Will is in a Mood

Good morning, Stroock's Books reader(s) and Happy Cinco de Mayo. This is the 23rd anniversary of our paternal grandmother's death. As is now family tradition, we like to pester her namesake.

We mowed the lawn yesterday. The grass is surprisingly green and almost even. What's up with that?

War of the ants....we remain convinced that soon the enemy will reach the tipping point bringing about victory. 

For the first time in our life, we snapped at a cashier and didn't feel bad about it. 'All I want to do is check out. I don't want to try another phone number. I don't want to apply for a 10% discount card. I don't want to get vaccinated. All I want to do is check out. Clear?' We are getting old and less tolerant of fuckwitery. 

Related...we have another doctor's appointment this morning, and yet another later in the week. We are sick of doctors, doctors' offices, forms, more forms, waiting around, etc etc..

The New York Post tells us that Florida Governor Ron DeSantis is prepping a 2028 run for president. Longtime reader(s) will recall that we supported him in the 2024 primaries.* We can think of no better candidate to take up Trump's fight against the Dems and the Deep State. DeSantis would be formidable in the general election.  

DOGE Report.

The FDN and Pan-American advance into Nicaragua continues apace. Events are transpiring. It occurred to us yesterday that we don't know how we're wrapping things up in Cuba. 

Okay...planning and thinking about World War 1990: Battle of the GIUK Gap...is going just fine. We got a Canadian Aurora aircraft. A Canadian destroyer. A Ruski sub. A British carrier hunter-killer group. USS Stirling. The Grognard thinks we should have a Danish ship (why not?).

* Note: our preferred candidate has never clinched the nomination. Paul Tsongas, Lamar Alexander, John McCain, Rudy Giuliani...ours is a long list of failure in the presidential primaries.