1. No work being done on the Great Master Bathroom of Dunwoody. The project manager said that the granite wouldn’t start until next week at the earliest. That would be week 4 of the project. So far, only one day this week has any work been done.

2. Went to wound clinic and the nurse practitioner said it is healing nicely and gave me more dressing material and I’m going back in another two weeks when it should be (hopefully) healed.

3. Our closet Mooslime in the White House gave some speech about military action against ISIS. I didn’t listen to it. I’m sure it was total bullshit. Anything short of nuking most of the players in this conflict won’t really do much good. Nuke Tehran and Qom in Iran. Nuke Mecca, Medina, and Riyadh in Saudi Arabia. There goes most of the funding for Islamic terrorist organizations. While we’re at it, send most of the officers of CAIR to Club Gitmo. CAIR is nothing more than an Islamic terrorist front group. While we’re at it, let’s send all of the Mooslime refugees from places like Somalia back to where they came from. They come here and then they want to change this country into the shitholestans they came from. They think Sharia Law should take precedence over our laws and our Constitution and we have stupid liberals who think that is OK. Send the libs back to he shitholestans with them. Multiculturism is cultural suicide.

4. I can now play Bach’s Prelude in C Major all the way through with only one or two mistakes. Most people wouldn’t even catch them. I once played guitar at a wedding. On one of the songs, the singer had problems singing in the key that I learned it in from the music she gave me. I told her I would be happy to transpose it to an easier key but she said no and it would be fine. It wasn’t. Halfway through the first verse she decided to start over and it took me two measures to go back with her. I was furious. After the ceremony, I apologized to the bride of the mother. She didn’t even knew we fucked up. The majority of the people on this planet are tone deaf.