Interesting Overload

There’s an old Chinese curse, “May you live in interesting times”. I can imagine the originator was thinking of something like 2020 when he coined that phrase. 2020 has proven to be the most “interesting” year of my existence on as many levels as you would care to imagine. It’s only fitting we’re heading into what has to be the weirdest and most divisive presidential election in history. I cannot, for the life of me, understand how anyone cannot see beyond the tragic level of narcissism the Twitterer in Chief is afflicted with. I know highly intelligent people who continue to support him and I’m just mystified. While the country is descending into another surge of the virus he’s claiming we’re “rounding the corner”. I know his appeal to some is the fact he’s an outsider but while I’ll agree with that sentiment he must at least be mildly sane which Trump is not. Others look at his supposed business acumen but as more and more of his past business dealings become public we know that to be a falsehood as well. The only thing he seems to have been good at was failing and then getting litigious. As with most things in life, the evil can be traced back to lawyers (sorry to my barrister friends and cousins). One of my biggest regrets in a year full of them (very interesting that) will be the lack of a celebratory party on election night.

FBR, Picture Perfect This Morning

My plumbing project is not going well. I did everything right but the new system while it works, still leaks. I think there might be a crack in the tank. 2020. Again. I’m getting my new driver’s license today. I had to schedule an appointment and will have to bring a boatload of documents to prove who I am as the state is moving to Real IDs, whatever the hell that is. I’m doing it through AAA which seemed a much safer place than the RMV office. Granted, a crack house is probably safer than that benighted place.

Latest Man Cave Puzzle Completed

It’s picture day in New Jersey and the FBR is fully prepared with a new dress and an appropriate attitude. During our breakfast call this morning I could tell her parents were hovering close to insure nothing got spilled on the new dress. The FBR, for her part, seemed to revel in her notoriety. Nothing new there.

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RECURRING CHARACTERS                                           

BR3 – granddaughter #3, BRS - Blog Reader the Sequel - second granddaughter; FBR - First Blog Reader - first granddaughter, ABFA – Amazing Best Family Athlete = my daughter in law; Wingman – my son in law; Keene Friends 1 & 2 – friends since high school from my home town of Keene, NH; Soxfather - my brother in law; Great Aunt - my elder sister; Cantankerous Friend – friend since grade school who likes to argue about everything, poses as radical leftist to attract women; Pittsburgh College Roommate – high school friend, also a “Minor Celebrity” in Pittsburgh; Deckzilla – our backyard deck which grew to monstrous dimensions once my wife got involved in planning; Maine and Virginia Musqueteras – two close friends of my wife – her US sisters, my wife is the 3^rd musquetera (musketeer); Riggins - also known as the Grandpuppy, son's dog; PanaGals – female relatives/friends of my wife from Panama; Panamanian/Latin Mafia – inevitable group of Latino friends my wife accumulates wherever we have lived & their spouses; Neighborhood Mafioso - wife's close friend and Panamanian mafia member, Favorite Panamanian - the wife (of course); First Friday – celebrations to mark the First Friday of the Week; Curbside Girls – close friends of my daughter acquired during her single days in Brooklyn