She's still a republican

 On the radio they're fawning all over Liz Cheney, just about the only Republican who's anti-Trump. For some reason this makes her some kind of a hero and wonderful person to the Left. In reality she's still a republican and this means she honestly believes that "nigras" and "coloreds" ought to not have citizenship and should be either 2nd class residents or chattel slaves. She believes that white women should be brood mares to produce lots of white kids to fight in racial wars and to displace the non-whites that are to be wiped off of the planet. And so on. Utterly evil. 

I went to bed around 7AM and for some reason could not get any kind of real sleep. I finally gave up at a bit past 2, and got up to do things. I packed 6 things that had to go to FedEx, and when a guy came by to pick up a thing he'd bought, I had it cleaned up and ready to go. I also photo'd and started listing a batch of things on Ebay. 

The guy coming to pick up his thing was my signal to get to work packing things though, and that and the usual coffee, nuts, etc. and before heading out, a snack, took me up to just before 7. 

The FedEx dropoff went fine and I found a few useful boxes on the way back and a few things in the erstwhile bountiful dumpster. 

I got back here and finished listing my batch of stuff, and managed to get that done and the office and bathroom cleaned for when Ken came by, right on time. 

During the day, someone had dumped a huge load of server racks in the parking lot and one guy had loaded up a lot of stuff in a van but didn't come back for more. I put a "free" ad on Craig's List which brought one other guy who took a few things, but the stuff was still here when Ken came here. So after talking about tons of stuff and my getting my check, and Ken bringing in some stuff to list, we went out to take some parts off of the rack stuff. So Ken muddled around with part of it while I got out a 7/16ths wrench and took out some pieces with a lot of holes that are particularly useful, and the hardware fastening them in. Those last kind of shake out in the process of "rolling" the rack over to reach all of them, and didn't it make a satisfying bang as a couple hundred pounds of steel is flopped over. 

By then it was a quarter after midnight and Ken had to go - I think his wife is getting on his case if he's out too late which makes sense.