Wednesday, April 30, 2025

4-30-25 Wed/Log

 W: 314.8                BS: 96

  • Taxi 1
  • Taxi 2
  • Taxi 3
  • Dishes
  • Laundry
  • Vacuum
  • Mower
  • Water garden
  • Chicken soup
  • ?

Last nights dinner.  Baked chicken curry dip with hot & fresh garlic naan.
I'm not a curry fan, but herself dotes on it so I have a duty.  She ate an... uncomfortable... amount of it.


I thought about doing an irrigation system.  Tubes, valves, whatnot.   To paraphrase a former president, "Come on man!  That's malarkey!"  I'm a retired guy.  I have time to stand there holding a hose while I smoke my cigar.  Hell, I have way more time than I do money.

So, it's the hose for me. Except when I want to soak it nice and slow for 20 minutes at a time.  That's when I grab my favorite gardening tool... the spring clamp.  Yes, that $2 yellow clampy thing holding the hose to the trellis.

It lets me position the hose (set to mist) in just about any position or direction. I can relax on the porch with coffee, go cook something, learn some sexy new dance moves... whatev.  Meanwhile the garden is getting it's daily aqua dose.



Tuesday, April 29, 2025

4-29-25 Tue/Log

 W: 316.0               BS: 146

  • Dishes 1
  • Dishes 2
  • Trash
  • Small boat prep
  • Go over mower
  • Vacuum 1
  • Vacuum 2
  • ?

Monday, April 28, 2025

4-28-25 Mon/Log

 W: 312.6                BS: 136

  • Taxi 1
  • Dairy store
  • Make stock
  • Vacuum
  • Dishes
  • Taxi 2
  • Nursery-plant
  • Cook dinner
  • ?

Today I added peppers (Bell and Jalapeno) to the garden beds.  Also parsley, Thyme, Lavender, and eggplant.  All that's left are cucumbers.  Either mine will sprout, or the nursery ones will come on in a week or so.

Europe going dark... but the lights will come back on eventually, probably.
Their situation does make one think.  I believe our family is ready for a sustained blackout... probably.  But till one goes through it, who knows for certain?


Sunday, April 27, 2025

4-27-25 Sun/Log

W: 312.8                BS: 126

I dislike seeing 3am with my eyes open.  

  • Figure out duck pen
  • Dishes
  • Trash
  • Vacuum
  • BBQ ribs
  • Figure short term budget
  • Start loading dump run
  • Cook hash for kids
  • ?

Friday, April 25, 2025

4-25-25 Fri/Log

W:  312.4               BS: 76

  • Order groceries
  • Taxi 1
  • Doc-stitches
  • Her meds
  • Plant zucchini 
  • Laundry
  • Taxi 2
  • Pickup groceries
  • ?

These were sad, sad little puppies when I brought them home.  I thought maybe I'd get one or even two zuch plants from this pack.  A little water and a little sun, and BLAM.... four zuch plants ready and willing.

Three of these have now been planted.  By my calculations, they will produce enough zucchini for the entire state.



Thursday, April 24, 2025

3-24-25 Thurs/Log

W: 311.6                BS: 117

  • Trash
  • Grocery flyer
  • Vacuum
  • Open house
  • ?

I swear it's growing so fast you can see it go....

Wednesday, April 23, 2025

4-23-25 Wed/Log

W: 310.4                BS: 154

Ooops.... forgot the insulin last night.

  • Taxi 1
  • Taxi 2
  • Dairy store
  • Cook dinner
  • Vacuum
  • Nursery?
  • ?
I've always been a proponent of using whatever space available, and whatever personal energy to hand, to turn a profitable goodness.

This bit of grass in front of our home was just big enough to park a vehicle, or be mowed as needed.  Other than that just a green spot.  A green spot that got sunlight and has water to hand which the  rest of our yard does not.

For several years it was the dump spot for our Winter firewood.  It was handy for that, but it left a scrap mess to be raked up every year.  This year... no.  I had a truckload of mushroom soil dumped there, and made a garden bed of it.  For $60 I escaped the chore of raking up, tilling in lawn, and making a garden from scratch.  All this took was raking and shoveling the soil to suit me.

Now, instead of a occasional parking spot, we have quadrupled our veggie garden space.
This patch is planted in tomatoes, basil, onions, and corn.  Yet to be planted... Pole beans, peppers, and zucchini.   Putting all those here left the raised beds free to expand the herbs and cukes, and add in new things like turnips, radish, and lettuce.

I feel.... rich, and thankful, and hopeful.


Tuesday, April 22, 2025

4-22-25 Tue/Log

W: 311.2                BS: 134

  • Doc
  • Pay bills
  • Dairy store
  • Nursery
  • Plant
  • Open the house
  • Laundry
  • ?

Monday, April 21, 2025

4-21-25 Mon/Log

W: 311.0                BS: 114

  • Taxi 1
  • Dishes
  • Taxi 2
  • Taxi 3
  • Vacuum
  • Water garden
  • Chickens
  • Start dinner
  • Start yogurt
  • ?


Sunday, April 20, 2025

4-20-25 Sun/Log

W: 310.8                BS: 126

Happy Easter Earthlings!

  • Do roast things
  • Dishes
  • Laundry
  • Chickens
  • Dirt
  • Plant
  • Vacuum
  • ?
Herself made hash for breakfast.  Sausage, sweet potato, much stuff, many things, Harissa.
With sunny sides and fresh biscuits.  I ate breakfast, and now I'm going to just sit here till I can move again.

I finished the dirt work for the big bed, pounded in the posts for the last tomato bed, and planted sweet corn in it's double row.  When the sweet corn pops and shows a few inches, I'll plant pole beans around them.

In this herb bed, I now see green on...
  • Radish
  • Spring onion
  • Red onion
  • Mint (Buried container)
  • Kale (For herself)
  • Garlic
  • Basil
  • Oregano
  • Thyme
  • Parsley
  • Rosemary
  • Sage
  • Extra lettuce
  • Well trimmed horseradish








Saturday, April 19, 2025

4-19-25 Sat/Log Dry-brine day 4

W: 311.6                BS: 146

  • Groceries at noon
  • Laundry
  • Plants?
  • Stakes?
  • Air the house
  • Shot
  • Taxi
  • ?


Dry brined rib roast, beginning of day 4.  Tomorrow around noon I will wrap it tightly in aluminum foil and put it in a 250 degrees oven with the thermometer shoved into it's core.  At 120 degrees it comes out to rest, still wrapped.  
Once the sides are done and baked, the oven will go to 500 degrees and the rested roast goes back in, uncovered, for 15-20 minutes to sear.

Thursday, April 17, 2025

Planting....

This year I intended to grow everything from seed.  I bought fresh high quality (paid enough to get that anyway) seeds, mini-greenhouse trays, grow lights, and seedling heating pads.   Did all the required stuff and things to start plants inside eight weeks before planting outside.

I got about 10% germination, and half of those died within a week. 

You now what germinated like a house afire and is doing great?  All the old out-of-date seeds I just tossed out here and there because Why Not.   Didn't rake them in.  Barely watered them.  Didn't cover for the frost.  Now there's lettuce, dill, cilantro, cucumbers, and other things coming up like mad.


In hopes we've seen our last frost, I bought plants today....

4 Oregano, 2 different kinds.

4 Basil, 2 different kinds.

The first 5 tomato plants, 2 kinds.

The tomatoes here are Early Girl and Amish Paste (an heirloom).   I saw Purple Cherokee coming on at the Amish nursery, and that's a favorite of herself.  I'll get some in a couple weeks when they are larger.  Those, and a few sweet cherry tomatoes for the same reason, and that be our dozen for the season.   These are all for munching, sauce, and giving away.  For the big sauce run of the year I'll probably get a few cases of Roma's from the farm up the road.



4-17-25 Thur/Log

W: 312.8                BS: 103

  • Taxi 1
  • Dishes
  • Laundry 1
  • Laundry 2
  • Vacuum
  • Weedeater?
  • Trash
  • Move some dirt?
  • Turn roast
  • Bread crumbs
  • Buy/plant plants
  • ?

Baked a loaf yesterday.  Whole wheat and whole grain.  A slice of this will be breakfast after a bit.


After one day dry-brine in the fridge...




Wednesday, April 16, 2025

Rib roast prepped and in the fridge for 4 days.

Working mostly from an Alton Brown guidance, we now have a rib roast in the fridge to dry brine and dry out a bit.


Coming straight from its vac-pack, the roast is dried well with a wad of paper towels.


The first thing I do when the roast comes from the oven is slice off the bone and meat cap on the one side.  It makes slicing and serving easier, and besides... THAT PIECE IS MINE!  ALL MINE!  MY PRECIOUS!      Okay... okay.... I'm back.  Had a moment there.

I slice it about 90%, and this makes my job before serving much easier.  But, I want that big slab of bone, fat, and meat to be there while the roast roasts.  Flavor, moisture, and flavor.  I heavily rub the salt and seasoning mix under that meaty flap so it goes deep into the roast, and also score the fat cap so it renders better.  Thus, the bone/fat/meat flap is tied back on with twine after the magical rub happens.


The rib roast, heavily rubbed with dry brine, spices, and herbs.  The bone cap (MINE!) tied back down, and the whole thing on paper towels to go naked into the fridge.  I'll replace the paper towels daily, while turning the roast and patting off any moisture on the surface.

Sunday, about noon, it will go in a 250 degree oven till it hits 120 internal.  Then it rests, covered, on the counter for an hour while the sides bake.  When the sides prove willing, the oven is taken to 500 degrees and the roast goes back in for 15-20 minutes to sear.

Superior noms, and astonishingly good leftovers.



Dry brine rub ingredients

The dry-brine spice/herb rub for Sunday's beef rib roast...

  • Kosher salt
  • Rosemary & Thyme
  • Black pepper, red peppercorns, and allspice
  • Dried garlic
  • Paprika and Aleppo pepper flakes.
All run through the spice grinder together.  This will be rubbed heavily onto the standing rib roast, which will go into the fridge naked until Sunday morning.  I'll give it a turn and pat down daily.

Sunday, into the oven at 250 till it hits 120 internal, and then out to rest while the sides bake (Sprouts & Radishes, green bean almondine, and potato gratin).  When the roast is well rested and cooled, back into a 500 degree oven for 15-20 minutes to sear.  Shazaam!

4-16-25

W: 312.8                BS: 102

  • Taxi 1
  • Taxi 2
  • Laundry 1
  • Laundry 2
  • Dishes 1
  • Dishes 2
  • Bake bread
  • Dry-brine roast
  • Check mower
  • Check weed eater
  • ?

Small chance this will be the last mention of Frost for the season.  Maybe.  We know how that goes.  "Ain't it a lovely day, Maam?" and BLAM... 2 feet of snow.
We hates the frosts.  NOT our precious!





Tuesday, April 15, 2025

4-15-25 Tue/Log

W: 312.8                BS: 102

Le Doc reports I do not have cancer.  I'm just ugly.

  • Taxi
  • Laundry
  • Dishes 1
  • Dishes 2?
  • Vacuum
  • Bake bread
  • Get weedeater going?
  • Get mower going?
  • ?

Wellspan medical silliness.   I received an E-mail saying I had a huge outstanding bill and would I like to set a payment schedule.  Not a word was said about what the bill was for, or why I even had one when I have double insurance.  Hint:  I never get medical bills.

Investigating why, which they did not make easy, I found it was a charge for a medical test that insurance didn't pay.  Why didn't insurance pay?  Because Wellspan had flipped my primary and secondary insurance and tossed everything into a cocked hat.

One sternly worded e-mail back.  "Insurance didn't pay because you people changed my information.  Insurance XXXX has never been primary.  I want to know who changed my patient data.  You do track when and who changes patient data, don't you?"

A day later "I expected a response by now.  Do I need to escalate to get a response on this serious issue?"

Yesterday  "So sorry, all fixed, we think the system autoflipped (????????) the insurance because it's a new year (and swamp gas on Jupiter's moons caught fire)".

My response today: "Two Wellspan messages on the same day. 1) Telling me the billing issue has been fixed, and 2) My doctor telling me I do not have cancer. Going to call that a good day. Thank you for fixing the issue, and I feel so very sorry for you folks. Having a computer system that randomly and arbitrarily changes patient data without human input must be a legal nightmare for you. I'll be sure to check my own medical data very closely indeed, and advise all my doctors of the issue. Best of luck to you!"




Monday, April 14, 2025

4-14-25 Mon/Log

W: 313.4                BS: 114

Doobies:

  • Dishes
  • Taxi 1
  • Dairy store
  • Crispy tofu?
  • Start yogurt
  • Break down wings & Marinate
  • Make chimichurri
  • Taxi 2
  • Wings
  • Laundry
  • Chickens?
  • ?

Oops. Carrying a 6 gallon jug of water out for the chickens might be one of those 'stupid' things the nice doctor mentioned. Ouch.


Story HERE.  If this holds, I expect it will change the landscape of the United Nations. 


Sunday, April 13, 2025

4-13-25 Sun/Log

 W: 311.4.             BS:  126


  • 30 minute walk
  • Dishes
  • Vacuum
  • Cook the foods
  • Trash
  • Laundry
  • Wipe down kitchen
  • Apple crisp
  • ?
Note to self:  Doc said don't do dumb till the stitches are out.  Listen to the doc!  That means do *not* hoe the garden today. Bad Grump, no donut.



Saturday, April 12, 2025

Spicy Num?

You know that Jose Cuervo guy, right?  He is a friend of mine. Salt and lime... yum.

This?  This NOT Jose Cuervo.  This is his evil cousin, Jose Jalapeno.  He beats up the salt and lime, and lights things on fire.

I'll give this three or four months, and then blend the spicy juice with a full bottle of my friend, Jose.



Leticia James, self-buggery of the most ironical kind.


Leticia James, New York state attorney general, is the one who prosecuted Donald Trump on 'trumped up' charges of defrauding a bank on real estate loans.  Even though he paid off the loans, in full, including interest, and on time... she still got a conviction.  The gist of her case is that Trump lied to the bank to get favorable rates. 

Well, surprise surprise surprise.  It's been discovered Letica James owns two properties in Virginia (Note:  Virginia is NOT New York).  It's also been discovered Leticia James claimed to reside full time at both properties in order to get lower interest rates on real estate loans.

So, lets examine that.

  • If Leticia James maintains the lie that she resides in Virginia, she is disqualified from being the New York state prosecutor... who must be a full time state resident.
  • If Leticia James admits she is a New York resident, then she is guilty of committing the EXACT same crime of fraud she prosecuted Donald Trump for, and is wide open to being prosecuted herself.
  • If she did all that from New York, where she actually lives, then she committed the federal crime of wire fraud, which is good for up to 30 years in a federal prison cell.
Delicious irony.


4-12-25 Sat/Log

W: 311.8                BS: 96

  • Dishes 1
  • Dishes 2
  • Clean kitchen
  • BLTs!
  • Farm supply
  • Make Chimichurri
  • Taxi 1
  • Taxi 2
  • ?
12 hours sleep last night, like the dead.  Seems there wasn't even a twitch.  From either of us.
We skipped breakfast and went straight to brunch BLT's...





Fun, but NOT true.  Yet.


Blatant stolen from Powerline..... just like The tRumpster dids the inliner trading thing.














Friday, April 11, 2025

In which Herself lunches on THE BEST SALAD EVAR.

 


Step 1:  Create a green goddess dressing from many many lots of things, featuring sour cream, Greek yogurt, horseradish leaves, fresh chives, tarragon, olive oil, fresh lemon juice, capers, and much spices. Do this an hour ahead at the least.

Step 2:  Craft a tomato motz salad with the usual suspects, plus the dressing above and more horseradish leaves instead of basil.

Step 3:  Slice a chicken breast flat, lengthwise, into two sorta equal pieces. Season with salt and Harissa.  Sauté in schmaltz till browned and just barely done.  Let it rest on the board where carryover takes it the couple degrees.

Step 4:  Coat fresh loose lettuce in the green goddess, bowl it with the tomato motz on top, and add sliced chicken breast.

Step 5:  Slide it carefully in front of The Wife and pull my hand back to safety as quickly as I can.

Enjoy a really nice lunch salad.



4-11-25, stupid O'clock log

W: 313.0                BS: 121


DO do:

  • Taxi 1 
  • Taxi 2
  • Make herself a good lunch
  • Taxi 3
  • Dishes
  • Fire & Wood
  • Grocery shop
  • Pickup groceries
  • ?
Minor surgery yesterday.  Doc (the lady with the really sharp knife) carved a chunk off my back.  I got stitches, and the chunk was sent off for 'medical testing'.  Might be an issue.  Might not.

(Made the day on just couple Tylenols. Doesn't hurt enough to do anything more).

What does it say about my life that the high point of my day will be the grocery store sales flier coming live this morning?  The brightest spot of the day will be ordering that rib roast at $5.99 a pound.

Wife had Lasix a couple days ago.  Now she must wear sunglasses inside and out for a week.  Every time she walks into the living room I play the Peter Gunn theme song.  Yesterday her co-worker on video chat asked her to do Ray Charles.  No mercy at all.




Thursday, April 10, 2025

A moral with a story.

Let's jump straight to the moral:  Don't assume something is so just because somebody tells you it is. 


The story.

So there I wuz, fresh outa the doc's office and suddenly assigned to take insulin shots.  The med I had been taking, which worked well, was mysteriously no longer available, although it's clone by another name which sold for far more was readily available.  Go figure.

I'm at our regular drug store, Rite Aid.  They got the scrips, sure, but there's a problem. They can't fully fill the insulin, and the required disposable needles for the injector pens are sold separate... and here's the fun part... I was required to deal with their 3rd party diabetic supply supplier.  Uh huh, okay.

A day later I get a call from India and they say they are the supplier and they need all my insurance info in order to 'give me an estimate'.  That began two weeks of calls and texts where one rep said pictures of the ID cards are fine while the other rep says NO, They MUST be EMAILED!!!! and yet another rep says what insurance?

After two weeks, they graciously texted me to say my 'share' was going to be $22 a month, and please hand over a credit card.

Um... no.  You see, by that point I had checked on Amazon for that part number, and ShaZaaM!  A 6 month supply of the needles was about $15.  Not $15 a month.  6 months for $15.   You might be able to guess, I declined the services of the Rite Aid referred India supply house, and their 2000% markup.

As long as I found that on Amazon, I checked out their pharmacy option.  Well dang, they have all my meds, take my insurance, AND have a program where my entire charge for everything, total, is $5 a month.  Rite Aid had been hitting me up for almost $100 a month PLUS my insurance.  Yeah, our whole family switched to Amazon, happily ever after.  Rite Aid lost 4 well medicated customers in one hit, and Tousands and Tousands a year in business.

So what happened to Rite Aid?  Bankruptcy, going out of business, store going empty till they board it up.  Guess their business model stopped working.  If they hadn't been such thieving %$#@& we would have still used them for emergency meds and OTC stuff.  Thankfully I chose not to accept their line of bovine exhaust and checked for myself.  Thus, the moral.



Pain?

As I reach the mid 60 sumptins, ruminating on aches and pains becomes a thing.  It's a whole genre of philosophy on it's own.  What is it, why is it, how do I deal with it, and why does THAT hurt now?  It seems to come with the territory.  It's the prize you win for making it that far in life.  The old saying is very true; Only the living feel pain.

If I sat down and tried to list it all.... futile.  Old ones fade and new ones take their place.  What's that scar from?  Jumped through a window.  That one? Aftermarket knee.  That one? Had my hand gutted by a blade.  How about this one?   What... when did I get that one?

The thing is, if I paid attention and medicated them away I'd be a 24/7 zomboid.  That's why I make it a goal to differentiate pain from pain, and aches just are.  Some need to be dealt with, and most are just... lived with.

Side note, that's how I realized those 'Good Drugs' are problematic.  I took some for something, crushed digit or something, and woke up feeling great.  No pain at all.  Scared the crap out of me.  I can see where that would be an easy road, right up till the pill bottle owned your soul.

So I pick the battles.  Right now, the strongest thing I take is Tylenol and aspirin. Two of each, taken together.  Old medic doc taught me that one.  It works, mostly.  Even that is not often.  Maybe once a month.  The rest of the 24/7 every day?  Just move past it.  It doesn't own you unless you let it.



4-10-25

W: 313.4                BS: 117

Busier than I am comfortable with.

Do:

  • Taxi the woman/ surgery follow up
  • Taxi 2
  • Taxi 3
  • Doc apt/me/minor surgery
  • Dishes
  • Laundry
  • Chickens
  • Trash
  • ?

I am fascinated by this notion.  Veteran politicians biggest fear is.... powerless auditors.


Wednesday, April 9, 2025

4-9-25

W: 314.4                BS: 126

Do:

  • Taxi boy to school 9:30
  • Taxi boy back home
  • Taxi woman to doc 2:00
  • Dishes 1
  • Dishes 2
  • Laundry
  • ?

Is that a Chinese eggplant poking up?  It's what I planted in this container, so fingers crossed.

If I lost anything to last nights 25 degree freeze, it will be a day or so before I know for sure.  Short fingernail time.


Cucumber!  Ermagerd!  YOu have WaIt till the soil is 70 Degerees to PlaAnt!!!
Except this volunteer cucumber, and it's buddies.  They care nothing for all that snarfal.  They just popped up and are growing fine.  40 degree day?  Fine.  25 degree night? Fine.  60 degree day?  Oh Boy!

I figure if these are an example, why not?  I had some of last years cuke seeds left over so I planted them in the bed.  What can I lose?






Tuesday, April 8, 2025

Lunch on a chilly day....

One of my daily goals, where appropriate, is to see that Herself is fed well and properly.  As it's a chilly day with the fire lit, that means a rich and creamy soup.

Built using the Bisque process, here we have soup that features leeks, carrot, chicken, cheddar, cream, and some spices and herbs.

Chicken and leek stock, made with leg quarters and the greens from the leeks, all submitted to several hours in the pressure cooker.

About 1.5 quarts of that was heated to simmer with two chopped leaks (white and light green parts) and one fair sized carrot, chopped.  

After about two hours simmering, shredded chicken, and chosen spices and herbs were added along with a teaspoon of chicken soup base.  A handful of rice was also added, as that's how bisque is thickened. Another 45 minutes simmering, and shredded cheddar and rich cream were incorporated using a stick blender.

Blended till smooth, it's as you see here.  Super creamy, rich, satisfying, and perfect for the day.

What does one have alongside a bowl of this gorgeous soup?   Crispy corn bread cooked in the waffle maker, of course!  One quarter makes a perfect serving.




4-8-25 Daily log, with extra thoughts and bonus ruminations!

W: 315.8                BS: 127

Tue:  (Day of the week but also German for 'Do')

  • Make soup & cornbread
  • Dishes
  • Laundry
  • Laundry 2
  • Taxi 1
  • Taxi 2
  • Vacuum
  • Chickens?
  • Fire & Wood
  • ?

Everything green in the beds right now is *supposed* to be cold hardy.  I guess we will find out how cold hardy that is.  If it's the great freeze kill of 2025, I'll just start over.  No big.



A few days ago I made chicken-leek stock.  Four chicken leg quarters and the green tops from six leeks. Add a gallon of water and a few spices and let the pressure cooker do magic for two hours.

Today I added a quart of that to a pot, along with two chopped leeks and a chopped carrot.  Simmer a couple hours and then I will do the necessary to turn it into bisque.  Perfect lunch soup on a chilly day.




I'm kind of up in the air on the whole tariff slash stock market slash treasuries kerfuffle.  Likely just my own ignorance, but it seems complicated and muddled.

Trump says he's raising tariffs (but hasn't really done so yet for the most part).  This makes other nations come streaming to the table to negotiate trade agreements.  With Trump at that table, I feel good about that.  I think it will turn out in our favor.  We've been the worlds Doller-Store shopper for too long, and lost too many industries because of it.

On the other hand, tariff worries (real or not-so-real) have resulted in the stock market going BOING YOING YOING, which I expect deeply concerns the (economic) top 10% of the rich people who own 94% of all US stocks.  The bottom 40% which own almost no stocks, not so much.  The ones in the middle with 401's and pension funds, they might be worried if they paid attention.

Then again, the stock market going boing-yoing-yoing has driven money out of the market and into treasuries, which temporarily reduced the 10 year bond rate and would lead to reduced interest rates across the board if it continues.  This is a GREAT thing for the bottom 60-70% of people because it reduces mortgage rates and pushes homes back into affordable zones.  It also reduces car loans, variable mortgages, and encourages business expansion (jobs).  The top 10% don't care about those things as much, but do I care if their fortunes dwindle a little?  Whole lot of not caring going both ways there.

On the third hand, hovering over all that is the effect of lowered interest rates on the nation debt.  The million, bazillion, gazillion bill from all of Congresses spending the last decade or so.  It's a lot of Moola to finance their spree, and we are on the hook for it.  Frankly, it's been like our drug addict ex-spouse got hold of our credit cards and flew off to Vegas. Any relief on servicing that debt could be a game changer for us taxpayers.

Lots of folks yipping about one facet or another, but nobody is talking about the whole mess put together.  The people told to hate anything Trumpy are happily hating away as ordered.  They do love them a good hate. The top 10% are being their usual quiet richiness and checking on their bought and paid for congresscritters.  All us regular Joes in the middle are spinning in circles wondering what the joke is about.

Meanwhile, inflation rates are dropping, food costs are stabilizing, energy cost increases are backing down, and the economy is breathing on it's own again.




Monday, April 7, 2025

Cramer swore today would be a bloodbath at the market.....

 



Once again Jim Cramer, that 'special guy' who WAGS at economic issues on TV, is 100% wrong.   Just like he is Every. Single. Time.  Seriously... flipping a coin would be right at least half the time.  Cramer is becoming a one-man negative indicator with 100% accuracy.



Why?

Why did they die?  No idea.  I'm certain there is a reason.  There always is.

For you see, everyone who ever existed died, or will die.  It is the most universal condition of humanity there is.  Every single one of them had, or will have, a reason they died.  War, famine, old age, illness... the ways of dying are myriad, and everyone gets one.

Maybe it's more important to ask... why did they live?  Why am I alive?  Why are you?

Everyone has a reason to die, but not everyone has a reason to live.  This seems important.



Tariffs, perspective. Stocks, perspective.

Tariffs: 

Seeking perspective, I just spent an hour taking a worst case example on a hyper-common item.

A cup of coffee on the streets of New York City or Philadelphia, with beans coming from the nation with the highest tariffs of any coffee supplier, Vietnam.

Boiling down costs at every level and determining at which point tariffs are taken, and then translating that into a 16 ounce cup of coffee, the impact works out to be a *maximum* of 18 cents per cup.  To put the perspective into perspective, that state and local taxes on that cup of coffee are 44 cents.

No, I do not care to take thirty minutes writing up how I figured that out.  The info is there for anyone who cares enough to look.

Stocks:

Grok: Data from the Federal Reserve shows that the top 10% of Americans by wealth hold about 93% of all U.S. household stock market wealth as of late 2023. Within that, the top 1% alone own around 54% of the total stock value. If we zoom out a bit, the bottom 50% of Americans—half the population—own less than 1% of the stock market’s total value. So, "most" of the stock (let’s say over 50%) is controlled by a tiny sliver of the population, specifically the top 1%, which equates to about 3.3 million people out of roughly 330 million Americans.