The "Red Line" has been crossed.  Now waiting to see what, exactly, Obama is going to do about it.  This concerning Syria, Assad's use of chemical weapons against his own people and more pointedly, Sarin - probably the gas version of it.

I don't like to give Obama too much time of my day, so I won't delve into that any further.  Mr. Big Government The Bigger The Better And You Don't Know What's Good For You So We Are Going To Take That Right Away From You And Tell You Instead - President - will eventually go down in history as one of the worst Presidents this nation has EVER had to endure.


I was very disheartened and very sad to see an event take place before my eyes this morning.  The property next door is being leveled.  It used to be a restaurant.  Behind and to the other side of the property is an apartment complex.  The complex has a lot of pine trees planted in rows, beautiful, anywhere from 20 to 40 feet tall.

In about 2 hours time, an excavator/trackhoe took out about 20 of these magnificent, very-healthy trees and dumped them in a huge pile.  There was an 8 foot tall block fence in front of those trees.  I had no idea that not only was the block fence going to go, all of those beautiful trees were going to be destroyed as well.  The apartment complex bought the unused restaurant property and the adjacent property and are going to add 62 more units to their already huge complex.

If I had known that all of those trees were going to be taken out, I would asked if I could have one of them - have it professionally removed and replanted at my house.  There were literally tens of thousands of dollars worth of trees just torn down and reduced to a pile of rubble this morning.  I am a tree love, but not a tree "hugger".  Trees and their lumber and by-products serve so many useful purposes, I have NO problem whatsoever with lumber companies cutting them down and selling the products they make out of them.

But to just trash that many trees?  Were there no landscaping companies or nurseries that were willing to come and take all or some of them out? I wonder if any such were ever contacted.

But after seeing probably 50 to 60k worth of block fence destroyed, I guess I shouldn't be surprised.

I dunno, but tomorrow is Friday and I can say without hesitation, this has been one of the longest, drawn-out, extended, unbelievlably - did I say long yet? - LONG weeks I have endured in quite a while.  Very few deliveries.  We are running at around 100k worth of sales and we are almost at the middle of the month.  NOT good. But it's not just our store, the decline is region-wide.

Funny thing? The company continues to hire people.  Meanwhile, I was offered a job today at one of the municipalities I deliver to, lol.  I was thinking: Pensions.  Yeah, no pensions there, several other municipalities have pensions in these parts, but not this particular one and I seriously doubt they are going to start me out anywhere NEAR the money I am making now.  But it's always good to have some kind of options available in case you get confronted by Mr. (or is it Mrs.?) Pink Slip.

I wonder if they even have such things anymore.

Meanwhile, George came walking through here with 2 suitcases a few hours ago and declared he would "see you Sunday", meaning he is going to spend the weekend with his girlfriend.  I haven't seen the new tenant in several weeks.  But that is the nature of his job.  He is currently in New Mexico.  My son's bedroom is empty, sniff-sniff.  The only ones left are Mark and Lynnette.  Mark is a very unhappy camper with his bike situation, but I don't want to go into all of that right now.

It is strange to go out every morning now and see my old, blue Buick sitting there on the street.  The first thing I think is Caleb is sleeping and the next reality that hits is, no, I took Caleb up to the mountains last weekend.  He is living life and he is enjoying it.  I am happy for him, but that doesn't mean I can't miss him.  The final weeks he is here after getting back from up there and leaving for Hawaii? I'm going to make the most of them, as time permits for him.  I love my son dearly.

Enough.

Time to start preparing for bedtime.

ben