Okay, I’ve Gotta laugh…

The dog is “Mr Fabulous” after his grooming.

The majority of the excess fur he wouldn’t let me brush is gone. I didn’t have him shaved or anything but I did have a lot of the heavier fur clippered off so he looks a lot better and cleaner. He also seems happy about it.

That’s all good. This morning I see in the long range weather report that an actual hurricane has formed off Mexico and the storm track makes it look like Southern California is going to take a direct hit.

This means that within a few days… The dog will of necessity, be a muddy mess. (I haven’t been able to teach him to use people toilets.) Kiss that grooming money goodbye! LOL


A hurricane? Really? I’m conflicted… A CAT 3 or 4 storm might wash a lot of the ills of the cities away but then we’ll have to hear about it for weeks on end.

We’ll also have to hear from the climate change people how this is further proof that we need to destroy ourselves on the altar of reducing carbon emissions.

I ask this question. “We’ve been reducing pollution and carbon emissions for decades and the storms have gotten harsher in that period of time, so maybe we shouldn’t be reducing our carbon emissions?”

I know that logic is so full of holes I could drive several presidential motorcades through them. But I can’t help using the same flawed logic as a lot of the climate change nuts whenever there is an odd weather pattern.

You can’t point to a particular storm or weather event and say “Climate Change”, you have to back your focus out to trends over decades. When you do, you’ll notice that weather is overall a bit less harsh or destructive, but that you still have strong storms that are outliers.


I’ve lived in Southern California long enough to recall other hurricane systems hitting the area. I recall storm systems that lasted weeks as hurricanes rode up the gulf of California. Several of them entered the gulf as CAT2 or 3 then rapidly lost their punch, but the rain the hurricane carried with it was funneled right into San Diego and Los Angeles, then ran up the Central Valley bringing water to the farms we depend on for food.

Sure, a few ill thought out homes fell off cliffsides… whatever!

I have no more sympathy for people In those homes than I do for people in KY & TN who park their trailers next to a river that floods every year. It’s fairly predictable what’s likely to happen so the problem isn’t the storm, or whatever, it’s humans having no common sense!

This storm could present a problem for my neighborhood depending on how much rain we get. The San Bernardino Flood Control District has done a lot of “Work” uphill from us. Part of their “improvement” has been to change the angle of a dirt road they use. Now instead of the mud and debris from a heavy rain running into the wash that runs next to the dirt road as it should, all the mud and debris runs into the road in front of our houses and in some cases into our yards.

If the storm brings a lot of heavy rain suddenly, it could be a problem. I’ll be out there taking pictures because ALL of us on this street are trying to get the county to take responsibility for their screwups. I’m not holding my breath, the layer upon layer of bureaucratic protection on the part of the county is impressive. Photographic or video evidence is useful in driving the point home.


The other half forbade me from talking to the county. I took offense at the way they tried to defend themselves. They kept saying they were following the direction of X, Y, or Z department. When you followed up with any of those departments they claimed their orders came from higher up. None of them however could point to an origination department for the order. Apparently the decision to screw over a bunch of folks appeared on a computer one day and nobody knows how or why.

Needless to say this kind of thing really pisses me off. Someone has to have originated the command to the flood control district and authorized the expenditure. When you look for that person all you find are the authorizations to pay for ongoing work.

I told the country people exactly what I thought…

The county really doesn’t like being told that NAZIS at the Nuremberg trials consistently claimed, “I was only following orders.” Apparently county officials take offense at being compared to NAZIS. I can’t imagine why…

However, from then on the other half wouldn’t even take me to county public hearings. I suppose I was too volatile? Mercurial? Outright Hostile?


I probably should lay in some supplies. Charge the portable stuff and the like just in case, the idiots at Edison can’t keep the power on.

That storm is a CAT 4, moving slowly north. I doubt it will hit California as a CAT 4 because the Pacific cools off pretty fast as you head north. Hurricanes typically need warm water to maintain their strength. I think we’re going to see a lot of wind and rain maybe some thunder and lighting.

If I seem caviler about it, remember that I’ve got a range of fairly high mountains between me and the coast. It’s likely when the storm hits this area, it will expend a lot of energy on the other side of the mountain.

I wonder how LA and San Diego will handle the homeless. The tents will probably be alright, but the cardboard boxes will get soggy and moldy pretty quick. It’ll be interesting to see how LA Mayor Karen Bass deals with the situation or indeed if there’s any plan at all.

In any case, I hope you all have a great weekend and if you’re in Southern California you might want to make sure you’ve got some provisions close at hand if you need them.

Gentle Rain…

Last night soft rain began falling just as I was heading to bed. I love the sound of gentle rainfall and often use the sound of rain on the HomePods in the bedroom to fall asleep.

Last night the fake track wasn’t necessary, Mother Nature provided a natural soundtrack all night long.

Although about 1 or 2 am, the natural soundtrack was interrupted by a bunch of noise from jackass central where Crazy Pants and the other transient trash live.

I suppose that as much of a pain in the ass as it is. I’m going to have to start making noise complaints.

My hesitation about that is if I’m not going to be living here for much longer do I really care? Another consideration is if I start a “war” with those idiots, it could impact my ability to sell my house because if their behavior gets worse, it could scare off potential buyers. Fortunately the eye sore that it their property is mostly concealed by trees and other structures that don’t look like cover photos for “Homeless Beautiful, Your definitive guide to shitty living

I love that the police are always so concerned about Crazy Pant’s rights, but when asked what about the other neighbors rights they shake their heads. Technically it’s not fair to place the police in that metaphorical vise. It’s not their job to decide. Since Crazy Pants and everyone else in the neighborhood have equal rights, it’s for a judge to determine where the line is.

Eventually the noise died down at Crazy Pants place. I can only hope that they drugged themselves into a stupor or death. I know there’s no such luck on the latter so I’ll take comfort in the former. Once their annoyance quieted, the rain was back. The sound seemed a little louder, as if the intensity of the storm increased.

Perhaps Nature was just trying to drown out the shenanigans so the neighborhood could sleep soundly.

On thing of note about the noise was that the dog didn’t budge from his spot on the bed. When the noise started, he looked up, groaned, and went back to sleep. That’s a comment on the frequency of the disruptions coming from Crazy Pants place. Even the dog is disinterested. He’s a classy dog & they’re trashy primates.

It’s cool and overcast this morning. There’s a slight chance of more rain but I doubt it will happen. I’m thankful for the break in temperature and the quiet of the morning.

I won’t have to water the trees and there may have been enough rain to rinse the dust off the solar panels. That’s one of the things the brochures don’t tell you. Those panels on the roof have to be rinsed from time to time, dust and pollen have a measurable effect on the panel efficiency.

I’m sure there are additional chores that I need to do around here. With watering and rinsing off the list, I think I’ll have another cup of coffee and enjoy the morning a while longer.

Besides, the weather station here in the living room says we could have some thunderstorms. I’d like that, but I’d also be content with more gentle rain.

I don’t know what to make of this…

This is a maple tree in my neighbors yard that is often pretty accurate in predicting the seasons. This one leaf is autumn but the rest of the tree is still summer green.

I suppose it could be a misfire, or perhaps Winter will be early and long this year. Great! NOT what I want to deal with. After last winter I could do without snow for a while.

I’d hoped to be well into securing a new place to live by now. Trouble is Keyboards are a royal pain in the ass to dispose of. The harps are at least at a consignment store, but I haven’t found a consignment store to put the keyboards in. It’s not just the instruments it’s all the music all the paper work etc. I’m only one man and honestly, I’m having a tough time remaining motivated. I hate cleaning up someone else’s mess. I’m shitty at cleaning up my own messes! LOL!

As an aside, a couple of the harps have been sold already which is super nice. From the sound of it, the harps have gone to people who will play them and love them that’s a good thing, not that the other half likely cares.

That’s a funny thing. When I first lost the other half, I was adamant about the instruments going to people who would play them and love them. Now I’m not quite so driven about that.

It’s moved to the “Nice to Have” column and out of the “Necessary” column.

My view is evolving, I think that’s because the wound isn’t so fresh. Now, I’m recognizing that he’s beyond caring and perhaps I shouldn’t or don’t need to care so much either. Is this me being a bad person? Or me breaking faith?

I don’t think so, I think I’ve moving toward my hallmark pragmatism that my other half always liked.

He also knew that underneath my hard outer shell, I’m a sentimental softy. So either way, if he’s interested in Earthly affairs anymore he’ll be tuning in and laughing at me. On the one hand I’m my pragmatic self, on the other hand I’m all sentimental. He knew being caught between the two really pisses me off!

When the house burned, he was astounded at quickly I disconnected from the possessions and wrote everything off. I wasn’t un-caring but I didn’t’ want to spend time fiddling with things that would never be “Right” again. I was in “Toss It & Move On” mode.

I need to move into that Mode again.

I may also have to accept that I’m not going to be out of this place this year.