The Wifely Unit came home from taking care of her Dad after I had been home for about a half an hour.

I was dicking around on the internets and had the headphones on, destroying what little hearing I still have rocking out to some serious heavy metal.

Thus I wasn’t really paying a lot of attention.

I did say Hello Dear as usual but didn’t look up except for a glance.

About 15 minutes later she announces Dinner is ready.

Whut?

That was fast.

Apparently I missed her carrying in some bags with her.

So I mosied into the kitchen to see what we were having.

What the heck?

Meatloaf, 2 kinds of chicken wings and loaded mashed potatoes.

This is most unusual. All of it pr-prepared of course.

As I’m loading up a plate she says to me, “I think it’s time to switch stores”.

Because she has been a DIE HARD WalMart Shopper ever since we hooked up, I naturally assumed she was finally going to switch to the Wally World that is exactly one mile from the house, instead of going to the one 5 miles away like she has been doing.

So I asked if that’s what she meant.

Nope, and here is where you could have knocked me over with a feather, Safeway she says.

?!!!

I never thought I would live to see the day.

I have been trying to get her away from that damn Wally World since the day we got together.

13 years now!

What finally broke the Camel’s back?

Ongoing shortages.

While she was in a Safeway close to her sister’s place, she ran into several things that were readily available there that have been conspicuously missing from BOTH local Wally Worlds for a while now.

Stupid stuff like frozen Potatoes O’Brien, Heat and Eat frozen hamburger patties and several other items she used to get on a fairly regular basis that for some reason Wally World has been unable to stock.

For well over a month.

I’m thinking that my constantly pointing out bare shelves and the moving of products around to hide them didn’t hurt

Double Bonus, the local Safeway Deli sections have a huge selection of hot foods, ready to go.

Hence the “Real” Meatloaf instead of that processed frozen crap that comes in tiny little oval portions and is the same thing as the Salisbury Steak without the gravy she usually buys.

I have been trying to get her to switch to Safeway for years.

You would think that the fact that she has been having to go to one for over a year to get the non caffeinated, sugar free Coke she has to buy for our oldest boy because Wally World hasn’t had any would have been a clue but honest to God, it was the frozen Potatoes O’Brien and those hamburger patties that pushed her over the edge.

Part of it could also have been the hundred dollar coffee machine she bought at Wally World three weeks ago shit the bed already this morning.

Whatever it was, it works for me. Besides that, Safeway has a much higher quality of meat anyway.

Double , triple bonus as far as I’m concerned.

The only down side that I can think of off the top of my head is going to be the lack of The Freaks Of WalMart types I won’t have to be dealing with anymore.

I think I’ll live.

Greetings Me Droogs N Droogettes!
A quick Update Courtesy of Phil and Cederq.  I’m OK, Divemedic’s grandson notsomucho.  He’s having some serious medical issues, and that put getting bigcountryexpat.com on the back burner for which I’m happy to wait.  Just wish the kid would get better and prayers for him, as no six year old should -ever- be in a pediatric ICU.  The sit-rep is here: https://areaocho.com/my-granson/

So, as for me and Wifey, we be headed North to Tennessee -again- to meet with the new lawyer.  That’s tomorrow ostensibly after work.  Having to break out the cold weather gear as shorts and t-shirt ain’t gonna cut it, raised in New Hampshire or not, my blood got too damned thin between Iraq and Florida.  Hell, it was 50 degrees here in Tampa this AM… a  mite chilly for me…

Gearing up is a stone bitch too, as we’re in such an outlier situation what with everything teetering and tottering worse than a playground toy.  Bare essentials or ‘heavy loadout’…  decisions decisions… I do know that that at least a week of grub, and water filtration, plus ‘party favors’ are going along.  Better to have than want Aye?

That being said, all the prayers and donations have meant the world to Me and Wifey, and Adriana as well.  We actually get a visitation thankfully while we’re there, as it took some arm twisting by some behind-the-scenes ‘stuff’ that made it possible.  So hopefully good news there, as well as the new lawyer.  Gets me hopeful which as of late has been in short supply.

So More Later I’m The I.R.

BCE

The link to DiveMedic imparts some really bad news about his Grandson.

I will be doing some extra praying for all involved.

That is just heart breaking.

It is literally 100 times worse than what your wildest conjecture could have been.

Watch every freaking minute of this video and spread the word. EVERYONE needs to see this and comprehend just how far past what we have been led to believe the technology they have been injecting us with really is.

I can not stress this any stronger.

Watch it twice if you have to. Comprehending what the two guests are telling us is critical.

Especially what Karen Kingston has to say,

Now you can understand why they demonized The Horse Paste.

It works.

It works because they custom built a freaking self replicating parasite and Ivermectin kills parasites.

And when the magnitude of the lies , stacked on lies, all the death, all the misery, the lockdowns, the mask farce, the economic destruction, all of it, comes rushing back, I want you to realize something else.

Anthony Fauci knew all of this.

The entire time.

Keith Rucker from Vintage Machinery pours 12 (!) Babbit Bearings in one day.

More than most of us will do in our entire lifetimes.

It never gets old to watch.

No surprises unfortunately.

Dude was 70 years old when he played this concert.

Reader Greg was kind enough to give me a heads up. Good thing, I had been busy all day and might have missed it completely otherwise.

Head on over to my friend Mike’s Place for the goods.

Big Country has a guest post up.

COLD FURY BCE Update.

I don’t know why I even still have a freakin’ TWITTER account to be honest. I almost never use the damn thing and I am CONSTANTLY getting notifications from Liberal Fucktards attacking Trump.

For which they immediately get blocked for.

But seeings how FJB was in town today and some asshole made the mistake of sending me one of “HIS” Tweets, I couldn’t resist.

DOUBLE FJB!

And just in case there is still one person left on this planet who still thinks that there is still any “SAFE” method of communicating left anywhere,

I took four screen shots of both TWEETS and sent them to myself via Protonmail so I could post them here.

I resent them 3 times and they still haven’t shown up.

I had to use the laptop, sign in to Twitter, go find them and then use the snipping tool to get a capture to put up here.

It shouldn’t be long now…

There was one plus side to the Pants Shitter stopping by.

They quit spraying the Chem Trails yesterday for him.

The first clear Sun Set tonight in recent memory.

That would leave plenty of room for lathes, mills, a Drill Press and all kinds of other goodies.

Line the tool boxes up in front of the toilet, drawers facing out.

Instant privacy screen.

Needs a lot more outlets though.

It’s been too long.

Things are deteriorating rapidly everywhere as I’m sure you are aware of.

What’s on your mind?

Fucking kid takes my shit without asking all the time.

Not only does it piss me off, it drives me crazy because I’m old and can’t remember if I did something with it or finally decide he walked off with it.

My phone charger disappeared one too many times.

He just takes the Wall Wart and leaves the damn cord. That’s how I know he took it.

The Wifely Unit threw a damn fit when I super glued it to the power strip next to my chair.

I still have that fucker and I will GUARANTEE you that he has been through at least a dozen since.