I'm still trying to get my sea legs in this bizarro timeline. It was thrilling to see all the protests, and the feeble parade he threw for himself. One third of my entire town turned out to sing on the Commons. It would've been great to go, but wheelchairs and grass and rain don't go well together. I miss protesting!
Today Cheato von Tweeto's leaving the G7 "to attend to the Iran-Israel situation". My ass. I'm sure he's just being ignored and can't take it. Narcissists are vampires for attention.
Right? Every day is surprise day. Except it's usually bad, and quite surreal.
And I have the best vodka on Earth and can't drink it. These are the times we're living. Perhaps my mother was right, this is Hell. Where else would be so beautiful and cruel?
However, this may be the 3rd weekend of no rain or snow in 2025. It's raining today, of course.
Be well.
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