Texans without Electricity Yada Yada Yada

Let me begin by stating I have never worn sweats over pajamas to run errands, but on February 13, 2021 in Dallas, Texas I did. I have lived here long enough to know if weather forecasters mention snow, grocery store shelves resemble the fields after a locust invasion.

I felt a bit silly as snow predictions rarely materialize here, but who wants to go without coffee anytime, especially when the weather is awful.

It was a quick trip, and I did not see anyone I knew; one of the few advantages of the mask – total anonymity.

Back home while unloading the groceries, birds, hordes of them, began to swarm overhead zigzagging crazily and chirping. It was a creepy moment and I wondered if mother nature was giving them a heads up.

She was.

The next day we woke to a cold house, and no power. It would be the first of three days, that I wore insulated underwear under pajamas, under fleece lined sweats, under a heavy fleece lined bathrobe.

I’m here to tell you Dr. Zhivago’s romantic romp in an ice castle is total bull.

We made it the first day with sterno can soup and coffee huddled with the cat in a room with a propane heater, open window and carbon monoxide detector. I was thankful to have fully charged laptops and extra power banks for phones.

We were fortunate as we had rolling electricity after a day and a half. During that time, a mad dash to prepare hot food and coffee to put in a thermos occupied our time.

Rick Perry said, “Texans would be without electricity for longer than three days to keep the federal government out of their business,”

Rick did not waste one nano second to work for the federal government after his failure at Dancing with the Stars.

When Trump’s ship sank, Perry joined the board of LE GP, general partner of Energy Transfer.

I’d bet my last cup of coffee, on February 14, 2021, Rick Perry was not in a sub-zero home wearing insulated underwear under pajamas, under fleece lined sweats, under a heavy fleece lined bathrobe.

Rick Perry can go straight to hell.

Pandemic Skills

Thankful to have thus far escaped COVID-19; I have tried to embrace the “cup is half full” concept and find the light through a dark time.

During this period of isolation, some got their doctorate degree, mastered baking or learned a new language. I am a slug; my ambitions are nowhere near that lofty.

A recent trip to the vet indicated our cat Maxwell developed dental plaque. The teeth cleaning procedure at the vet is pricey and involves anesthesia. I love him, but, if it’s my teeth or his, he will have to be content with soft food.

I turned to YouTube for solutions. I even stumbled across a video on how to trim your hair and not look like you were recovering from a head lice treatment.

A YouTube video featuring a fluffy adorable cat having its teeth brushed looked easy enough.

Maxwell is super smart and a mama’s boy, so I knew he would fall right in line with the program. Wrong! He wanted no part of this regimen. No amount of cat treats enticed him to cooperate.

I discovered playing to his male vanity was the ticket. When viewing his “pretty boy” image in the bathroom mirror, he grudgingly accepted having his teeth brushed.

As for me, I’m proud of my new skill. It is not a lofty achievement, but the cat has a beautiful smile.

Trump and The Music Man

As a parting shot ending his reign of terror, the leader of the Trump Crime family revived the Howard Hill role from “The Music Man.”

Hill, a seasoned huckster, duped the townspeople into starting a band and purchasing uniforms and instruments from him. After pocketing the money, he planned to hike it out of town.

Hill’s scam of uniforms and instruments are chicken feed compared to Trump, the master huckster, and song and dance man,

According to one source, Trump’s latest fundraising swindle suckered supporters into  raking in about 170 million dollars to help fight false election claims.

While Melania is measuring for new curtains at Mira Lago, Trump is riding out the rest of his term squeezing the last nickel from duped supporters.

In the “Music Man”, the big-hearted townspeople let Hill go free.

Trump’s latest money grab falls far below any standard of human decency; no surprise there. What is surprising is the number of citizens and elected officials who continue to support him. Are these folks big-hearted or stupid?

The taxpayers will continue to pay for his protection when he did so little to protect us.

The Trump administration has been a comedy/tragedy performance. There is nothing lyrical about the past four years. (well, I can think of a song or two that express my thoughts, but best kept to myself.)

The end of the Trump Apprentice for Presidency show is in sight and that’s the best gift I’ve received in four years.