Molly, Kathy, Kamala in 2020s

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  • July 22, 2024, 4 a.m.
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So it isn’t just me. Kathy also looked up Molly, not to contact her, but out of curiosity, and hasn’t found any trace of her in years. More than likely, her online activity is now heavily restricted, just like Kim’s. I’m surprised it took Carol and those in charge of Molly so many years to realize they’d never change, but then it took me years to realize some people wouldn’t change as well. Sometimes the most obvious things take forever to sink in!

I really enjoy my chats with Kathy, and we seem to have a lot in common. It’s so nice to have a “head start” since we already know a bit about each other. It almost feels like there hasn’t been a 12-year gap. We’re just picking up where we left off, only we’re a little older and a little wiser now. It’s so nice to talk to somebody who is a good writer, seems pretty intelligent, and seems to be able to remember things. Honestly, insensitive or not, I am so sick of mental cases and stupidity! I hope our friendship lasts, but if it doesn’t, I’m going to enjoy it while it does.

So Biden finally did the smart thing and dropped out of the race and endorsed Kamala. He’s just too old, was a worthless president, and is getting a little demented. Trump is no better, of course, and sadly, even though Kamala’s Black, she doesn’t stand a chance against Trump. I don’t think anyone in the world does at this point, no matter what their race or gender. He’s just too loved. Obama is the second most popular president, and this criminal is definitely the first. I just don’t get it. I honestly don’t.

Tom and I both wonder who she’s going to pick as a running mate. I guess we’ll find out soon enough. Probably some other non-white woman if I had to guess. I would take Kamala over Trump any day, but she definitely focuses more on her own kind.

Later…

Guess we’re going to get some “dirty rain” over the weekend as a dust cloud from the Sahara blows over the Atlantic.

We’re also going to get rained with even more migrants… as usual. Damn, do I wish we could put another ocean between us and Mexico! I’m so sick of the US being expected to solve the world’s problems for them. They’re coming here like crazy because they know it’s only a matter of time before Trump makes it harder for them. Why doesn’t Biden just stand at the border and hand out welfare benefits to them too?

Doc A went on a near 8-hour run over the weekend, and I told her I can’t believe there are humans that can do that. She said she once thought the same. She’s been training for years but had some injuries slow her down. Then she celebrated with a cold beer… yuck! LOL

I don’t remember any dreams before the thunder woke me up, but when I went back to sleep for a nap, I dreamed that Tom and I went to some kind of resort that we went to annually. The hotel had 8-10 floors, and I knew my way around the place well.

It was late in the afternoon, and he was napping in our room. I decided we hadn’t been taking advantage of the pool, so I got up and went down for a swim. I was a little dismayed to find it so crowded, especially with little kids. But a split second later, Tom was with me, and we had just enjoyed a swim together. The pool was indoors, yet when I threw our towels into a large basket, I missed and they ended up in a nearby bush that left a bunch of little thorns in them. Some of them got stuck in me as I went to pull one of them out. I told Tom that because of it, he shouldn’t bother trying to get the towel that ended up further back in the brush.

Apparently, not wearing the one-piece bathing suit I’ve been wearing as an older person, I looked down and noticed an oval-shaped bruise on the right side of my stomach. I knew it was because I punched myself in frustration. Something in that area was hurting and annoying the fuck out of me, so my solution was to punch it, LOL. I hoped that Tom wouldn’t notice.
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