The morning-mouth-jerks are still here, and worse … They’ll be here for another two weeks. Ulp!
These guys are right out of a casting call for the Hatfields and McCoys. They get off work around 7:00 AM and get into the beers – and the hooting and laughing – at about 7:01.
On a brighter note, it is a beautiful day (77F), which I hate to mention on account of the lousy weather they’re getting at home. If it’s not snowing, it’s freezing rain, and below the frost level.
Winter is just one long, cold, inconvenient, expensive, and unhealthy season.
Each month around this time I play Russian Roulette with the Canadian dollar exchange rate. Not surprisingly, I generally lose, and this time is no different. Last week the CAD was flirting with $0.77, so I gambled that it would break through before I paid my USD Visa balance. WRONG. Yesterday morning it was just above $0.76, and today it’s below.
So much for “Twinkle Toes” Trudeau’s economic prowess. He’s about as helpful as a screen door on a submarine.
More next time.