Hola. I realized today that it has been almost half a year (or maybe it already has) since I promised to set up a Spanish class and more than a month of living in Arizona and you want to know how many new Spanish words I have learned or taught myself.
Not a god damned one. Murrica, Fuck Yeah!
I have picked up a couple, but nothing that would help one speak the Spanish language. I mean how many times a day do you need to use the words “arroyo” or “tortilleria” or “carniceria” into conversation although now that I think about it I probably use the word carniceria way fucking more than my doctor would like me to with her always telling me that “You’re great there just needs to be less of you.” I’m just assuming she means physically, but who knows…
My sinuses have been kicking my ass the last couple of days- and don’t you fuckers run to the comments and tell me I have fucking valley fever or some other exotic bullshit it’s just my sinuses. Regardless, they have made me lethargic and feel like shit, so I have just been chugging a ton of water and taking it easy. Had several hours to burn before picking Joelle up from a work function, so I loaded Jack up into the car and we drove off to the dairy to return all the milk containers we had amassed, and after turning them in and getting a new half gallon, I decided to have a vanilla milkshake and because I asked real nice and they gave me an extra cherry on top. And it only came to a couple bucks.
I took the 202 on the way out and it was really pretty with the rolling hills and on the southwestern portion of the loop, the houses built into the hills were quite striking. I could live there were the houses not so close together. Little farther up to the west is the Gila River resort and casino. I just took Southern Ave to Baseline for the ride back, always on the lookout for something interesting. Went to Lowe’s to pick up a drill bit, then walked Jack for a bit and went to pick up Joelle.
I’m hoping I adjust to it. Still better than everything else hurting and being cold, I suppose.
I saw some clips of the Fani Willis testimony today and I enjoyed it immensely. The court may not hold these motherfuckers in contempt, but she and I are sure free to, and boy howdy did she:
“I listened to the argument this morning, where did an excellent job pointing out how dishonest you were with the court on Monday, and I'm actually surprised that the hearing continued. But since it did, here I am.”
Georgia DA Fani Willis on the stand. pic.twitter.com/I0ctZ9jgoV
— Skyleigh Heinen-Uhrich (@Sky_Lee_1) February 15, 2024
I feel better? How about you?
And for dessert there is this:
An FBI informant has been indicted on two counts of allegedly feeding the bureau false information about President Joe Biden and his son Hunter Biden during the 2020 presidential campaign.
Alexander Smirnov, 43, disliked Joe Biden and was arrested in Las Vegas after returning from a trip overseas, according to the Justice Department. The case grew out of the special counsel investigation being led by David Weiss, who is also leading the case against Hunter Biden. Weiss had been appointed by then-President Donald Trump as the top federal prosecutor in Delaware.
The 37-page indictment alleges that Smirnov had been a confidential human source for the FBI since 2010 and “provided false derogatory information to the FBI” about both Bidens after Joe Biden became a candidate for president in 2020.
Smirnov allegedly told the FBI — falsely — that officials with Burisma, the Ukrainian energy company that Hunter Biden worked for, had told him they hired Hunter Biden because he would “protect us, through his dad, from all kinds of problems.” Smirnov allegedly told the FBI — again, falsely — that Burisma officials had told him they paid Hunter Biden and Joe Biden $5 million and that it would take investigators 10 years to find the illicit payments to Joe Biden.
Ouch. That sure is going be a problem for Comer’s House “investigation.” Speaking of Comer, I misread something this morning that said Comer and thought it said “Comey” and shouted outloud “FUCK THAT GUY” and then when realizing it said Comer and not Comey I bellowed “AND FUCK HIM TOO.”
Thurston’s diet is going well and I thought I saw his spine for the first time today in a long while. And I mean his actual spine not a metaphor for courage, because he is still a cowardly little shit who starts things that yelps like bloody murder when other animals react. At any rate, here is a picture of the little bastard:
When Joelle is not around I like to remind Thurston that even his mother didn’t love him. And she didn’t!
I had other things to say but I forgot them.