On the way to work this morning, I was behind a flat bed truck hauling a burial vault. I hope that’s not some kind of omen for the type of day it’s gonna be. Now matter how terrible things get today, at least it’s finally Friday, and what a big week we’ve had.

As everybody surely knows by now, barring some sort of terrible mishap Donny Drumpf is the next Republican nominee for President. Imagine that. The electoral map isn’t looking too good for him right now, but there’s a long way to go until November and I wouldn’t overestimate the intelligence of the ‘merican people. You’ll gradually see all the GOP elites supporting the Don, I guarantee. And as Trump “moderates” himself, Independents and all the “maverick” types will start becoming more enamored of the Don (especially after the Republicans start pulling out some feces to fling at Clinton from their E-mailgate and Benghazi bags of tricks).

Why, Donald even “loves” Hispanics now!

Of course, when he says he loves Hispanics, he means as an ingredient.

It promises to be a busy weekend at my house. First, I have to drag Bud in to the vet for his Lepto/Lyme vaccination (that it really would have been a lot easier for him to get when he was there a couple of weeks ago). And then the grass has grown approximately 2 feet since I cut it last weekend.

Plus I didn’t brew last weekend, so I need to cook up a batch this weekend, lest I fall behind in my quota. And then there’s all the usual trip tp Costco and laundry and all that shit – and then it’ll be Monday again.

Oh, and I’m on call so who knows what fun surprises are in store.

Then Sunday is Mother’s Day, though since I’m an orphan, I guess I’m off the hook for that one.

Today is the start of National Nurse’s Week (ending with the 196th birthday of Florence Nightingale on May 12). They make a big show of it where I work, pretending to value nurses by handing out some useless trinkets to them all.

I’d say that if you know a nurse, to wish her a Happy Nurse’s Day today, but odds are at best all you’ll get is a surly grumble about bullshit and hypocrites, and at worst, well…. If you’re not careful you could get hurt.

There is no such thing as DBA day (let alone week). At least, not one that anybody pays any attention to – especially around here. IT people are basically considered overhead. If we manage to keep things going without any catastrophic failures, then clearly we’re not needed and they’re just wasting money by paying us. And if something goes wrong, then we’re clearly incompetent and useless.

You just can’t win. As we (and by “we” I mean “me”) say around my house, nurses work from sun to sun, but DBA’s job is never done.