Helicopter Wednesday

I could hear helicopters this morning before 6.  Loudly.  Like too close for my liking.  It went on for some time and I looked at my Ring app.  There was something happening over on 55th and Burnham.  Not in my neighborhood but not that far.  I am familiar that the neighborhood is more Hispanic.  Sigh.  I'll see if I can find something on the local news to figure it out.  Felt like the aliens were coming for us.  Except they had ice in their veins.

I did turn on the news for awhile last night.  Jen Psaki had the attorney general from Arizona on talking about the lawsuit she filed against Mike Johnson.  Good.  He's such a little lying twerp.  So condescending and rude.  I'm glad they're talking action.  This is ridiculous.  I don't even want to see anything about that damn ballroom.  

Well it's a day I have to interact with people and I don't know if I'm ready for that.  Hopefully it'll all be ok.  Have I looked at the diva's Tik Tok page this week?  Yeah.  Am I annoyed?  Yeah.  I shouldn't but I did yesterday and shook my head.  So clueless.  Real smart advertising you're out of town.  What a loon.  Seems very in love with herself.  Oh my god is she ever.  People are morons on social media.  I'll say it again.

I went to Walmart and Target last night to shopkick.  I need to do better on getting more points and I thought well it doesn't start getting dark until 6.  I got walking in and considering how many times I've walked around the Walmart in my neighborhood doing this task, it didn't take me long to get in, get my points and say bye bye before I hit Target.  I'm not a fan of the closest Walmart.  Clerks are nice.  People are nuts in that store.  I know it's a little more problematic with crime too. 

I'm really bothered by the helicopters this morning.  I'm anxious to find out what it was about.  I could be wrong and I'd like to be wrong but I got a feeling a building got raided if people are mentioning US Customs helicopters.  I think of what happened to that one building in Chicago and it still breaks my heart to see that image of a child with zip ties.  We are living in a shameful party of history.

Still anxious to find out the monster's case and the check thief too.  They're the ones that needed a helicopter to catch them and their criminal ways.  

I hope the good humans have a good day.  Hug your loved ones.  I'm going to hug my cat even if she doesn't want me to.  Diva.  I'll take her over the one in my daily life.


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