Not a happy camper

Last night I got texted that my Monday morning dental appointment was changed form 9 AM to 7 AM. I was upset but agreed to the change. This morning, less than an hour before the appointment it was changed again. What makes me even more angry is that I'm now dependent on my G.D. smart phone for communications.

It's too hot.

We're bombing Iran. This is Iraq 2.0 with a more fanatical enemy. No amount of promises of golf courses and luxury hotels is going to quench the Iranian thirst for revenge.

I've grown up to become an anti-war activist. This stinks.