The stove alarm keeps suddenly sending out messages in Morse code.
I even heard ... --- ... at one point.
(SOS is the International emergency signal...Short for "Save our ship.") If we hadn't had such a monster of a thunderstorm here in the gorge, I might think it was possessed. Confused is a better term. Stoves and refrigerators are really smart nowadays but they just can't keep it under control during a good electrical storm. The microwave oven still won't talk to us.
One of the dogs goes crazy during a storm and chews up parts of the house trying to get in. I've tried to give her a place to go but she thinks the only safe place on the planet is under my feet with her eyes closed. I built her a concrete block dog house and chained her to it during a series of good boomers. We found out they just don't make concrete blocks like they used to. She seems to need something to tear up when she doesn't understand what's going on, gets scared and goes crazy. Kinda like President Bush seems to need to tear up the whole planet. I hope he feels better, now.
At least the dog calms down and goes back to being a good dog after the storm is over. President Bush? Not so much. Perhaps we should get somebody to wipe that foam from around his mouth. That's the only explanation for his immigration policy. And his war policy, and his International relations policy, and just about everything else now that I think about it. He's gone crazy and just wants to tear things up because his Daddy won't let him crawl under his feet and close his eyes.
Republicans don't seem to be able to come up with a plan to do anything positive, except to try to make Not-Republicans look bad. Democrats can come up with plans that would work just fine if they could get someone strong enough to implement them.
Democrats think too much and the Republicans don't seem to think at all. Both of them play at politics for money instead of the common good. This is pretty obvious when you look at the senators and congressmen who support the coal liquification project, which is an outright environmental disaster from start to finish. We destroy entire mountain ranges getting coal out of the ground, pollute all the water for several counties cleaning it up, and kill 30,000 people a year burning it up so we can all have night lights that block out the stars at night.
Sometimes I want to just throw up my hands. Maybe what this planet needs is a good storm to wash things up.
In the long run, though, it doesn't seem to have worked for Noah.
I'll keep plugging away.