Boy, do I look forward to the day I don’t have to type a leading zero in my title…

We’re still hunkered down here, waiting each evening during curfew, to make sure nothing gets too close to our home. We listen as all gas stations are ordered to turn off their pumps and stop selling gas, which the criminals are apparently using to purchase the fuel they use to burn local businesses and other things (even TREES, apparently) to the ground. I can’t believe some gas stations refuse to obey and stay open anyway. I wonder if they’re actually ticketed.

We listen as huge buses with blacked-out plates, stuffed with people, ammunition and supplies, are pulled over and checked… are they arrested? Lots of buses, many from other cities and states, coming in and out of Kenosha, to and from downtown… Maybe some are military…? National Guard…? Who knows. We stay at home, in the house, listening to the scanner. Lots of people with “long guns”. What is a “long gun”, are they just referring to a rifle, or is there a specific one that is called a “long gun?”

Lots of “32’s” reported. Does that mean police code for “10-32”, which is “Man With Gun”, or are they referring to a “.32 caliber handgun?” Questions questions. Doesn’t really matter I guess, it’s all frightening when you’re sitting this close. It’s just a little better than Mike, Sandy’s brother who lives much closer to uptown Kenosha than us, and posted yesterday “And Thank you Lord for taking our loved ones sooner than expected“. WTF?! He lost me there. But he often does. For once a post of his is easy for me to read and it STILL doesn’t make sense to me.

At least the construction (and regular life) continues during the day… They recently replaced several sidewalk tiles in front of our house and installed a handicapped curb ramp on our corner (we’re a corner house) and just installed sod today to replace the grass in our yard that they destroyed in the process. We were a little worried they might leave the huge gaping dirt holes around the new sidewalk sections, just waiting for someone to walk by and twist or break an ankle. But they didn’t, they did a decent job of replacing the grass. Now we just have to baby it (if they don’t) and water it often to make sure it blends in well. And we also had a bulk pickup yesterday – about 25 bags of garbage, windows, broken yard tools, and even a tire–which was a bit tricky to pile out onto the curb mixed in with all of the construction cones and stuff from the sidewalk work, but it all worked out and they took everything away. Ahhhh, breathing room…

Word of the day: Antifa – a political protest movement comprising autonomous groups affiliated by their militant opposition to fascism and other forms of extreme right-wing ideology.

I had never heard that word before until yesterday. Now I’m hearing it everywhere.