Another night of less than optimal sleep. I hate setting an alarm. I get so anxious about not waking up on time. Sigh. When I am president, I think I will have my assistants call me or knock on my door when I need to get up. I think that might be less intrusive than an actual alarm. I also think that the alarms that have large lights on them that just get brighter and brighter until one wakes and turns them off are pretty cool.
I did get to her house on time this morning. A little early of course. She was late. Life is that way. She also sat in the back seat, which was a little surprising. Not that I really care. But if she had told me ahead of time, I would have cleaned out the back seat for her. I think my car is too old to have heated seats in the back. And I didn’t know where the cup holders were – turns out there are holders in the door pockets. Lastly, she needed to borrow my charging cable because my car didn’t have a USB-A port which is what her cord needed. It was a long way to Olean. But it went pretty quickly. Easy drive. Nice weather. Lots of beautiful views. We really do live in a great part of the country!
On the way home, I stopped and charged for a bit at a Tops. It was good to have a rest from driving. They didn’t sell Pepitas. So I didn’t open the package of them that I have in the car as a gift for EC (and JC if he wants some and EC is willing to share). Sigh. The route I took home, sent me through Naples past BVT. I still have bad memories of that place. I know it was my fault. I oughtn’t to have said yes. I was just so excited to be doing paid work in the theatre. Long frustrating story that, if you go back far enough in these posts, you can find out all about it. Not my best moments.
At home, I had some lunch. I finally, after months it seems, finished my bag of sweet potato chips. Woo hoo! A weight has been lifted.
Gosh, my hotdogs and baked beans last night were about the best version of that I have made and had. This time I added sauerkraut, sour cream and mustard (dill) and boy howdy was it tasty! I also counted how many pieces I cut each hot dog into so that I can more better keep a decent ratio between hot dog and not hot dog. I think I will have more of that tonight.

I did a second shift of dashing and it wasn’t too bad. I ended up declining one because I didn’t want to drive to Lyons yet again for way too little money. Soon after that, I got a well paying offer to Seneca Falls. It might have been about the same distance, but the $ was completely different. I took that one and made it my last for the evening.
While I was waiting at Char Burrito, I noticed a message from the woman I delivered to Olean this morning. She was asking about trips to Rochester. And then she called me and told me that she wasn’t able to get an uber back to Geneva. Honestly, I am not surprised. It is a terrible ride. And I doubt there are many Uber drivers in Olean on a Wednesday night. I opted not to drive another four hours, in the dark, to go get her. That was around 5:30 pm. If I had gone, I wouldn’t have been back until around 9:30 pm. I feel a teeny bit guilty. I hope she figures it out!
Now I am home and falling asleep as I type this. But I want to eat a bit before going to sleep. Not that I am particularly hungry. I think it will be the last of the leftover pasta tonight instead of the delicious baked beans. I want to add some sort of sauce, but I am not sure what at this point. I found the shells with chick peas to be a tad dry for my taste.
Augustus for President: I had a reminder set up for me to call the IRS again today. I had put it on daily repeat, figuring that the IRS wouldn’t get their act together for another week. I was surprised when the message said my wait time would be between half an hour and an hour. It was about half an hour I think. I had a very nice person to help me. She said that a letter was in the mail and I ought to get it. Eventually. It really should just take three days, but I am not going to be expecting it for at least a week. But then I can finally get my bank account for the campaign going and start collecting contributions. I like that word better than donation. The campaign isn’t a charity. It is a group on a mission to make the United States and hopefully the world a happier and better place. Not great again, by the way…
Other than that, I did have a lot of thoughts that I added to the database. And I have decided that I will start a separate presidential blog post from this, my personal one, beginning in January of 2026. Tortoise steps rule!
I may change the start date of my tour to all fifty state capitals to Wednesday, February 11 2026 as that will be exactly 1000 days until the election. Thoughts are welcome!








