I had my power shut off Tuesday and Wednesday of last week for electrical work, and then turned off for a couple of hours on Friday. Yesterday, someone came by in the morning (not too early), and unscrewed the panels, or whatever exactly was involved, so that an inspector could come by and verify that the work had been performed correctly. Then he came by again to undo what he had done, because the inspector wasn’t coming that day.

This morning, a couple of electricians came by while I was eating breakfast, and again unscrewed the panels. I am awaiting the inspector, and will shortly begin doing my work (I’m teleworking today).

I guess this kind of thing needs to be done, but it is an annoyance.
Annie Lowrey has an article in The Atlantic about cutting property taxes, especially on owner-occupied homes, which is popular with homeowners, but not necessarily good for the rest of the population, or even for some of the homeowners, if all of the effects are taken into account. Her perspective is not quite the same as mine, but there certainly is overlap between our views.

The article may not be accessible if you don’t subscribe to The Atlantic, but I still thought it might be worth pointing out, for those who subscribe, or for people eligible to read a free sample.
This week, I wrote and posted an Office Action on my oldest amendment, bringing my Amended docket down from four cases to three.

Someone filed an After Final amendment three months after my final rejection; this appeared on my Expedited docket, after which I wrote a response within a few hours, and cleared my Expedited docket.

I have been working on my oldest Regular New application, and hope to finish it early next week, and have time for something else.
I would like to report an attempt to bribe me — and no, it wasn’t at my job. It was in an email sent to my personal account by “America First GOP,” telling me about Trump’s proposed $5000 “dividend,” and telling me (this is rich), “Democrats are already calling it ‘bribery.’”

They ask me, “Do you support the $5000 Trump dividend?” They offer the choices: “Yes — fight for my $5000” or “No — let Democrats keep it.” I no more expect Dishonest Donald to give each of us $5000 than I would expect him to pay a contractor in full, or to keep a wedding vow. However, even if the “dividend,” or something like it, ends up being appropriated and paid, where do Trump’s chumps think that the money will come from? It will be borrowed, of course, adding to the burden of debt on each American adult and on our children.

More than that, it will raise the cost of borrowing. If Congress authorizes the payments, or if Trump pays the dividends without a supine Congress doing anything to stop him, then every rational investor will see that any pretense of fiscal responsibility has gone where the woodbine twineth. We can expect the interest rate on government debt to increase accordingly.

This email, of course, was not aimed at rational investors, nor probably even at the average Trump voter. If one recipient in a thousand is stupid enough to fall for the scam, America First GOP will obtain a substantial infusion of funds, and if the country goes down the drain, the scammers will have had a good run first.
A mother in Virginia has been convicted of contributing to the delinquency of a minor, and given a six month suspended jail sentence, the minor in question being her five year old son. She did not have him act as a lookout while she sold crack cocaine; instead, she let him walk a couple of blocks to the pond, inside a gated community. Virginia has a “reasonable childhood independence law” to prevent abuses like this, so the charge of contributing to the delinquency of a minor may have been an attempt to get around the protection supposed to be given by that law. Even if you think that the child should not have been permitted to walk a few blocks on his own, “contributing to the delinquency of a minor” does not seem to me to be the appropriate charge. IANAL.

When I was five years old, I walked several blocks to the elementary school where I attended first grade, and crossed a minor street to do. I may have made the same walk when I was four, and attending kindergarten (I turned five partway through kindergarten), although I’m not entirely sure of that. Other children did much the same.

I live in Virginia, so I may want to check out how pardons work, and petition someone (the Board of Pardons, or whatever they call it) to give Mrs. Parkinson a full pardon.
Two men came by from apartment management. Electrical work is scheduled for Tuesday and Wednesday of next week, so I will have to clear my countertops and other areas; my electricity will be shut off both days from around eight AM until five or six. I can be at work, and dine out, but this will still be a nuisance.
This is a special edition, covering a whole biweek (well, except for Saturday the fifth, which isn’t done yet). Over the past two weeks, I have finished an Office Action on my oldest Regular New application, and done Office Actions on two amendments, bringing my amendments docket down from five cases to two.

I have also held applicant-initiated interviews with two patent agents (they both happened to be patent agents, not patent attorneys) to discuss their cases.

I need to make an effort to keep up production for the next three weeks, to assure that my Fiscal Year ends in a way that will make my supervisor happy.
September 2 was Henry George’s one hundred and eighty-seventh birthday, so I wished a number of people whom I met a happy Henry George Day. This drew questions, and I hope that some of the people with whom I talked will go on to Google on the name, or otherwise do some reading.

I didn’t think to buy a Virginia lottery ticket the weekend before the day, so no chance for now to see if I’ve won a pile of money to donate to Georgist organizations.
I have received an email from “Stop Socialism PAC” — very well, I’m not a socialist. Except that it says, “President Trump has a sacred message for every Christian,” and shows the enthusiastic practitioner of pride, avarice, anger, lust, gluttony, and sloth reading a book labeled “Holy Bible.” (For those counting sins, I’m not sure how much Trump is beset by envy.)

There is a button to click on, saying “Read Trump’s Holy Message.” There might be an association of atheists behind this, but it is far more likely that actual Trump Christians — there are people who identify that way — are responsible.
I’m off duty, on my midday break. I haven’t posted for a while; I couldn’t connect, download email, or access websites for a couple of days last week, ending Friday. I’m not sure whether I had a problem with my device, an iPadAir, or with WiFi in my apartment. I thought it was probably with the device, since I couldn’t access the Internet through the Guest @ (apartment complex) WiFi either. When I tried to use my work computer at home (I usually telework on Fridays), I couldn’t do it at first, and then I turned off and restarted my router. Then I could use my workstation, which physically plugs in, but not my own device, which uses WiFi.

Later in the day, I could use WiFi, and downloaded a couple of days worth of emails. Go figure. Anyway, things are working now, but I am considering getting a new tablet, as the old one has been in use for years, and might die on me. On the other hand, it may last for some time, and I don’t want to waste money.
Country music isn’t particularly my thing (I don’t hate it, unlike some forms of so-called music which have been inflicted on me, but it’s not particularly my thing). Nonetheless, I at least know about Dolly Parton. I remember seeing her in Sixty Minutes many years ago, and I remember reading about her efforts to buy books for poor children, and other good deeds of hers.

So let’s remember a great entertainer who was also a caring and helpful person. Rest in peace, Lady, we’ll miss you.
I have received several junk emails in Newt Gingrich’s name, asking me to support the Trumpists. I remember the 1990s and the Contract With America; back then, I didn’t think that Newt was an angel, and I wasn’t in perfect agreement with him, but I did think that he was to some degree a conviction politician, and I shared his opposition to bloated government and fiscal irresponsibility. Back then, my little chickadees, the Republicans claimed to be against these, and to some extent actually were.

Either I was wrong about Newton Leroy Gingrich, or he did have principles back then, agree with them or not, and subsequently junked them. As Dishonest Donald might put it: sad.
My dinner was something I haven’t made in a while, sweet and sour tempeh. In addition to the tempeh, a soy food, I used crushed pineapple, onion, a carrot, a bit more than one poblano pepper, garlic, red cabbage, oil, black pepper, turmeric, the last of a tomato, and the remains of a jar of kim chee. I also made brown rice, which I put in a ring around the plate, with the tempeh dish in the center.
A new amendment appeared on my docket this week, so I’m up to five amendments. I have started working on the oldest of them.

I finished Office Actions in my oldest Regular New non-RCE application and then on my oldest (and only) Regular New Request for Continued Examination application, and I held an interview with an attorney about another case, so my production for the biweek looks pretty good. There are now two and two thirds biweeks until the end of Fiscal Year 2026.
Thirty-odd years ago, some wit described the platform of Great Britain’s Labour Party as the longest suicide note in history. I was reminded of that when Angie Nixon, a member of the Democratic Socialists of America, defeated Alexander Vindman in Florida’s Democratic primary.

I made donations to Vindman’s campaign in the expectation that the important question was whether he could or could not defeat Republican Senator Ashley Moody; now, it turns out that he will not make it to the general election. I do not agree with the typical DSA agenda, and even a Democrat considerably to the left of me might pause to question the expediency of choosing a very leftist candidate with poor prospects of winning the general election.

I believe that Dishonest Donald and his hangers-on pose a threat to constitutional government, and to America’s military strength and international influence. Democrats, anti-Trump Republicans, and libertarians (big L and/or small L) should cooperate to minimize the representation of Trumpists in Congress and in other bodies where they can influence events. In some primaries, Democratic voters have rejected DSA types, but in others, like Florida’s, they have not, giving Trump a splendid opportunity to denounce his opponents as radical Marxist lunatics. This behavior by some Democrats may turn out to be the suicide note of American democracy.
I have received several emails from a Trumpist spamming source describing Karoline Leavitt as the greatest White House Press Secretary of all time, and urging me to thank her.

Some people are seriously out of touch with reality. Others are cynically misinforming and exploiting those who are out of touch with reality.
This week, a new amendment appeared on my Amended docket, and I finished an Office Action on my oldest amendment, so I’m back at four amendments.

I’ve been working on my oldest non-RCE Regular New case, but haven’t finished it.

Also, I confirmed that a case had been abandoned this week, and did a Notice of Abandonment.
The other day, I received an email from Vice President J.D. Vance beginning, “As a Marine from the Rust Belt, I was taught to always keep my word!”

That’s nice, James David. And did your instructors teach you to lie about Haitians stealing and eating people’s pets?
This week, I finished an Office Action on my oldest non-RCE Regular New application. I also declared a case rejected more than six months ago abandoned, after getting confirmation from the attorney, and did a Notice of Abandonment.

I have been working on the oldest of the four applications on my Regular Amended docket.
My lunch today included a substantial wedge of cantaloupe from the farmers’ market, which I enjoyed. In the previous couple of days, I ate a pair of farmers’ market plums, far better than supermarket plums, and a peach, also from the farmers’ market.

I also enjoyed multiple servings of watermelon from the melon which I mentioned buying at the farmers’ market a couple of weeks ago.

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