Maybe it's because it's spring, maybe it's because the administration's effort to drain the swamp is filtering through on a personal level, but whatever the case, I figured it was time to clean up the Compound.
That meant moving chests of drawers, a piano, a table, a TV, and sorting out a guest room, the gun room and part of the living room. Quite a job, which involved getting a surprisingly cheap good deal of a table. A Mexican painter helped me move it off the rig and into the house; thanks, Lupe.
So the old, malfunctioning, self-serving, establishment was broken up and the trash taken out. Lo and behold, the Compound's a happier place.
In related news, EU Boss, Jean-Claude Juncker, has threatened to break up the United States because of President Trump's support for BREXIT.
You and whose army, Juncker, the American one you don't pay for?
Cheers,
LSP
