Teh Squeaky Wheel
"I see another “bombshell” “game-changer” “pivotal moment” “changes everything” “Trump is done” moment has occurred courtesy of John Bolton. Odd, the timing of this, but there you go."
Happy mid-week day, Wheelizens!
Purty color on today’s thread caterpillar; maybe teh frog doesn’t like blue food.
It took me a minute to fully grasp this street art; I like the whimsy of it:
Glad to read of Mrs. Sven’s J.T.-spotting; hope he’s not snubbing Sven’s cooking.
Happy Hump Day, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa!
I see that the evacuation order for the area below the Oroville Dam has been lifted -- with the warning that residents may have to evacuate again if the temporary repairs don’t hold. Given the amount of rain likely by the end of the week, I think I’d just stay out of town and avoid the rush when the next evacuation order comes.
Love the street art.
G’day, Paddy and Mac!
Maaaaan…getting a leetle tired of doing roof leak reports as the subject matter is mostly repetitious; there are only so many ways to describe a particular type of water intrusion. 😉
And I’m getting positively slaphappy from captioning photos. (Much as I’d like to, it’s probably a poor idea to write: “YOUR ROOF IS TOTALLY FARKED SIX WAYS FROM TUESDAY; GIVE US $118K AND WE CAN FIX IT.”)
Just saw that much of the L.A. area is expecting approximately 5″ from Thursday evening to Saturday morning; hope I can caught-up on current paperwork by tomorrow. Crikey!
For a change, it looks like SoCal is going to get more rain than NorCal. And speaking of change, I can already hear it jingling in your pockets, Fatwa!
Today is my aunt’s birthday. She would have turned 97 today. Sadly, she passed away last week. I think she was more than ready to go and the last several months werent all that kind to her.
Rest easy, auntie.
Absent from the body, present with the Lord.
My condolences, Sven.
I am sorry, Sven. That is always painful to lose one we love.
Thanks, guys. We flew back to the east coast to see her five years ago and I kept in touch with her as much as I could. Phone calls, cards, flowers. Could have done more in terms of that as I’d forget and skip a month with a card or not call as often as I could have. Silly how the really trivial things get in the way of the more important ones.
My cousins said she had a good send off the other night.
She was the last one of that generation. Feels odd not to have any from that set of relatives around anymore.