Governor Dipshit has “reopened” California but inexplicably refuses to end the state of emergency he instituted as a result of the pandemic.  Section 8629 of the Emergency Services Act provides that the Governor “shall proclaim the termination of a state of emergency at the earliest possible date that conditions warrant.”

• He has failed to identity the “conditions of disaster or extreme peril” that justify a State of Emergency.
• He has said the emergency will remain because COVID has not “vanished.”  Does this mean he intends to keep it in effect until the case rate is zero?  Nobody’s talking, especial Governor Dipshit.
• He has failed to identify any of the metrics he’s using to determine that COVID cases are of a “magnitude” that is “beyond the control” of cities and counties.

Rather than addressing any of these questions, Dipshit has been busy working with a Pro-Dipshit campaign to attempt to get some if not most of the more than 2.1 million pissed off California voters who have Had Enough.  This campaign yielded one withdrawn signature (out of the 215,000 signatures in Orange County) by the time the deadline to withdraw signatures passed last week.  The truth is that without the extra powers provided by the State of Emergency, this idiot is done, and he knows it.

N.P.: “When You Fall” – Gary Numan

The first sunstorm of the season is imminent in The Creek.  At least four days of 115°F+ with lows at night dropping into the balmy mid-90s.  We are not amused.

N.P.: “L’école du Rock ‘n’ roll” – Faust 72

I was going to a bit of bitching here tonight, but I am just spent.  Did a lot of work today, most of which amounted to shit.  Did a little bit of work on the Irreparably Unpublishable Novel, but nothing great.  Mondays consistently disappoint.

N.P.: “Another One Bites The Dust” – Die Krupps

The Angst is upon me again, charming reader, and I take umbrage.  I’ve got enough on my existential platter without having to deal with The Goddamn Angst.

N.P.: “Mask” – Sepultura, Devin Townsend

I have no comment on this day.  But we can certainly talk about yesterday.
I’m kidding…we can’t talk about yesterday.

N.P.: “Give It Everything You’ve Got” – Edgar Winter’s White Trash

You ever get so busy for such a prolonged period of time that you not only forget what day it is, but what week and month?  There’s a lot of that going on over here, dear reader.  What sucks is going through the trouble of figuring out what day and month it is, only to realize that it doesn’t matter.  Oh, it’s Saturday…so what?  It doesn’t make any difference: Saturday, Tuesday, and every other day are pretty much indistinguishable from each other lately.  It only makes Time go more quickly, and Time was already rather out of pocket well before this latest weirdness.

N.P.: “So May We Start (feat. Simon Helberg)[from “Annette”]” – Sparks, Adam Driver, Marion Cotillard

Today was a fine day.  Which I needed, because the next three days are likely to be shit.  Or maybe not.  That could just be my shitty attitude of hopeless negativism.  I’m supposed to view the next three days…every day, really…as gifts.  Which I suppose they are.  Whatever.  Who cares.  Today was a fine day.

N.P.: “Battle Flag” – Pigeonhed

More learning the new software today.  I’m actually really enjoying learning this latest update: this software is robust, and I think is exactly what I need to start assembling these books.  I was thinking I might do an annotated version of Jekyll & Hyde, just to get handy with the software, but it’s going so well, I think I’m just going to dive in with my books.

N.P.: “Working On It” – Chris Rea

Did a major update on my writing software today, so I’ll be reading and watching tutorials for the next couple of days.  That’s it…that’s all that’s going on here.  There may be adventures on the horizon.

N.P.: “Going Down South” – The Black Keys

Very pleased with the decision to strike down California’s stupid, ill-advised, dim-witted, myopic, untenable, and completely unconstitutional ban on assault rifles.  Finally.

N.P.: “Something Wicked This Way Comes” – Barry Adamson