Author: Catherine

I went to bed early last night simply because I was exhausted from watching election “stuff” all day. However, I woke up at 3:30 a.m., tried to get back to sleep, gave up at 4 a.m., put on a pot of coffee, and read the election results.

Well, there is good news and there is bad news. And, there is election shenanigans news.

Let’s get right to Pennsylvania where a man who looks like Lurch dressed in a hoodie, who is clearly brain challenged from a stroke, and who was elected to the Senate. I’ve always known Democrats were not the brightest people, but I had no idea they were this stupid.

Georgia is undecided as of this morning when it comes to the Senate race. Warnock the Farrakhan follower and Walker are tied at 49%. Dear God, please let Herschel Walker win. Please!!!

Arizona – I can’t wrap my head around Arizona. Seems they had issues with their voting machines. Plus the fact that the elections official is running for governor (she is a Democrat), which seems suspicious if you are a conspiracy theory kinda person, which I am not. C’mon Kari Lake. Please win as governor.

New York – I don’t want to hear a peep out of New Yorkers about how bad they have it after they elected one of the dumbest twits I’ve ever seen as governor. The same goes for Michigan.

Florida – I have saved the BEST for last. Ron DeSantis and Marco Rubio kicked ass yesterday. As a Floridian, I am elated.

So, it’s nearly 7 a.m. and I’m going back to bed. Later … ~ce

I am the survivor of a violent crime that put three men in our state prison for a very long time. Family and friends know about it, and I’ve shared the circumstances online a few times.

This is not about that … this is about violence, in general.

I abhor it. Whether it is personal or political, and regardless of my personal feelings about a person or a group of people, acts of violence are something I never have participated in and never will.

It’s one thing to peacefully protest, but when people are hurt and property is destroyed, it’s no longer about protesting but more about hurting others in horrible, devastating ways.

You might have thoughts about particular individuals and what you would like to see done to them. That’s normal. Right?

Sometimes, especially online where all kinds of eyes can see what your say, it’s best to stay silent or be less expressive. No one wants the FBI knocking on their door. Right?

Let’s all be as safe as possible during this very difficult time in our lives.

As my sweetheart used to say: “Don’t make eye contact.”

Be safe. Vote. Avoid aggressive people. Go home to your loved ones.

See you after Election Day! ~ce

© Catherine Evermore. All rights reserved.

In all honesty, I don’t understand the “woke” people, and quite honestly, I don’t see how they are making things any better.

At my old age, if I wake up each morning then that’s about as “woke” as I’m ever going to get.

As we roll along to Election Day with promises from both political sides about how they are going to make our lives much better, what I’ve come to realize (more than ever before) is that I’m the only person who can make my life better.

I’ve heard false promises my entire adult life and the truth is that they suck.

So, if you want to be “woke” or “progressive” or whatever they are calling it today – because let’s face it definitions change with mood of the moment – then have at it. You do you, and I will do me.

Peace and love … Catherine

© Catherine Evermore. All rights reserved.

Landslide
by Fleetwood Mac

Why is a stress test called a stress test when you get stressed out just thinking about it and stressed out taking it? Mine is next week and I’m really stressed out.

Why did Joe Biden pardon those in federal prison for possession of marijuana when there is NO ONE in federal prison for possession of marijuana?

Why is it difficult to find Windows 10 just a few months before Microsoft stops supporting Windows 8.1? (Free download hasn’t been available for years.)

Why hasn’t the FBI interviewed Tony Bobulinski about Hunter Biden and Joe Biden and the Biden’s shady dealings with foreign countries? If you haven’t watched Tucker Carlson’s interview from earlier this week, find it and watch it. You won’t be sorry.

That’s all for now. Have a great weekend. ~ce

All The Gold In California
by Larry Gatlin and the Gatlin Brothers

Earlier today, I posted the following on Twitter:

This afternoon, I was reading the headlines on Breitbart News (something I do each morning and evening), when this story caught my eye:

Amy Klobuchar Mocked After Implying that Democrat Policies Could Help Prevent Hurricanes

And, there it was – my Twitter comment on Breitbart News!

Did Amy Klobuchar just suggest voting for Democrats will stop hurricanes?

"We just did something about climate change for the first time in decades. That's why [Democrats] have to win this as that hurricane bears down on Florida." pic.twitter.com/F9cDc7QAr9

— RNC Research (@RNCResearch) September 27, 2022

“Sen. Amy Klobuchar bizarrely suggests that voting for Democrats in 2022 will somehow stop hurricanes,” Tea Party Patriots observed as others chimed in:

Sounds like a threat. Vote for us, or the hurricanes will continue…lol

— Nick Freitas (@NickForVA) September 27, 2022

“Hurricanes or democrats, what’s more destructive?” one user inquired.

“Amy Klobuchar is the woman who ate her salad with a comb so don’t be surprised that she thinks Dems can stop hurricanes,” another remarked.

“Wow very weird!” another user exclaimed. “Taking credit for controlling the weather! Wow!!”

“If you vote for democrats, Florida will not get hit by this hurricane,” another mocked as one added, “Vote for me and I’ll change the weather.”

Klobuchar’s remark comes as Florida braces for Hurricane Ian, which is expected to make landfall on the state’s west coast this week.

https://www.breitbart.com/politics/2022/09/27/amy-klobuchar-mocked-after-implying-that-democrat-policies-could-help-prevent-hurricanes/

While I wait for Hurricane Ian to hit Florida, it's time to repost a blog from the past ... CE

It was a dark and stormy night. The year was 1964. Hurricane Dora hit us shortly after midnight on September 10th. The power was out for six days. Trees were down, streets were flooded, the beaches were a mess, President Johnson was coming to town, schools were closed, and our lives came to a halt.

It didn’t matter that we had to use candles at night to see where we were going. It didn’t matter that we used cans of Sterno in the barbecue grill to cook our food. We ran out of charcoal, and it was much too hot to use the fireplace. It didn’t matter that we couldn’t go to the beach. All beaches were declared disaster areas. We had water, the telephone worked, and we had a battery operated radio. Most important of all … we had each other.

A matter of great importance, at least to me, was that the Beatles were coming to town to perform at the Gator Bowl. The Beatles! Here! John, Paul, George, and Ringo were going to be at the stadium singing my favorite songs. I was beside myself. I was in love with George. If only we could meet. I would leave my boyfriend and marry George. Silly, foolish girl…

Dark and stormy soon became dark and gloomy. My boyfriend refused to take me to the Beatles concert. I, who had no money at all, offered to find a way to pay for the tickets. My soon-to-be-almost-ex-boyfriend said it wasn’t about the money … it was about him not wanting to see the Beatles. He was jealous of George. That had to be it!

Yes! It was about to become very dark and gloomy. I refused to talk to my steady beau until he agreed to drive to the stadium just so I could see the lights and maybe hear the music. The lights were bright, the parking lot was half full, and I couldn’t see a thing. The music was loud and the ground was vibrating, just a little. For a moment, that was good enough for me and all was forgiven.

I sometimes think about Hurricane Dora, President Johnson, Sterno, no school, candlelight, my former boyfriend, picnics on the family room floor, the stories our parents shared with us, the importance of family … and, of course, the Beatles.

© Catherine Evermore. All rights reserved.

Martha's Vineyard, a Massachusetts island, sits in the Atlantic just south of Cape Cod. A longtime New England summer colony, it encompasses harbor towns and lighthouses, sandy beaches and farmland. It's accessible only by boat or air. Vineyard Haven, on the eastern end, is a ferry port and the island's commercial center. Oak Bluffs has Carpenter Gothic cottages and an iconic carousel. ― Google

Cry me a river!

Millions flood Texas, Arizona and New Mexico illegally. What does Joe Biden do?

Joe Biden flies illegals to Florida and New York in the dead of night.

One of the flights to Florida brought a man who pretended to be a teenager. He was taken in by a giving family. Then, the illegal (who was not a teenager but a 20-something man) murdered the father of the family that took him into their home.

Fifty (50) illegals get sent to Martha’s Vineyard and you would think it was the end of the world.

Chicago is a sanctuary city and boy did Chicago’s mayor, Lori Lightfoot, go nuts whining and complaining when Chicago received a few illegals.

DC and NYC went batshit crazy because, as sanctuary cities, they don’t want illegals being sent VOLUNTARILY to their sanctuary cities.

Let’s place the blame where it belongs … on Joe Biden’s open border shoulders.

Joe put Kamala Harris in charge as the “Border Czar.” Kamala has yet to visit the REAL southern border, but she didn’t waste any time complaining that her job was too hard.

So, the liberals are on fire about Governor DeSantis sending illegals to Martha’s Vineyard and Governor Abbott sending them to Chicago, NYC and DC.

Boo phuckin’ hoo and suck it up, liberals.

I’m done … ~CE

Cry Me A River
by Diana Krall