Wednesday, February 7, 2018

Dear Madame Zoltar

Hello, my friends and fiends!  How are you?  It appears that winter has made a fierce return to southeast Wisconsin.  It will probably snow in May.  May.  Don't get too excited, but I think spring is near.  The sooner, the better.  For me, spring is usually gone by the time I realize it's happening.  I will try this year to stop and smell the roses more often.

I've read where Foxconn plans to make its headquarters in Milwaukee.  Hey, Mayor Mason, did you even try to get them to put their headquarters in Racine?  That's a big part of your job: pimp the city.  I wonder if you even tried.

Not surprisingly, the Shannon family is suing the city and the police officers involved in Donte Shannon's death.  He's getting much more attention dead than he ever did alive.  Why wasn't Donte taught to obey police officers?  This crap with running away from the police, and then expecting to be treated as if you hadn't,. is just that: crap.  Fleeing an officer is a crime unto itself.  Why do some members of our society keep reiterating that they don't have to follow the "rules"?

Ah, ptooie!

I'm trying to get the taste out of my mouth.

The flu season is here, with a vengeance.  I got vaccinated and, so far, I haven't caught the flu.  From what I hear, it's a terrible disease.  They are planning on more deaths this year than most.  It's not too late to get the vaccine.

Señor Zanza continues to spoil Junior by lending him his car often.  Junior, of course, picks up some friends and they drive around making smoochy noises at attractive women.  If one landed in their lap, they'd freak out.  Somehow, Junior thinks this is "cool."  Unfortunately, so far Señor Zanza has resisted Junior's attempts to get him to buy a Corvette.  Or any "cool" car.  A Ford Probe sounds just awful to me, but that's what Señor Zanza owns.  Not quite the racing machine that Junior wants.

Well, I'll have to end it here.  I have a lot to do today.

Be careful if you're driving or walking in the snow.  I find myself mincing my steps if not my words.  Small, baby steps.  Do whatever works for you.  I love you all.
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