Thursday, February 26, 2026
It feels like summer already here in Tucson. Temperatures in the 80s. Flowers and citrus trees blooming. It smells nice sitting on my porch except the many, many times the neighbor to the north smokes pot and the fumes drift towards me.
So last Sunday morning Matt saw that my rear passenger window was broken on the cursed car. And then I found that the steering column had been torn up. Again. Last time was in October 2024. So the cursed car is now at an auto repair place. Once fixed it is going away. No Hyundais for me EVER. I'm going to take money out of my 401K and purchase an SUV.
They draped a safety vest over the window to climb in.
Puff.
Ruby.
Cannot wait for the day, you know what...
Ruby.
Clyde.
Smokey.
Matt and I stopped by Habitat for Humanity and I purchased this painting for three dollars. I really like the skiers, bright and cheerful.
I go on the White House Facebook page and call Trump a FUCKING PEDOPHILE. Or other things. Last week Bette Midler liked my comment.
Every day seems like hell. Three more years? Hopefully he will be dead before then.
