I am sort of a grumpus today. I had to look the word “grumpus” up. I mean, it sounds like what it means but sticking in the back of my mind somewhere was, “Isn’t a grumpus a whale?” I was close. A “grampus” is a whale. Not to be confused with a “grampa”, which is, well you know what that is. Unless you call yours “Grandaddy” or “Bumpa” or “Jack” or whatever.

I will *never* be a grampus or a grampa but I am a blasted grumpus today. Why? I dunno exactly. It was a pretty regular day. It has rained almost all day but I like rain, although it did keep me from my noon walk. I was not dressed quiiiiite warmly enough for this.

Maybe I am paying too much attention to news and politics? Long rant about the housing “bubble” and subsequent banking “crisis” deleted here. I am not an economist but I predicted the crisis at least 10 years before it happened.

Back in the 1960s when I was a hippie wannabee, we used to think that our parents’ generation screwed the world up. They made their mistakes but guess what? My generation (the “hippie / meeeee” generation) has probably screwed things up much more. Why the heck did we think we needed so much crap and why did we go into debt to obtain all that crap? The crap that some of us are now trying so hard to sort out and dump. (Is anybody else doing this sorting / dumping thing? Or trying? Or thinking about it?)

I was hanging out in the back of The Commander’s apartment at FV recently while a young nursing student interviewed her about her life. I was doing my best to stay out of the conversation but I had to listen when the subject of our country’s recent difficulties came up. The Comm lived through the Depression and WWII (with a pilot for a husband) and she said that she thought that our current problems will eventually be resolved, more or less. I have to say that I agree with her and was kind of encouraged. But I also understand what our children are going through. I wish I knew what to say…

I hope The Commander is right! I don’t know where our world is going next and I have lost my train of thought. It rained all day. When I got home, I walked over to the Plum Market (under an umbrella) so I could make coq au vin tonight. That’ll get rid of some of the leftover white whine from summer at the moomincabin. I can always use leftover whine. If nothing else, I will dump it into spaghetti sauce. Or coq au vin.

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