7 days in May

America has never had a military coup–That we know of.

This story is about a “what might have been.”

We see it in other countries all the time. Popular general-weak president.

The general sees fit to take over as president. After all, it seems to make a lot of sense.

I like this story because it had a lot of intrigue. You don’t know what is going to happen, how things are going to work out even at the very end. The power play between such powerful figures is fascinating to me.


I got to work early today. There were some European time zones that had to be reckoned with.

But even so, I couldn’t sleep very well because I was worried that I had killed one of my plants.

A favorite plant.

What can I say? Some things wake you up at 4 a.m. At that hour, it is hard to put things into perspective.

But honestly, I am still worried about my plant. I hope it makes it.

Anyway, I’ve been here since 6:45 and I’m running out of steam. I’m supposed to go replace a piece of equipment that is malfunctioning intermittently. I’ve been supposed to be replacing it for a couple weeks. It will be kind of hard to do.

But not that hard.

I am apparently fabulously lazy. It would probably worry me less just to take care of it.

But it would take effort.

And I don’t want to make any efforts right now.

What I really want is to go over to the vending machine and buy that butterfinger that is in C34.

It’s been waiting there all day.

But I’m trying to eat healthy.

Is it really impossible to go through my day without this butterfinger?
Perhaps I should go get it and be done with it.

Or perhaps I should go get the key to the storage room that had the equipment I need to swap out in it.

And be done with it.

Or maybe I should tell myself that I get to have the butterfinger as soon as I’m finished with the equipment.

But I don’t really want to deal with the equipment.

I have a feeling that I’m not going anywhere.