my car’s repairs, Patty’s car is now in the garage, too. Engine misfiring. We still haven’t gotten our stimulus money. The only stimulus going on around here is us stimulating the auto repair industry.

Big plus–our ancient dogwood has come into bloom. It’s over 40 years old, and may be as old as 50. The squirrels persecute it, but the gallant little tree comes through for us with blossoms every spring. God is nigh.

Which is, of course, the best news of all: our Heavenly Father is never more than a prayer away. And sometimes even closer than that, if we but knew it.

And now it looks like rain, so let’s have a cigar.

14 comments on “More Odds and Ends

  1. On the subject of stimulus:

    Stimulus Proposal: $2,000 Payment Plus $1,000 Per Month Until 1 Year After Crisis Ends
    4/22/20 Ryan Guina

    It says it’s for “Americans” but it gives $2000 plus $1000 a month to non-citizens for a year. Non-citizens don’t even need a social security number, a bank account, or a job. But “Americans” do. This Stimulus II is from Ilhan Tlaib. If this passes I expect caravans of illegals will cross our borders to get this money so they can vote democrat in November. Attached to this program is DIGITAL CURRENCY. Quantum leaps here.

    1. I can’t believe anything anymore. Or I just don’t want to. PS: I don’t smoke cigars, although I did many decades ago smoke thin feminine ones, but I envy you, with your cigar, some brandy, a good book and God’s lovely rain… I LOVE THE RAIN.

  2. It’s hard to tell whether people are smiling when we’re surrounded with people whose lower faces are shrouded in masks — which is the case around here.

    I still won’t wear one of those masks, although I’ll have to try to get some in the next week or two, assuming there are any left in the stores. The salon where I used to get my hair washed every week has sent out a notice that they anticipate being allowed to open soon, but everyone who comes in must wear a mask. It’s going to be interesting when all the masks get sloshed full of water when our heads are bent back over the sinks — not to mention the strings getting in the way of scissors during haircuts. I think some brains need a little stimulating right now.

    Actually, I’d figured that some stores might require masks after the so-called re-opening, so I ordered some Trump bandannas. But they won’t be here for another week or so, and I certainly can’t get my hair washed while I’m wearing a bandanna that ties behind my head.

    1. Yeah, that shampoo ought to be memorable, once the mask fills up with water. I hope no one drowns.

      Most of the people walking around in my neighborhood are not wearing masks because they’re just walking, they’re not going to enter a store.

      I have enough trouble with the confounded mask–hot, itchy, and it fogs my glasses.

    2. In my city, people without masks are being picked up by police. Yet at the same time, the children on my block play outside together after 5pm and half the people in my neighborhood don’t wear the masks. I suspect the police pick ups are just media fear-mongering hype.

    3. You’re probably right.

      It’d be great if we could ever believe anything our so-called news media told us. But they hardly ever tell the truth. About anything.

  3. Car repairs are a drag, and expensive. When I was growing up people would buy a new car about every three years because they were only good for about 70,000 miles. Today my daughter drives a 2002 Toyota Matrix which she has put 265,000 miles on with not much need of maintenance.

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