Stunning development: I cheered W. Bush's speech today in which he took swipes at the POTUS Abomination. 

W. got something right. End of the World time?

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Dawdled observation: When will the lame-brain Media recognize Fathead in Chief's jokes for what they are? Occasionally, his ultimatums are amusing, which makes me doubt myself.

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I'd like to thank Firefox for yet another chance to ask: How dumb does Mozilla think I am?

"Firefox screenshots" arrived with the latest update. Its explanation: 

"When you take a shot, Firefox posts your screenshot to your online Screenshots library and copies the link to your clipboard. We automatically store your screenshot for two weeks, but you can delete shots at any time or change the expiration date to keep them in your library for longer."

I don't know where to begin explaining how bad this idea is. So I won't, other than to say that my Mac laptop has an app, Grab, for screenshots that doesn't grab my info and stuff it online. Thanks, Mac.

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Old fogey rolling: Construction in Northern Nevada exploded this year. Which is why, I guess, a third of the gravel/rock carriers I travel next to on the freeway have Idaho license plates instead of Nevada. 

If a truck's used in Nevada it has to be licensed in Nevada.

Tax cheats.

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The personal anecdotes that contestants recite on "Jeopardy!" are jejune.

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I re-read, last month, Brit Charles Stross's "Merchant Prince" series, including the 2017 entry, all set in the United States and neighboring turf in parallel universes. It's heartening that he finally figured out that FEMA doesn't issue warrants for top-secret law enforcement. FISC aka FISA Court, finally. 

His characters still are terrified that a ringing doorbell means Jehovah's Witnesses, though.

Are JWitnesses ruffians in the UK?

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Space TV:

CBS is wise to put "Star Trek Discovery" on pay-for-it. On the network, the ratings would be invisibly small. Plus, it keeps fans used to paying for "Star Trek," ahead of whenever there's a new movie.

As for "The Orville," I'm not sure why I'm still watching, although last week's episode had some laugh-out-loud moments. It is very '60s in the feel that there are no consequences to their actions. Things reset at the end of each show.

Seth MacFarlane works at near-genius level. I bet the Fox censors are nervous breakdowns, having to rein him back. But he needs somebody to say "no, that's gross."

His captain's got no charisma, though; he might as well be the night manager of a corner convenience store.

The sad story-telling trots over old territory. Sci-fi's supposed to break ground, lead, not follow.

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