I am CuTRis

I slept late this morning. I dreamed that I met the President. I called him a bass turd. He wasn't happy about that. I had seen a video of him being nasty to reporters because they asked him about buying votes for $5000, and also what happened to the other money he promised. He didn't like that. I sat awake afterward, wondering what it meant. I hope it means that people won't sell their freedom for lies and empty promises. I hope it means that patriots value their democracy more than a demented wannabe king. I hope it means that Christians will know the antichrist when they see him. I have faith that we needed to see how bad politics had gotten in the USA, for average Americans, before we can clean it up and rejoin the rest of the World. We are so much better than this.

Sometimes I see the picture, and I have to go back and photograph it. This window and (near) sunset, produced a double-exposure.

The latest rabbit to be deported from living under my deck.

I remember. 6

As our children return to school, remember to help keep them safe.

"Are you looking at me?"

7:39 am

There have been 3 shootings, one made national news, in the last 2 days in the Twin Cities area. And I used to work in a place in Minneapolis where horrible stuff happened and it never made the news. So, now I want the idiot who said that if guns kill people, then spoons make people fat--to tell me that one again. I realize this person is scared of the world and has to carry a gun everywhere, but for gods sake, think of the children who have been killed because you're afraid that you might lose your gun, and that's not even going to happen.

6:32 am