“Betty Johnson, as usual, blew a goodbye kiss to her husband… but for the last time.”

Today is still warm, 46°. My Google says the day is sunny. He obviously doesn’t have a window as it is another cloudy day. It is a stay at home day. I did my errands yesterday. I do have some chores I’ve been ignoring. I just may vacuum, but I just may not.

My Christmas lights still shine every night. They keep the darkness at bay. Usually I just have white lights on the deck bannister all year, but this year I kept the colored lights. I am not alone. When I ride anywhere at night, I am amazed at how many houses still have their Christmas lights lit. They make me smile.

If I were wealthy, I’d circle the world. I would visit places I still dream about like Polynesia and some of its islands. Bali is one of those islands, an idyllic island bursting with beauty, at least according to the pictures. I’d take a safari in East Africa. I’d go to India. It has long been a place I’ve wanted to visit. Cambodia and Ankor Wat are on the list. I’d go to Thailand. I’d see countries in Europe like Croatia and Romania. It is my dream list.

Last night I watched The Creeping Terror which rivals Plan Nine for the worst movie ever made. The plot is simple: an extraterrestrial which looks like a giant slug eats people whole. There is almost no dialogue. A narrator is the only speaker throughout most of the movie. The Terror swallows a mother hanging laundry, a grandfather and his grandson, couples at Lover’s Lane, some picnickers and a crowd at a dance hall. These victims did not run. I loved the line from the narrator after Lover’s Lane,” Anyone who witnessed that catastrophe and survived would never go there again.” Most victims just stand in front of the Terror screaming or just looking dazed. The army came as it often does with rampaging extraterrestrials. One army group kept shooting, but the Terror was not stopped; instead, it swallowed most of them. “My God!!! What is it???!” is my favorite line. I watched it until the end. I couldn’t help myself.

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2 Comments on ““Betty Johnson, as usual, blew a goodbye kiss to her husband… but for the last time.””

  1. Bob's avatar Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    Today is Super Bowl Sunday and the sky here is cloudy and cool with a chilly high of only 53°.

    I’m always amazed at the gullibility of the MAGA idiots. During the week preceding the game, the nut jobs on the right were saying that Biden convinced the owners of the San Francisco Forty Niners to throw the game so that Taylor Swift will be proposed too by her KC Chiefs boy friend during the celebration. And, then she will throw her support to Biden for President. Or, some kind of nonsense to that effect. Who would think that the Republican Party would withheld money for Ukraine and Israel in support of Putin winning the war. Ronald Reagan must be spinning in his grave. Or, the orange pumpkin killing the border bill. He convinced most of the Republican Senators to vote against the bill they negotiated and then got most of what they wanted. It’s a crazy, crazy, world we live in today.

    • katry's avatar katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      We are actually warmish today. I will probably not watch the Superbowl but will look for the commercials on YouTube. I have already seen a couple.

      Trump has found his people. They are the haters, the stupid, the gullible, the herd mentality people. I heard the rumor about Taylor Swift. It is beyond me that the Trumpers believe it. The worst of all is his comment about not defending NATO countries if they owe money. He wanted us out of NATO anyway. That would please Putin, his buddy. Then we have him telling the Republicans not to allow border solutions even though the bill was bipartisan. I fear for all of us of this man becomes president again.


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