It seems that a CyberTrucl exploded in Las Vegas this afternoon, outside a property owned by Donald Trump. From the New York Times:
At least seven people were injured, the authorities said. The authorities said they believed it to be “an isolated incident” but have not ruled out a connection to the attack in New Orleans.
Elon Musk says that there were explosives or a bomb in the bed of the truck. The truck was a rental vehicle.
Is this related to New Orleans? Lots of questions.
If you don't know what a bollard is, you have walked past them many ties. Bollards are those pipes sticking up out of the ground to prevent vehicle traffic. They can be fixed, or portable, or mechanical. You might see them in front of a grocers or a bank.
The asshole in New Orleans who started all this bullshit, Shamedude from Jabar (not his real name), drove past the bollards on Bourbon Street by driving on the sidewalk. I was last on that corner ten years ago, and I don't remember bollards specifically on that corner. But, I may not have noticed them because we were walking.
What we do know about Shamedude is that he is a US citizen, living in Texas. He may have had accomplices and they may have been scattering pipe bombs around the area.
New Orleans was supposed to host the Sugar Bowl today, but that has been postponed.
What the hell is going o in New Orleans? Ten dead, thirty+ hurt, some are saying terrorist.
The FBI is taking the lead in the investigation, and reports are contradictory right now.
It's after dark on New Years Eve, a beautiful night in central Louisiana. Clear skies, moderate temps, and the fireworks are progressing apace. Lots of rednecks celebrating.
I'll sit up with a terrified dog, in my recliner, watching TV and napping until the artillery falls silent.
2024 was a bit of a burden, and I can only pray that 2025 promises to be a better year, filled with health and laughter and love.
As is Belle's habit, the black-eyed peas are in the crock pot with the ham bone left over from Christmas. Tomorrow, we'll make a cabbage dish, along with a pork tenderloin and corn bread. We always start the New Year with peas and cabbage, pork and corn bread. Humble food to remind us that we are here only for a little while and dependent on God's blessing and each other.
Happy New Years, everone.
Belle is telling me that Jimmy Carter has passed away. At age 100.
I was in Carter's Army, and I don't know if the morale plunge came from our disastrous retreat from Vietnam, or the abysmal leadership of Carter. He truly sucked at being President, surpassed only by our current dementia patient.
Carter did good work after he left office, building houses for Habitat for Humanity. He will lie in state for a while, then they will bury him. Yada-yada.
Several years ago, Ibougt a stack of cast iron skillets at an auction. A stack of three. When I noticed them on the block, I didn't have time to inspect them, and won then on a fairly low bid. I use cast iron for cooking every day. It's my go-to pan on the stove top.
I got those skillets home and discovered that two of them were quite nice, the other was a bit rough. It was rusty and after giving it a thorough cleaning, while drying it on the stove top, found that it is warped. It will not sit flat on the stove top. Not a good skillet, being heavily pitted and warped is a death-knell for cast iron. But, I seasoned it and put it in the stack.
I believe that it is an unmarked Wagner that was once used as a hound's feeding dish. Several years after buying it, I find it is the skillet I grab when I an going to do something sketchy, This morning I founds some leftover boudin that I wanted to heat for breakfast, so I put that boudin in the skillet and ran it into a hot oven. I'm not worried about damaging it, it is already pitted and warped. It 's good for things that I might not want to put in one of my better skillets.
I have good, high-dollar cast iron, and I have this one. This one gets used a lot more than you might think.
A fellow was telling me today that way-back-when, a fellow hung himself on Christmas Day.
Out of respect for tradition, his wife didn't take him down until after New Years.
Okay, then.
It's been a crazy week. Good crazy. Lots of family and friends, and the odd medical appointment. I always thought that docs took off during the holidays, but evidently not. With the advent of corporate medicine (thanks, Obama) there are lots of technologists who need a paycheck and layers of managers who demand a profit. Can't take off the week between Christmas and New Years, it would mean a loss of year-end revenue.
I logged on this morning to simply let you guys know that I am still kicking. We have another gathering here at noon, and I'm sure that Belle has a punch-list to be filled before the cotillion commences. I'll try to check in later, but who knows?
8 And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night.
9 And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid.
10 And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.
11 For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.
12 And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.
