Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Two Wee Hours Weather & Political Vexations; Knoxville and the Wigsphere, er, Sunsphere; and Prelude to Some Sunday Patapsco Park Pics

A sign for Relay, a village of a sort in the Census-designated place of Arbutus, Md., 3:26PM August 28, 2016.


It's damn near 3:20AM as I start this entry. However, I am up this late because I was actually doing some work-related stuff that I needed to finish.

It's far too late for an update -- and that is just as well, since I'm deeply pissed off, er, vexed by both the weather and politics.

Yours truly and my mom at the Double T diner, Pasadena, Md., 12:57PM August 28, 2016.


Weather-wise, it's still too damn hot (and humid) with insufficient chances of rain and two amorphous tropical depressions that -- courtesy the usual ill-timed frontal boundary -- will make a right-hook and bee-line to miss the mid-Atlantic over the next several days).

The GFS hour 324 "fantasy panel" from the 6Z Aug. 29th, 2016 run showing a mid-Atlantic direct major hurricane strike at 18Z on, yes, September 11th, 2016.

No, I don't want a massive hurricane.


For politics, in addition to the inexorable trend (seen in the FiveThirtyEight presidential election forecast model) whereby Trump -- in the absence of additional world-scale atrocities "naturally" trends up in the polls to parity with Hillary, and that's considered normal, we have the New York Times -- that otherwise stellar newspaper second to none in the United States but with political reporting as shitty as any other outlet -- calling it "a cloud over the Clinton campaign" (not bothering to link to article) because the husband of Clinton's top advisor and long-time confident Huma Abedin -- the sexting idiot and appropriately named Anthony Weiner -- got caught doing it again, resulting in their marital separation and rightwing flying monkey shit-flinging glee (in this case, the New York Post).

Chester at the edge of the Patapsco River, Patapsco Valley State Park, on the Baltimore-Howard County line just upstream of the Thomas Viaduct, 4:06PM August 28, 2016.

Chester was looking -- and finding -- baby crawfish and other creepy-crawly things that are, apparently, evidenced that the Patapsco is not as hideously polluted as it used to be, at least in that portion of it upstream from Baltimore.


Meanwhile, the lunatic Donald Trump -- that the media are desperate to normalize to have their usual presidential horseshit horserace campaign -- can say or do truly anything and that's just fine. "Oh, that's just The Donald ..."

The article went so far as to say that voters will "be reminded of" Bill's 1997 infidelity, and somehow this will cause millions of people to spontaneously turn away from Hillary. Stupid. That's the kind of "analysis" that gets Cokie Roberts all excited.

Downtown Knoxville, Tenn.


As an update, I went to the gym tonight and had a decent workout. The pool is open again as well -- filled up and opened. Here at home, in addition to doing two loads of laundry, I completed a "brochure" of sorts on the City of Knoxville -- for the attendees (most of whom are European) of an upcoming technical conference there. I've been looking up all kinds of stuff about Knoxville at the event venue.

The Sunsphere and World's Fair Park, Knoxville, Tenn.


It has been an odd experience, especially as I've only been to Knoxville once -- just passing through it on November 28, 1981 en route in the backseat of a 1981 Cutlass Supreme as a just-turned-12-year-old with my mom and stepfather (Ray) heading back from my brief stint in Texas to what would be the start of my Maryland life (and that led, eventually, to my D.C. life).(I know the date because we arrived in Maryland the following day -- the day actress Natalie Wood drowned.)

I remember reading (on a map or some sort of brochure that we had) about the World's Fair that was to happen -- and being chagrined that this amazing fair involving the ENTIRE WORLD was a year in the future.

The Sunsphere and fountain on a nice summery day, World's Fair Park, Knoxville, Tenn.


Now it's fully 34 years in my past. Ah, but the Sunsphere is still there, shining, er, reflecting brightly, as it were, at least on a sunny day. (And it's not, per that Simpsons episode, the "Wigsphere.")

Screenshot from "The Simpsons" episode "Bart on the Road" in which Bart, Martin, Milhouse, and Nelson go on a road trip that takes them to Knoxville.

Here Milhouse is reading a very old guidebook -- with the dilapidated Sunsphere -- now the "Wigsphere" -- behind him.


OK, I'm going to end now.

Yours truly in Patapsco Valley State Park at the Elkridge Landing historic site sign, 4:01PM August 28, 2016.


I have about a dozen pictures that I would like to post from my Sunday afternoon outing with Chester in which we walked into a portion of Patapsco Valley State Park at the boundary of the Relay section of Arbutus and Elkridge -- at the site of the Thomas Viaduct, which is the place I was trying to name in my previous entry.

(To be clear, I've posted four of them in this entry even though they aren't thematically related to most of what I'm writing.)

Chester on the CSX and MARC Camden Line tracks, Relay/Arbutus, Md., 3:35PM August 28, 2016.

We walked along the tracks for about a half mile until we found a spot into the park. Speaking of spots ... "You see that spot? It'll never come away ... Right there." --


Tomorrow is a non-gym night. I'm probably going to stop at Trade and Floriana. I'm unsure if I'll update the blog tomorrow night or the following day.


Sunday, August 28, 2016

REGULUS BLOG ENTRY #2,000: For Better Or Worse, Still Posting -OR- OH, THE HUMANITY!

"Waiting for Tonight" music video by Jennifer Lopez, video screenshot.

I have always liked this Jennifer Lopez song, but I prefer the Hex Hector remix. The images above and below are taken from the original version and featured in this YouTube video.


(I started this entry on Friday evening but was not able to post it until Saturday night just after midnight Sunday morning.)

ENTRY #2,000

Honestly, I had planned a much bigger and more thorough entry to celebrate the occasion of my 2,000th blog entry, but as I start this, I'm just not feeling it.

Another screenshot from the "Waiting for Tonight" video by Jennifer Lopez.

The video features an interesting New Years Eve 2000 dance club montage -- including how there is that momentary pause at the moment 2000 arrives there is a brief power outage -- calling to mind Y2K or, alternatively, low Protestant fundamentalist eschatology based upon numerology -- followed by power resumption and a wild orgiastic scene on the dance floor.


Besides, I really don't need an excuse or special occasion to write about any of them.

Whether it be the money-and-power-mongering, but otherwise tasteless and classless Wall-P and its Staff, the Hysterical One, the Honking Goose, Shits-Off, Gasy the Chipmungorilla, Nag'em the Concerned Cheesecake-Eating House Hippo and her Methane Factory of a husband, M. WADE Tipamillyun and its "LIKE, OH MY GAWD, I'M SO GREAT!" suburban mall values, or Oooza the Unloved Crow Creature.

Or any of them.

Conversely, I don't have to write about them BECAUSE it is a special occasion.

Another screenshot from "Waiting for Tonight" featuring a young, sexually ambiguous man "ejaculating" a champagne bottle's contents. Gee, I wonder what that means ...


Alas, as I said, I'm just not really feeling it with this entry. Updated (prior to posting): OK, obviously, this entry ended up being quite long and complicated anyway despite what I just said. Indeed, this has become one of the most convoluted and protracted entries I have ever written.

Damn blinding ball of plasma.

Today (Friday, Aug. 26th) was another disgustingly hot and humid day with highs in the 93F to 95F range. The only daily record high set, though, was at KIAD with 95F -- tying the daily record set on three previous occasions. Dew points were around 70F during the midday hours. Updated: Saturday, Aug. 27th wasn't much better.

Yesterday (Thursday, Aug. 25th) evening was the worst in terms of humidity with a dew point reaching 77F at one point at KDCA (and I felt it as I walked around after work with Chester, who was in town -- more on that below).

There is no serious chance of rain until at least the middle of next week. Furthermore, all the talk of an active Atlantic hurricane season has been just that so far -- talk. This includes all the yammering about a tropical wave -- dubbed 99L -- that would be super-hurricane Hermine that now looks like it will remain basically just a disorganized area of showers and thunderstorms (that I wish were here).

GOES floater visible and infrared image for the Bahamas and Greater Antilles, 1545UTC August 26, 2016.


At the 8PM hour (on Friday, Aug. 26th) , it is still 90F at KDCA with a 69F dew point or a heat index of 95F. There is one little rain shower / thunderstorm down near Charlottesville and -- interestingly enough -- I can see its hoisted up cloud top in the distance to my southwest (looking out my 5th floor window).

June-July-August (climatological summer) average (mean) temperatures at KDCA, KBWI, and KIAD for the period 1966 - 2016.

Image taken from CWG entry linked directly below. (Unsure why Jason and Ian decided to put KDCA in blue, but I tried to match the trend lines colors in my caption.)


I would like to call attention to this CWG entry: Data show marked increase in D.C. summer temperatures over past 50 years.

Warmest high & low temperatures for Washington, D.C., for the full NWS climate period of 1872 - 2016.

This includes both the pre-and-current National Airport period.


I haven't trolled the trolldom of the comment section to see what angry, stupid old men in their Depends undergarments and "alt-right" provocateurs have to subtract from this conversation.

This seems like a good segue into a political discussion ...

Hillary Clinton speaking at Truckee Meadows Community College in Reno, Nevada, August 25, 2016.


Yesterday (on Thursday), Hillary Clinton delivered one of the most important speeches of her campaign. It was in Reno, Nev., and it was on the topic of Donald Trump and his relationship to the quasi-white supremacist online community (if I can use the word "community"; maybe "mob" is a better term) known a the "alt-right."

The Madam speaking at Truckee Meadows Community College, Reno, Nev., August 25, 2016.


The full transcript of the speech is here.

Here is what I believe to be the best line from that speech:

"A man with a long history of racial discrimination, who traffics in dark conspiracy theories drawn from the pages of supermarket tabloids and the far reaches of the internet, should never run our government or command our military."

As for the alt-right, I would like to direct your attention to this detailed and very informative article by Dylan Matthews of Vox.com. It looks as though he originally wrote it back in April and just updated it given the news hook of Hillary's speech yesterday.

Donald Trump's quacked-off-his-ass "Doctor" Harold Bornstein, the clown who declared, "If elected, Mr. Trump, I can state unequivocally, will be the healthiest individual ever elected to the presidency," in a note it took him 5 minutes to write while Trump's limousine waited outside. Story here.


The whole discussion of "neo-reactionaries" and how they are the descendants of Pat Buchanan's paleoconservativism is quite interesting, especially how and why these people fundamentally reject democracy (even managing to link it to Stalinist totalitarianism), and how this belief system differs from garden-variety (and incredibly annoying) libertarians.

Summing it up all, though, Matthews writes:

"Insofar as the alt-right's role in the Trump movement matters, it matters because it suggests a route for Trumpism to survive past Trump. If the polls are right, Trump is set to go down in fiery defeat in November, crushed by Hillary Clinton. But win or lose, Trump has shown that overt contempt for racial equality, naked tribalistic appeals to white racial solidarity, and vaguely authoritarian rhetoric can add up to a very successful campaign, at least within the Republican Party."

"That gives the alt-right new relevance, and helps convince its members that America might be ready for their ideas. It also opens the door for a more sophisticated future candidate, one reared on alt-right arguments rather than stumbling into them the way Trump has. Such a candidate could effectively whip up an alt-right base of support, but potentially use it more intelligently and effectively than Trump."

As for the noxious denizens of the Alt-Right, reportedly they can't be more thrilled with the publicity because, well, that's how they are.

Left: Finn taking a ride in Suburban Atlanta with Chris T., Aug. 25, 2016.

Oh, yes, here is a good Vox.com piece by Matthew Yglesias on what a major mess is the Associated Press's "big exposé" on the Clinton Foundation -- searching for all sorts of world-historic-scale wrongdoing when there is nothing of the sort.

Of course, that (and the fact that every such mainstream media Hillary hit piece of the past 25 years has been such a mess) won't (and hasn't) matter(ed) to the hordes of Hillary haters out there who've been brainwashed over the past quarter century to see her as Absolute Evil Incarnate.

Cher and Hillary Clinton in an awesome and wonderful Instagram picture (possibly in June 2016). 


As an election horserace update, Hillary's chances of winning -- per the FiveThirtyEight.com modeling suite -- have trended down somewhat from a high of nearly 90 percent shortly after the convention to just over 80 percent today (Aug. 26th, 2016).

Here are the two key images from the FiveThirtyEight political site:

FiveThirtyEight.com odds for Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump winning the 2016 presidential election and state-by-state poll-based electoral map configuration as of August 26, 2016.

FiveThirtyEight.com trend line of the odds of Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump winning the presidential election, June 8 - August 26, 2016.


Assuming she does win -- and I just can't imagine what would happen if Trump manages to pull off a victory -- here is a useful Jonathan Chait piece on why she doesn't need that bullshit argument of "a mandate": Hillary Clinton Can't Win a Mandate, and That's Okay.

Sorry, Washington Consensus / Washington Post editorial board. We know how tingly you get all over -- and how your dress rides up -- at the thought of "Bipartisan Consensus" and "mandates" for "entitlement reform" and "free trade." Idiots.

The Madam speaking at the Democratic National Convention, July 28, 2016.


As an update, this was another shitty week in my personal life while my work life continued to proceed more or less on track.

Flag pole outside DOE HQ, Washington, D.C., 6:17PM August 25, 2016.


I continue to burn numerous bridges, so to speak, in this shitty D.C. gay-o-sphere (or in the words of La Roux in their song "Bulletproof": I'm "burning bridges shore-to-shore"). There was some serious Real World unpleasantness with Larry's Trap-House / Opium Den / and Vapid Gay Boozer Lounge on Wednesday night, and I have been BANNED from there for life as long as the current awful management is in place.

YES!! I couldn't be happier. No, really. Seldom have I ever been treated more like crap and had worse times than at that useless place.

The Honking Goose and Psycho-Gollum were there but not Uncle Fester (at least that's how I remember it). The following day 438PM call (while at work!) from an inebriated Crypt Keeper was interesting -- all the more so because I just hung up the phone. (To be clear, I happened to see the call come in and answered it. I rarely answer my phone and NEVER have on the ringer.)

As usual, that kind of occurrence followed what had been a good night.

The Enid Haupt Garden, Smithsonian Institution, Washington, D.C., 6:19PM August 25, 2016.


Oh, and Thursday was rough. Indeed, I had planned just to go home after work on Thursday, but Chester unexpectedly called me mid-afternoon to say he would be in D.C. We arranged to meet when I got off work. We met in the Enid Haupt Garden of the Smithsonian and walked via the Washington Monument into downtown and to Dupont.

The Smithsonian Castle, as seen from the Enid Haupt Garden, Washington, D.C., 6:20PM August 25, 2016.


There were too many goddamn kickball and other sports league players on that portion of the National Mall -- even while the bulk of the Mall remains fenced off for that interminable re-sodding project that involves a whole lot more than just putting in a new carpet of grass but instead undoing a century's worth of massive soil compaction.

The Washington Monument at dusk, Washington, D.C., 6:29PM August 25, 2016.


Anyway, we walked in the horrendously humid evening into downtown, stopping at the Bottom Line, but the otherwise nice place was, as usual, so loud that we left. The place is trying to appeal to a millennial crowd with a suburban hip-hop bent, and there is a weird nightclub next to it where, I assume, people go to "pre-game."

Base of the Washington Monument, Washington, D.C., 6:36PM August 25, 2016.

I'm not sure what this guy was trying to do. In the scores -- maybe hundreds -- of times I have been there over the past 24 years, I never saw anyone do that.


We instead went to the Black Rooster ("the Ebony Cock," the owner jokingly calls it) , and that was nice. Later, we went briefly to Trade and then I saw him off at the Dupont Circle Metro.

There was a brief encounter with M. WADE's Beloved Crow Creature, but I don't feel like relating it now -- except to say that the Crow Creature is the quintessential embodiment of a gay D.C. culture in the context of a Washington Consensus neoliberal world order.

How else to explain the weirdness in which he tried to sound all intimidating by telling me that the friend he was with is a police officer -- trying to get the words out as fast as possible.

The Crow Creature might as well have said -- and clearly earnestly meant -- the following:


Oh, dear. Whatever will I do??

Oh, God, another BROOKINGS PANEL with the besuited Washington Consensus crowd in their usual D.C. neoliberal moral circle jerk and ethical daisy chain.

Fred Hiatt, Benji Wittes, Sebastian Mallaby, and Ruth "Mother" Marcus get tingly all over when they see this.


"He said what??" Chester asked incredulously and found the whole thing quite funny. "Guess you'll turn over a new leaf starting tomorrow!" he laughed.

For tomorrow, I am heading up to Anne Arundel County to visit my mom for one night. She, Ray, and I are going to a Bowie Baysox evening game -- our "make up" attendance for the one that was rained out in July. Apparently, it's bring-your-brat-children night, so there's going to be an even larger contingent of them than usual. Update: We did not do this but instead went to dinner

Meridian Hill Park as seen from 16th Street NW, Washington, D.C., 6:17PM August 26, 2016.


On Sunday, Chester and I are supposed to meet -- I'm going to try to have all of us meet for lunch -- and then I'm going with him, possibly to take a hike in a stretch of the Patapsco Valley State Park on Sunday afternoon. There is a gorge above which passes the MARC Camden train line somewhere near Ellicott City. Actually, I'm not quire sure where it is, but Chester thinks he knows.

Anyway, I should be back on Sunday evening. Next week, I resume my normal gym routine.

And with that, I'll end this 2,000th blog entry.

I may try to post a jukebox Saturday night entry tomorrow night from Anne Arundel County, but that's doubtful. If not, my next entry will likely be late Sunday or on Monday.

Updated before posting ...

I'm writing this final part of this entry on Saturday night (and formatting early Sunday morning). I'm here in Millersville, Md., at my mom and Ray's place. I'm just here for one night. I took the MARC train to Odenton and then we went to Libations in Millersville for dinner.
An old house along Odenton Road, Odenton, Md., 4:38PM August 27, 2016.


One family news item: My mom and Ray got rid of their nearly-never-used RV -- dipping into their retirement savings to pay it off -- and then donating it to a local organization that helps wounded veterans by giving them large motor vehicles including those with living spaces.

Libations restaurant interior, Millersville, Md., 6:23PM August 27, 2016.


I would like to point to one additional political-themed article by Oliver Darcy on Business Insider that I think is really worth reading: Donald Trump broke the conservative media.

It's too intricate and lengthy to adequately excerpt but I offer you these two paragraphs:

"America is a great place to make a living off an identity crisis. I mean, these guys just sold out to the highest bidder," said Rick Tyler, the former communications director for Cruz's presidential campaign. "If you're a conservative, you couldn't have possibly gotten on board with Trump. It's not reconcilable."


"We have reached the bizarro-world point where, for all intents and purposes, conservatives are RINOs," said John Ziegler, a nationally syndicated conservative talk show host who called Andrew Breitbart a friend. "There is no place now for real conservatives. We've also reached the point, I say, we've left the gravitational pull of the rational Earth, where we are now in a situation where facts don't matter, truth doesn't matter, logic doesn't matter."

Awesome. Couldn't have happened to a nicer set of crazy Jacobins.

With that, I shall end this entry. It has been one of the most difficult and vexing to post due to the incredible slowness of Blogger on this computer (which I have encountered previously when using this machine). My next planned update will be Monday or Tuesday.


Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Regulus Blog Entry #1,999: The Outer and Inner Space Edition -OR- Prelude to the 2,000th Post

Updated 1:55PM 8/27/2016: See bottom of entry.

Yes, this is Regulus Blog Entry #1,999.

Late night, and I'm back from the gym, where I had a relatively good multi-part workout, although the pool is closed -- and empty -- ahead of a scheduled three-day shutdown of the entire gym to scrub it down and repair things. Given that I am visiting my mom this weekend, I won't be able to go on Saturday -- and so won't be there again until Monday of next week.

L'Enfant Promenade on a pleasant summer day, Washington, D.C., 2:03PM August 22, 2016.


Speaking of pools, I have been having multiple dreams of late involving swimming pools -- sometimes empty, sometimes me at the bottom of it, swimming about. These dreams are always at the University of Maryland, College Park or some weird hybrid of D.C., UMCP/College Park, and the Jersey shore with an endlessly expansive UMCP campus through which I am rushing, building after building, level upon level.

Another view from L'Enfant Promenade under a summer sky fleeced with fair weather cumulus clouds, Washington, D.C., 2:05PM August 22, 2016.


I continue to be worryingly non-billable at work, but it is late August and things are very slow with the federal government in general including the agency I support. I'm doing some overhead work that should actually be helpful for the company next year as part of the continuation effort.

One of the corner towers on the Smithsonian castle at sunset, Washington, D.C., 7:34PM August 22, 2016.


Last night, I stayed late at work and then walked home, transiting the Mall -- that lawn restoration project can't conclude quickly enough; it has been going on for years now -- and heading toward Dupont Circle via Metro Center. I stopped at the really expensive restaurant Mastro's Steakhouse, where I sat at the bar and had a glass of red wine and listening to a man-and-woman doing a piano-and-singing duo act.

I'd like to have dinner at that restaurant but it ain't cheap. (For interior picture, see below in this entry.)

I then walked up to Floriana grotto bar, stopping there for about 90 minutes where I fun time, before heading home.

An aerial view of a thunderstorm and the haboob it was creating over Phoenix; photo by Ryan Vermillion taken on August 21, 2016.

This image and the directly below appeared in this CWG entry.

As for the CWG, while I like it, and I have liked participating in the internet comment section over the years, the squirrel-like infinite supply of vapid internet trolls is beginning to depress me as too many have infiltrated the comment section of the CWG entries.

I'm sick of the climate change-denying Know Nothings, the anti-Hillary fanatics, and the alt-right provocateurs that foul up everything with their ignorance and poison. And the fact that all this garbage is celebrated as the highest form of "free speech" is even more annoying.

No, I don't have a ready-made answer for it -- at least one that would pass constitutional muster.


As for the weather here, it has been sunny and seasonably warm the past two days with highs around 85F and with lower dew points (around 60F) under mostly sunny skies. This is a lot more comfortable than what we experienced last week.

It is supposed to get hotter and more humid, though, and there really isn't any chance of rain for the next several days.

There could be some tropical cyclone formation next week that potentially impacts the Southeastern U.S. coast, but not really here in the D.C. area. The "H" storm would be Hermine. Also, of note, this is the year when my name -- Richard -- occurs in the Atlantic basin, but it's unlikely that we'll get that far, or if we do, that it will be anything but a minimal storm with no effects.

A microburst over Phoenix, August 21, 2016; see above CWG entry link for info on photograph.


Oh, by the way, it was 5 years ago today -- August 23rd -- that the magnitude 5.8 earthquake occurred here on the East Coast centered about 90 miles to the SSW of D.C. in central Virginia, epicenter located in Louisa County. I was on the 9th floor of a building next to L'Enfant Plaza and it was, well, scary. (Yes, I realize I won't have this entry posted until after midnight.)


Some political commentary ...

Having lived through the Clinton Wars of the 1990s -- starting with the Arkansas Project and culminating in the Monica Lewinsky impeachment farce that got the Beltway media / pundit crowd all worked up into a mouth-foaming lather about "moral turpitude"* -- I know intellectually fully well that the lunatic, indeed, atavistic Republican right will never give Hillary a moment's peace.

The fake scandal machine is a sort of thermodynamics second law-defying perpetual motion machine that has been going more or less continuously for 25 years with only intermittent breaks.

Nevertheless, it is still emotionally exhausting and exasperating. In the current era during Hillary's run against a would-be fascist and very real megalomaniac in the form of Donald Trump, the fake scandal are "emails" and it NEVER ends with the combination of the rightwing agit-prop group Judicial Watch** and the FBI itself continually reigniting -- seemingly intentionally -- this bullshit "story" of which the mainstream whore-media never tires by "(re)finding" more and more emails.

Whether or not it will work in causing it's ultimate goal, namely, causing Hillary to lose the election -- and thus Americans to lose their country -- remains an open question (and will until the election) although all the polling evidence still indicates she is significantly ahead of Donald Trump rather than tied, if only because she is running against Donald Trump rather than a "generic Republican."

Current FiveThirtyEight.com odds of Clinton and Trump winning the presidential election with trend line running June 8th - August 23rd, 2016.


Speaking of polls, Nate Silver has this very interesting piece about the USC Dornsife / LA Times tracking poll that consistently shows Trump doing much better than in other polls -- even ahead of Hillary. The piece is more about raw and discounted "house effects" in polls and why it's better to have outlier polls such as this one -- and adjust for it -- rather than "browbeat it" into a consensus submission.

Nate Silver's calculated raw and discounted presidential poll "house effect" as of August 23, 2016.


Notes from above

*I remember Wall-P, a.k.a., Pitty Shil, that font of Fred Hiatt's and Cokie Roberts's Beltway Received Conventional Wisdom, kept saying the phrase "moral turpitude" over and over again as if he had coined the term and was so brilliant.

"Eh. Eh. Eheheheh. At that time, I had just started out as an associate at Aching Rump and therefore my salary was only a fifth of what it is now, proving that top talent is eventually properly remunerated --"

Ohhh, shut-up, Wall-P, you legal stooge-bot.

**Be mindful that link -- to a great piece by Heather Digby Parton -- is on the Salon.com site, which is frequently malware infected. Also, just navigating on that site is very difficult due to the paralyzing amount of clutter and crap.

As a concluding thought, though, I tend to agree with Jonathan Chait that Bill and Hillary really ought to just shut down the Clinton Foundation at this point. It's too much of a distraction and ready-made target.

(It was from that piece that I got the very-apt term "lunatic" to describe her GOP tormenters.)

Speaking of Jonathan Chait, he had this hilarious piece (link embedded): Mass Lesbian Farm Infiltration Is Obama's Best Scheme Yet.

This has to do with the latest fevered fantasies from the rightwing political swamp, in this case, from Jabba the Hutt himself -- that would be Rush Limbaugh -- and it has to do with a USDA outreach summit for LGBT American living in rural locations.

So Thane Maynard, a world-class publicity whore when it suited his self-aggrandizing needs, now shuts down the Cincinnati Zoo's Twitter account because he doesn't like the negative publicity. Well, my hope is that no organization or government ever provides the Cincinnati Zoo with another gorilla or any great ape of any kind.

Oh, and nobody gets a hippo until I get one first ...


For tomorrow, I'm meeting Andrea after work for some dinner and/or drinks, though unsure where. We are planning our trip to South Carolina to see the August 21st, 2017 solar eclipse.

Smithsonian castle at sunset, Washington, D.C., 7:35PM August 22, 2016.


ENTRY #2,000: The Prelude

So my next entry is the big #2,000 and I want to put some thought into it. I'm going to try to post it on Friday evening / night, but I'm unsure. As I mentioned, I am away on Saturday into Sunday to visit my mom.

For my 2,000th entry, I intend to have the full panoply -- mélange -- of characters who have appeared on this blog over the years.

This includes Wall-P and The Staff; M. WADE Tipamillyun and its Beloved Crow Creature "Oooza"; the Palka - Cabra; Gasy the Chipmun- gorilla; Shits-Off; and the Honking Goose ...

... that's forever circling the airport with boring-ass stories in hijacked social situations; and, oh, just everybody I dislike ...

...Ya gotta phonebook??


OK, that's all for now. Heading off to bed. Maybe I'll dream of swimming pools and being at the University of Maryland, College Park not going to any of my classes or doing a lick of work while trying to get a FOURTH masters degree ...

Mastro's Steakhouse bar, Washington, D.C., 8:05PM August 22, 2016.

Here is a better picture of the bar area.


OK, goodnight. (I had a picture of me in the elevator pretending to be asleep, but, as ever, I looked stupid and ugly, so I'm not posting it.)

Updated 1:55PM 8/27/2016:

Apologies in the delay for getting entry #2,000 posted. It has taken me a while to post and it's still not done. In addition, it has been a difficult and tumultuous week (there was more drama and bridges burned in my failed D.C. gay-o-sphere life). My work life is OK, though, thankfully.

As for today (Saturday), I'm heading up to Anne Arundel County to visit my mom. I'm going to try to post the new entry tonight from her place in Millersville, but I still need about two hours to complete it.

End of Update and of Entry.