Just finished changing the cages. Work, work, work, work… But I do adore my furballs. :)

Shared a pic of my new haircut on Facebook. Sure enough, it’s always the same few people commenting. It’s something Norma would’ve reacted to or commented on in the past but she’s closer to Tammy than she’s ever been to me and I’m sure Tammy has run her mouth and turned her against me. She’d be quick to believe anything she was told whether it was true or not. That’s okay, though. I can ignore her as well and I do usually, for the same reasons I started ignoring Polly. Everything with them is race, race, race and more race. Poor, poor, always oh-so-innocent non-whites who can never do a damn thing wrong. Never play the race card and ruin lives. Never actually do anything to provoke the police into shooting them, not that I’m even remotely pro-cop. And damn that evil white man who’s to blame for everything since reverse discrimination is just a made-up thing after all and can’t possibly happen!

rolls eyes So most non-whites hate whites, most whites hate whites, and most people of all races love non-whites? LOL, seems that way.

Nonetheless, this is why I don’t follow them. Hearing how awful we are and how wonderful everyone else is gets old. For me, it isn’t whether or not the topic is accurate, silly, overrated, exaggerated or right on, but having to hear the same shit constantly drives me batty. Still waiting for the world to fixate on something else and run that subject into the ground for a good 30 or 40 years or so.

Okay, moving on from bitching about your typical race-obsessed American (although it seems to be most places nowadays), “Candy” is here and sitting pretty in the carport behind Caddy. They call its color Cheyanne red but it reminds me of candy apples. So rather than “the Nissan” or “the Caddy,” it’s just Candy and Caddy.

Candy was made in 2011 and is and isn’t as luxurious as Caddy at the same time it’s super luxurious to us. Candy doesn’t have the heated seats Caddy has, the stereo doesn’t quite sound as good, and the ride isn’t as smooth as Caddy’s. But Candy has navigation, Bluetooth, can stop instantly, has traction control, 4-wheel disc brakes, brake force distribution, voice command, climate control, and a backup camera.

It also beeps when you back it up since it’s so quiet. Candy doesn’t have the dual heating/cooling zones Caddy has or power seats but that’s nothing. Once you adjust the seat, that’s usually it and you’re set. Candy also has a thing to program the clicker like Caddy has and is so much roomier. It’s not as long as Caddy but taller and almost gives the impression of being a mini SUV. The interior is a little lighter than Caddy’s which I like and has cloth seats rather than leather.

I know most modern vehicles have these features but since we usually drove old and far from luxurious things before the Caddy, it’s still so cool to have all these fancy features. It’s weird in a cool way to watch him start Candy by simply pressing a button. Then things light up while making fancy chimes. Out of habit, he reaches for a key to turn it off, LOL, like I reach to pull 15+ inches of hair out of my shirt that isn’t there when I get dressed. Or how I expect to feel it flowing down my back when I undress.

Candy went for about 35k when new and the reason this one was closer to 7k rather than 5k is that it’s got a super awesome battery that will last long after we’re gone from this state. He’s just got to make sure he doesn’t let its range get under 15 miles without charging it. Should be able to drive it about 60 miles on one charge but he’ll probably schedule it to charge between 10pm - 5am.

We also have to be careful with its $200 charging cord. Being on the corner, we don’t want it to get stolen. So he was thinking of plugging it in inside the locked storeroom and running the cord under the door and into Candy. Our only other concern is the charging cord failing on us for some reason so we’re going to get a backup.

Don’t know yet whether or not we’re going to give up Caddy but if we do it won’t be before June because it’s insured until then.

He took an Uber to the dealership which cost $28, and just a few seconds before he Skyped me to let me know he was getting it, I knew it was a keeper. :-)

I was psyched to see that the second season of The OA is now on Netflix but so far I’m not impressed. It not only doesn’t seem to have anything to do with the first series but sure enough, right off the bat, there are references to race. :-)

Spent a few days watching a docu-series on the 2007 abduction of Madeleine McCann in Portugal.

Those poor McCanns! I never thought they were guilty. You don’t go on vacation with 7 other people to a place you’ve never been to, kill your kid (intentionally or by accident) and manage to hide the body in territory you’re unfamiliar with. I think she was either kidnapped by a lone wolf who killed her within hours, trafficked, or given to a childless person(s). I’d go with trafficked since I would think it would take two experienced people to pull it off in this particular situation. Someone would have had to have watched them round the clock to get to know their schedule and to time the abduction just right between the 20-minute checks the parents were doing. If they’re guilty of anything it’s neglect. You don’t leave little kids alone to go out and eat even if it’s only 100-200 feet away. The abductor would have had to knock Maddy out, and since I think it’d be hard for one person to get her through the window, there were probably at least 2 abductors.

The McCanns sued in the end because after the loss of their kid (as if that wasn’t bad enough) the media stalked and printed all kinds of BS on them. Kate’s private journal was published without her permission. I’d be livid! What would piss me off more than lies being spread about me like the freeloaders/media did without verifying anything first, and even the contents of my journal being visible to anyone, would be people taking credit for my work. Many publishers charge their readers. So if people were profiting from my writing without my permission, you bet I’d haul their asses to court! And if they won (as they likely would with my shit luck) they would wish to hell they hadn’t once I got done with dealing with them on my own terms.