Journal, Day 1922
Monday, 23 June 2025
Ukraine War: Day 1228
Hamas-Israel War: Day 624
US-Iran War: Day 3
Mass shootings in the USA in 2025: 177
Days of OSG in office: 155
Days until Midterm Elections: 499
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So yeah, THAT happened. The orange sh**-gibbon started a war with Iran. Naturally, they retaliated and fired missiles at our army base in Qatar. It was unpopulated, and there were no casualties.
This whole thing feels staged, as if it’s a ruse designed to raise the price of oil. I wonder if anyone has considered investigating whether the OSG has investment interests in crude oil futures. I betcha dollars to donuts he does.
According to multiple news outlets, Homeland Security had to quietly submerse the operation with clandestine plans and dispatch B2 bombers in numerous locations, because he couldn’t stop posting on his shitty social media site to tell his cult followers what was happening and where the planes were. He’s a security nightmare.
I had a 2-hour meeting today (that could have been a phone call). While that was in progress, I processed the pending returns for four locations and finalized some loss and damage bills for a fifth location, then went through new quotes and confirmed orders.
The two baby doves (the third clutch of the season — this makes six babies total) fledged on Sunday. After a day or so of experimental flapping, they both flew the coop (or nest, as it were) late yesterday afternoon and have not returned.
Daddy dove came back today at about 12:45 and belly-flopped hard on the nest. I rolled back the cam footage and saw that he appeared to have a leg injury. He sat in the empty nest for about 15 minutes, poking at his leg and preening, and then he took off suddenly, but he was having trouble perching on the edge of the nest. I hope he just has a sprain.
We had the roofers here again today. They were using a leaf-blower to clear a clogged gutter that had been leaking, and I hope they didn’t aim it at our doves out of sheer meanness. At one point when they were coming down the ladder, they hit our windows with the blower so hard, I thought they might have broken it. Right after that is when Daddy Dove flew to the nest in a panic, so I wouldn’t put it past them.
Animal cruelty makes me very angry.
