Life of Wry

Ew.

We’ve been dealing with an infestation of cottony cushion scale in a particular tree in our front yard for a couple of years. Today, after numerous unsuccessful efforts to eradicate it, we removed the tree.

No more extremely gross sticky goopy stuff on the driveway, Jim’s truck, the trash cans, the roof… SO EXCITED!

They did other stuff in the backyard, too, as long as we were addressing tree issues: they removed a long overgrown shrub (that was about 15′ high and ever so gangly); they cleaned up a dying mayten; pruned a birch tree; and pruned a plum tree.

I just can’t tell you how great this all feels.

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You know what feels better, though?

This: #P01135809.

That is the inmate number assigned by Fulton County Georgia officials to the forever-disgraced, twice-impeached, and now four-times-arrested-and-booked ex so-called president. He posed for an obviously rehearsed mug shot photo (can you imagine him in front of the mirror perfecting that look?), designed to convey [I think] defiance, but which conveys to me that he’s a thuggy mob-boss lunatic.

I’m out of the prediction business — I have a terrible record — so I won’t guess what’s going to happen now. But today, while pathetic and sad for some, was, for me, a fantastic day of due comeuppance. I’m deeply needing some world class accountability and this (along with the other three indictments and a total of 90+ criminal charges!) is an excellent step on that path.

Meanwhile, sadly, a huge percentage of our grossly ill-informed fellow citizens are solid in their support for this master con, and they are sending ever-more money to their favorite billionaire (who spends nothing of his own money on his defense, thanks to them). Crazily, each and every time he gets arrested, their support strengthens. He is their idea of a great role model leader (he’s nothing of the sort) who represents their interests (not even close) and has elevated the US like no other president in the history of democracy (nope). Isn’t that just the weirdest?

So yeah, a good day. These arrest days never get old.