It seems if I get out of bed in the morning, it is invariably on the wrong side. Or is it? Could it be that all the news stations are geared to everyone except me and I feel that maybe I have outlived my usefulness? I love the news. I must confess I tend to watch one of the more liberal stations, but to each his own. For the most part the news is geared for some one way younger than me. The white headed old farts that I grew up watching and trusting are no longer with us and have been replaced by some young stud or studdette who stands in the middle of the empty stage clutching his/her tablet, which they never bother to look at. Apparently the message here is that they have one and I do not so ha! ha!
They think the fact that Kim Kardashian went to visit trump is big news, but sadly I do not give a shit. Wrecks, wars, catching a murderer, the scam going on that affects me is way more important to me than the fact that some young chickadee appeared on the red carpet in a see through dress immediately followed by the news that some lecherous old man looked at her and is now being charged with inappropriate sexual comments. But I am not going there and it is really not the news that ticks me off, but rather the weather.
I watch Jeopardy! every afternoon at 3:00 and again at 6:30 PM and that is when weather happens. I am treated to a little gal in her pretty little dress walking back and forth across a bare stage and pointing at a little red cloud with blue edges. Sometimes it is even in my neck of the woods. Now I heard her the first time. And then again 2 minutes later and again when I thought I might catch a glimpse of final Jeopardy! The bulletins are second only to her giving the regular weather when we are not in danger of blowing away. This is the time she tells me the "out the door temperature" and what I should wear for that. This is followed by my "drive home" time. Apparently this is not my weather station because I do not do the "Out the door nor the drive home" times she is talking about. My times are crawl out of bed time, Metamucil time, and Late night with David Letterman.
I used to be able to turn on the weather and they showed me a very clear picture of the jet stream and high and low fronts and I could pretty much figure it out, but now I have none of those things. Just the little woman walking back and forth with her tablet pointing at things that mean absolutely nothing to me and telling me the times this will happen in terms that imply I must work a 9-5 job or I really do not need to know what the weather is doing. So I have found me a weather site that gives me the jet stream, high pressure and low pressure and throws in a temperature or kind of a guess at it and does not force me to go "out the door" or commute back home from God only knows where. Like right now, I should be slowly creeping along on the interstate, but I am setting at the computer contemplating whether I should puree my food tonight or put in the dentures and live dangerously.
Thus ends my little rant for today. Hopefully I will be able to watch Jeopardy! tonight.
They think the fact that Kim Kardashian went to visit trump is big news, but sadly I do not give a shit. Wrecks, wars, catching a murderer, the scam going on that affects me is way more important to me than the fact that some young chickadee appeared on the red carpet in a see through dress immediately followed by the news that some lecherous old man looked at her and is now being charged with inappropriate sexual comments. But I am not going there and it is really not the news that ticks me off, but rather the weather.
I watch Jeopardy! every afternoon at 3:00 and again at 6:30 PM and that is when weather happens. I am treated to a little gal in her pretty little dress walking back and forth across a bare stage and pointing at a little red cloud with blue edges. Sometimes it is even in my neck of the woods. Now I heard her the first time. And then again 2 minutes later and again when I thought I might catch a glimpse of final Jeopardy! The bulletins are second only to her giving the regular weather when we are not in danger of blowing away. This is the time she tells me the "out the door temperature" and what I should wear for that. This is followed by my "drive home" time. Apparently this is not my weather station because I do not do the "Out the door nor the drive home" times she is talking about. My times are crawl out of bed time, Metamucil time, and Late night with David Letterman.
I used to be able to turn on the weather and they showed me a very clear picture of the jet stream and high and low fronts and I could pretty much figure it out, but now I have none of those things. Just the little woman walking back and forth with her tablet pointing at things that mean absolutely nothing to me and telling me the times this will happen in terms that imply I must work a 9-5 job or I really do not need to know what the weather is doing. So I have found me a weather site that gives me the jet stream, high pressure and low pressure and throws in a temperature or kind of a guess at it and does not force me to go "out the door" or commute back home from God only knows where. Like right now, I should be slowly creeping along on the interstate, but I am setting at the computer contemplating whether I should puree my food tonight or put in the dentures and live dangerously.
Thus ends my little rant for today. Hopefully I will be able to watch Jeopardy! tonight.
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