Y’all Come! ... Part 2

My morning paper tells me that me that presently there is a new caravan of 1,500 migrants heading to the Good Ole USofA from Honduras. Some people up here are really concerned about what’s coming up here from down there. 

If these Concerned People would only read my Foolishness they would not be so Concerned. Only this past June 30th I wrote a Blog Posting that showed the Silver Lining in these Ongoing Onslaughts to those who were smart enough to read my Blog Postings.

 

Sometime I get down on myself because the Whole World does not read my Foolishness. It’s times like these where I am tempted to give up the ghost (whatever that means) and stop writing these Absurdities. I start thinking I am running low on Silliness but do not concern yourself about my really quitting because I’m Full Of It.

 

Y’all Come!

Immigration is all the rage at present. The poor unfortunate souls who were unlucky enough to be born in Guatemala, Honduras and Nicaragua need to get out of Guatemala, Honduras and Nicaragua and they have chosen the Good Ole USofA as their preferred choice of where they want to live.

 

A lot of Americans think, since We Have Lots of Room Up Here, and, if they want to live with us, we have an obligation to let them move up here if they want to move up here.

 

I say we ought to not wait for them to decide they want to be our neighbors. I think we ought to send planes down there and bring every one of them up here because, as stated above, We Have Lots of Room Up Here.

 

If we were to decide, after we have them all up here, we don’t like what the Good Ole USofA has turned into, we can just move down there because there will be no one living down there and there will be Lots of Room Down There.

 

Would I kid u?

Smartfella

 

Lagniappe: I can tell that some of you is questioning my use of “Y’all Come” as the Subject of this Blog Posting. Well, Mr. Picky People, are not such phrases as “Y’all Come” used in the South? Guatemala, Honduras and Nicaragua are further South than our South. Y’all should know better than to question me.

A Big Problem...We Receive Alarming And Shocking Information. We Become Alarmed And Shocked. We Vote Based On That Alarming And Shocking Information. What Could Be Wrong With That?

The Big Problem is that, after you have finished voting, you find out that, while the Alarming and Shocking Information is Alarming and Shocking, it is not true.

 

You can still fix your vote by simply rushing to the Voting Place and changing your vote...Or can you?

 

A Official Fella Interruption (OFI): Fella does contend that this is a Misinformed Democrat Voter Problem or that it is a Misinformed Republican Voter Problem but each side will certainly label this as a Big Problem for the Other Side because we spend a lot of time saying that Other Side is The Problem.

 

Case in Point...Foreign Aid

Cogent Point #1...

Ø When asked what percentage of the budget the government should spend on Foreign Aid, some Americans say about 10%.

Ø That may seem like a fair proposal.

Ø However, as it stands now, the government only spends about 1% of the budget on Foreign Aid.

Ø If our government was required to do what Some Americans tell it to do, in order to “reduce” Foreign Aid to 10%, it would have to be increased by 9%.

 

Cogent Point #2...

Ø Some Americans vastly inflate how much our Government spends on Foreign Aid.

Ø They believe Foreign Aid comprises as much as 30% of the total budget.

Ø To fix this over spending problem, they recommend “cutting” it down to 13%.

Ø If our government was required to do what these Americans tell it to do, in order to “reduce” Foreign Aid to 13%, it would have to be increased by 12%.

 

Would I kid u?

Smartfella

 

Lagniappe: If you want to read more than I gave you to read, click here... http://www.pbs.org/wnet/need-to-know/the-daily-need/are-bad-voters-like-drunk-drivers-new-book-says-they-are-and-that-they-should-stay-home-on-election-day/8609/

Dog Spelled Backwards Is God

For years, as I have exercised in various parks around where I live, I have seen my fellow exercising people being pulled around the exercising trails by Little White Dogs on long leashes.

 

I have often thought to myself that their bodies would receive more benefit if the dog was not doing all the work of pulling them along and they were using their own muscle power to move along.

 

You may think my thinking is silly thinking but I always tell you what I think and let you decide whether I am silly or not. It’s sort of like Fox News...I Think. You Decide.

 

Over time the Being-Pulled Exercisers and their Pulling Dogs have changed...

Ø I have seen more and more exercisers being pulled by 2 Separate and Distinct Little White Dogs.

Ø Then, instead of 2 Separate Little White Dogs, they were being pulled by 2 Dogs of Different Sizes (1 little and 1 very much larger).

Ø Lastly the little dog was replaced by another Very Much Larger Dog.

 

This last bullet above resulted in a Walking Catastrophe for one of my fellow exercisers and it was horrible to behold...

Ø I rounded a curve to the scene of a fellow walker being pulled in 2 Opposite Directions by her 2 Very Large Dogs.

Ø As I watched she let out a blood curdling scream as both dogs broke their leash collars at the same moment and headed in hot pursuit of the squirrel of their choice.

Ø I rushed up to her and, as I knelt beside her, it became obvious that both of her shoulders had been dislocated.

Ø She said to me through her pain, “Which way did they go?”

Ø I replied, “North by Northwest and South by Southeast!”

 

I called 911 and, as she was loaded into the ambulance, the last thing I said to her was, “I feel your pain (which was a lie). Staying Healthy is Enough to Kill You.”

 

The King of Costco...

If you can’t see what’s in the Baby Stroller, enlarge the picture. Even if you can’t see, I bet you can guess...The King Is In The Building!

 

Would I kid u?

Smartfella

They Are 100% Right...Or Are They?

Yes, this is a rework of a past Blog Posting but it is still happening. Since “they” won’t stop trying to trick us, I feel obligated to to point out to you that they are trying to trick us.

 

We are at present being inundated with Polls. (Maybe I should have pecked out the prior sentence as, “We are always being inundated with Polls”.) They are often 100% Wrong but Poll Takers never stop trying to convince us that This Latest Poll is 100% Right.

 

The silliest ones are the ones where we are told the results of a poll done by a Democratic or a Republican Pollster. It is strange how the "results" always come out favoring their party's positions.

 

I guess I could be made to believe the poll did come out in favor of their party's positions but, you will never get me to believe, that any poll that did not favor their party's positions was just simply not published at all.

 

It's sort of like them saying, “We are going to keep polling the American People until the American People get it right”.

 

Would I kid u?

Smartfella

On Behalf Of Foolishness...Or Is It?, I Sincerely Apologize To Each And Every One Of My Dear Readers!

I could have made each and every one of you Stinking Rich and I have let your Stinking Richness slip through my careless fingers.

 

There is no way I can get your Golden Opportunity back and I do I feel so very sorry about what I have done. I only hope you will find it in your collective hearts forgive me.

 

As so often happens, I got ahead of myself. Allow me to back up and tell you how you could have become Stinking Rich...

Ø I’m certain you remember my Shadowy Bulgarian Billionaire who has more money than he knows what to do with from 2 blogs ago.

Ø Several weeks ago he was feeling very generous about all his money (or he was drunk) and he made me an offer that I couldn’t refuse but I did when I told him, “Don’t bother me, Shadowy, I’m busy”.

Ø I let his offer go by the wayside because I was preoccupied trying to count the number of NFL Football Players who were kneeling, sitting, holding their clenched fists in the air, picking their noses, picking the next protesting player’s nose and/or in the locker room during the playing of our National Anthem before the game I was about to watch.

 

You, my dear readers, could have been the beneficiaries of his generosity (or his drunkenness), if only I had been paying attention!

 

I did it again. I neglected to tell you exactly what my Shadowy Bulgarian Billionaire’s offer was...

He Said He Would Pay Each Of You $.10 Every Time The Word “Kavanaugh” Was Spoken On Radio Or TV Or Written In Any Print Media Between The Day He Was Nominated For The Supreme Court And The Day He Came Up For A Vote In The U.S. Senate.

I know how sharp each of you are, therefore, I know none of you needs a calculator to know that by the time the vote is finally taken in the Senate each of you could be Stinking.

 

Would I kid u?

Smartfella

New Medicare Card-Part 2. Filling In That Blank. Oops! That Blank Is Gone! That Must Be A Mistake...Or is it?

Being The Noticer I noticed a change to the New Medicare Card that is not being talked about by anyone except me. Some may call it Silent Progress. Fella does not think it is.

 

In a concession to the Objecting People who are objecting to anything having to do with Male and Female...

Ø The old card had an Entry Location for Sex and, on my card, it was filled is as “Male”.

Ø The new card has no Entry Location for Sex.

 

Those Objecting People may not accept that I am a Male but I know I am a Male.

 

A sobering thought just hit me...

Ø If the Objecting People knew that I know that I am Male would they bring action against my thinking I know that I am Male?

Ø Said another way, am I allowed to think in contradiction to the way the Objecting People think I ought to think?

Ø If I kept my thinking to myself (a growing practice in the Good Ole USofA today) would they find out what I was thinking to myself?

Ø Would they bring back that dead guy who used to be on the Ed Sullivan Show to read my mind? Certainly you remember him...Or do you? He was the one who stood on Ed’s stage and read the minds of Ed’s audience.

Ø He did his standing before the Internet was invented. If we used to be able to put a man on the moon, we certainly could invent an App that would allow that Dead Guy to read my mind while I sit in my home in my La-Z-Boy.

Ø If the Objecting People did bring back that dead guy and he read my mind, would they be able to bring action against me for Secret Thinking?

Ø The way we are headed Secret Thinking is certainly going to be declared a crime in the not-too-distant future.

Ø It won’t be long before we are going to required to Think Out Loud at all times so the Objecting People can know what we are thinking and correct our thinking before our thinking gets out of hand and, for our own good, drastic action can be brought against us to get us to think correctly.

 

I’m going to quit now. I always quit when I begin to confuse myself.

 

On the other hand, can I quit without permission? If not, where do I go to get permission to quit?

 

Now this is really getting confusing.

 

Would I kid u?

Smartfella

It Seems Everyone Today Has A Movement. Why Should I Be The Exception?

It is my hope that, once you have read this Foolishness, you will want to join me in my Movement.

 

I have recently become aware of a Scourge that is killing one of my Fellow Americans every 3 Days and no one is paying this Ongoing Humanitarian Disaster a single No Never Mind (whatever that is).

 

This National Unawareness needs to change and I intend to be the Driving Force behind that change.

 

I have been in contact with a Shadowy Bulgarian Billionaire who has more money than he knows what to do with (All Shadowy Bulgarian Billionaires have this “problem”) and he has pledged his full support for whatever course of action I decide to take to make this right.

 

I am already in Full Frenzied Action Mode because I know that I am going to be the catalyst that will save 121.7 Lives a Year (1 every 3 days) and prevent 94,570 Injuries a Year (one every 6 minutes).

 

I hope you are ready to join me in my quest and I don’t need your money because I have my Shadowy Bulgarian Billionaire’s Financial Support but you can make change happen by joining me on the Picket Line.

 

Oops! My Bulgarian just told me I don’t need you on the Picket Line either because he has a full stable of protestors all over the Good Ole USofA ready to demonstrate as soon as he Tweets.

 

Since I am still in my Full Frenzied Action Mode, I told him I will get to work on a Training Program to convey to the demonstrators the significance of the issues we face and get them motivated to deliver believable and sincere protest demonstrations.

My Bulgarian looked at me with sustain and anger and told me that he was a professional instigator and he only employed professional demonstrations. There was no need to train his demonstrators because he pays them well and past attempts to train them about what they are demonstrating about has only served to confused them.

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Did I forget to tell what has sent me into this frenzy? Here it is... 

I was walking to the rest room in Costco the other day and I noticed this poster in the Employee Only You Can’t Go In There Area...

 

(This is further proof that I am a Prodigious Noticer.)

 

I don’t like to tell my Dear Readers what to do but may I suggest that the next time you see a Fork Lift Truck run for you lives!

 

Would I kid u?

Smartfella

 

TV Dinners In Restaurants

Mr. Bob Brody has hit this Awful Nail on its Awful Head. TVs in Restaurants is part of the Decline and Fall of the Good Ole USofA. Yes, we have lots of other problems but these pervasive TVs are dumping more Slippery on our Slippery Slope every day. 

Mr. Brody addresses the problem masterfully but Fella has to disagree with one aspect of the picture he paints. He says that the sound of the TVs are Blaring at us as we eat. In my experience, they do not blare sound at us but they still blare at us because they are a constant visual distraction to us.

 

Even if we are determined to not pay attention to them, we find that our eyes are continually catching sight of something or other that interrupts our conversation, our concentration, our chewing or our interaction with those we came into the restaurant with in order to get away from It All. Sadly we find that It All followed us into our favorite restaurant.

 

I just pecked out “favorite restaurant”. My favorite restaurant is no longer my favorite. Years ago it had No TVs. One time I asked to see that owner and congratulated him on the fact that he did not have a TV in his establishment. His response to me was he would never have a TV in his restaurant. Today he has 2 TVs for his diners to “enjoy”.

 

Below I have inserted Mr. Brody’s article on TV Dinners and followed that with part of a Blog Posting I published about this awfulness on July 5, 2018.

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First, Mr. Brody’s Article...

·         Opinion

·         Commentary

If I Wanted a TV Dinner, I’d Stay Home

Restaurants should ditch the screens and allow conversation to flourish.

By

Bob Brody

Sept. 20, 2018 6:06 p.m. ET

Live television at Shaw's Tavern in Washington, June 8, 2017. Photo: Manuel Balce Ceneta/Associated Press

As soon as I set foot in the restaurant, I hear it. The sound is unmistakable. It’s a television.

Let me state for the record how I feel about TVs in restaurants. I hate them. TVs in restaurants are a scourge and an epidemic.

Restaurants were conceived as places you go to eat. Someone would buy, prepare and serve food to you. This business model has held up well since the first modern restaurant opened, reportedly in Paris in 1765.

But in the late 1940s, a few taverns started putting in TVs to draw fans for boxing matches. Then traditional restaurants installed sets. Nowadays, television has infiltrated not only diners, coffee shops and pizzerias but also upscale steakhouses, romantic Italian bistros and chic cafes.

I hold to three basic principles about eating out. First, focus on the food. Devote your senses to admiring its appearance, savoring its composition, inhaling its aromas.

Second, you typically gather to eat with other people—family, friends, colleagues, clients. Restaurants serve a social purpose. You might chance upon a long-lost classmate at the next table or see a marriage proposal.

Third, restaurants give you the opportunity to carry out the popular activity known as having a conversation. A laugh might ensue, or a heart-to-heart moment. You can get to know, and perhaps even better understand and appreciate, your parents, your children and others. Such exchanges lubricate the wheels of our culture, our economy and our society.

These objectives are hard to accomplish with a blaring TV in the background. Discussing career issues with a friend can be a challenge when you can’t help overhearing some sportscaster go berserk over a dunk.

The National Restaurant Association has not collected statistics on how many restaurants house televisions. Nor has it performed any research on customer attitudes toward TVs in restaurants or expressed a public point of view about the issue.

I hereby implore the restaurant industry to give us a break. (Sports bars are exempt.) Let’s face it, our attempts to interact with each other face-to-face these days already encounter enough distractions. We spend ever more hours of our lives staring at our screens. TVs follow us wherever we go, from airports to our doctor’s waiting room. Let’s preserve the places that are left where we can hang out together uninterrupted.

I’ve adopted my own personal policy. If a restaurant has a TV going, I ask a manager to either turn it off or lower the volume. If my request is honored, as it often is, we’re all set to enjoy a proper meal. But if it’s declined, I have the advantage of consumer choice. I can vote with my feet and leave.

Mr. Brody, an executive and essayist in New York City, is author of the memoir “Playing Catch with Strangers: A Family Guy (Reluctantly) Comes of Age.”

Appeared in the September 21, 2018, print edition.

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Now please reread this part of my Foolishness...Or Is It about TVs In Restaurants...

Ø Little did he know that the restaurants of the Good Ole USofA were going to be populated with somewhere between 2 (Chinese Take Outs) and 53 (Sports Bars) TVs in each dining place.

Ø Some of these restaurants used to actually be places of relaxation (Sports Bars never were relaxing).

Ø Hardly anyone pays any attention to what is playing on the TVs (Sports Bars excluded), but everyone is continually distracted by what’s going on on these TVs.

Ø No one can hear what the TVs are saying to us but every one of us periodically loses track of the table conversation because we find ourselves staring at the silent TV thinking, “I wonder what he just said?”

Ø The TVs do an excellent job of destroying what little Person to Person Interaction remains after the Smartphone has had its way with us.

Ø An example of the few people who are not distracted by the TVs during the meal are those that are telling their fellow diners that, since no one pays any attention to them, they are going to commit suicide when they go home tonight because they feel so utterly ignored.

Ø The people who are told about the impending suicide do not get alarmed because they are distracted by the TV they are not watching and, therefore, are not listening to the future suicidee (yea, I know that’s not a word).

 

Mr. Brody and I are two peas in the same pod and we are glad the pod is not big enough for a TV.

 

Would I kid u?

Smartfella

 

Did You Know That Fella Is Known The World Over?

BlogSpot (where I publish Foolishness...Or Is It?) allows me to see where in the whole wide world my viewers come from. I bet you are just dying to know where they come from...Or are you? If not, read on anyway, since you have come this far...

Ø Good Ole USofA 73,551

Ø Italy 11,320

Ø Russia 6,416 (I sure hope I will not be prosecuted for Collusion)

Ø Canada 1,219

Ø France 1,068

Ø China 1,057

Ø Poland 748

Ø Ukraine 706

Ø India 693

Ø Germany 565

Ø Others 8,300

 

This could mean I am in the process of changing the world.

 

Sometimes I wish I did not have the ability to hear what my dear readers are thinking when they read my blog because I just heard 12 of you think to yourselves, “Change the world? It’s more like Confuse the World!”

 

Thankfully I also have the ability to ignore my Dear Readers thoughts.

 

What all these views of my blog from around the world does tell me is that a whole bunch of the world can read English.

 

I want to now speak to that Whole Bunch...

 

Dear Bunch,

Have you noticed that my Blog now has the new feature that allows my silliness to be translated into other languages? It’s right there at the top left of every posting...

Ø My most recent blog title in English is... “I Did Not Write This But I Sure Enjoyed Reading What Mr. John Steele Gordon Wrote”

Ø My most recent blog title in Russian is... “Я не пишу это, но я уверен Пользовался Чтение Что г-н Джон Стил Гордон писал”

 

Why have I gone to all this trouble to tell you this? It’s because, since you live in all these different countries, I bet you know Potential Dear Readers Who Can’t Read English like you can. Please tell them to use Fella’s New Translate Feature and translate my blogs into the language of their choice and become a New Dear Reader.

 

I sure would appreciate it.

 

Would I kid u?

Smartfella

I Did Not Write This But I Sure Enjoyed Reading What Mr. John Steele Gordon Wrote

This article appeared in the August 31, 2018, print edition of the Wall Street Journal.

Things That Make You Go Hmmmm

Odds are these historical coincidences will strike you as unlikely.

By

John Steele Gordon

Aug. 30, 2018

Sen. John McCain died Aug. 25 of a brain tumor, a glioblastoma. Sen. Ted Kennedy died of the same disease, also on Aug. 25, nine years earlier.

That’s quite a coincidence. But in a world as wide as this one, extremely unlikely things happen every day. Last spring a friend of mine had a straight flush in a hand of five-card draw poker. There are 2,598,960 possible hands in five-card draw, only 36 of which beat the lowest straight flush. So the odds of losing while holding a straight flush are about 1 in 72,000. He lost anyway.

History provides endless examples of odds even longer than that...

Ø Thomas Jefferson and John Adams were the only signers of the Declaration of Independence to become president. They are also the only two presidents to have died on the same day. That day was July 4, 1826, the 50th anniversary of the signing. Jefferson’s last words were, “Is it the fourth?” Adams’s last words were, “Thomas Jefferson survives.” He was wrong; Jefferson had died a few hours before. President James Monroe also died on July 4, in 1831.

Ø Of the dozen or so most significant men of the 19th century, two, Abraham Lincoln and Charles Darwin, were born on the same day, Feb. 12, 1809. Lincoln was born in a dirt-floored one-room log cabin 3 miles south of Hodgenville, Ky., Darwin in upper-middle-class comfort in Shrewsbury, England.

Ø In the 1940s, the president of General Motors and the president of General Electric were each named Charles E. Wilson. They weren’t related. They were known as Engine Charlie and Electric Charlie to keep them straight.

Ø Chief Justice Earl Warren was succeeded on the Supreme Court by Chief Justice Warren Earl Burger.

Ø The town of Codell, Kan., founded in 1888, had never been struck by a tornado until it was hit on May 20, 1916. It was struck again on May 20, 1917, and yet again, this time severely, on May 20, 1918. It has never been hit since.

Ø In his only novel, “The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket,” published in 1838, Edgar Allan Poe tells a story of a shipwreck where the starving survivors draw lots to see who will be killed so that the others can survive by eating his flesh. The man who lost was named Richard Parker. In 1884, a British yacht named Mignonette was lost in the South Atlantic. The survivors decided to sacrifice one so that the others could live. The man killed was named Richard Parker.

Ø The number of documented cases of meteorites striking a house is extremely small. Only three are known to have occurred in the U.S. in the 20th century. But two of those houses are in the town of Wethersfield, Conn., 13.1 square miles in size. They were struck only 11 years apart, in 1971 and 1982. There were no injuries in either case.

Ø On Aug. 18, 1913, a roulette wheel in Monte Carlo came up black 26 times in a row. The odds against that happening are approximately 136,823,183 to 1.

Ø A total of 112 men died in the course of building Hoover Dam. The first person killed was J.C. Tierney, who drowned on Dec. 20, 1922, as he was surveying for a location for the dam in the treacherous waters of the Colorado River. The last man lost died on Dec. 20, 1935, exactly 13 years later. He was Patrick Tierney, J.C.’s son, who fell off an intake tower shortly before construction was completed.

Ø The RMS Titanic had two far less famous sister ships, the older Olympic and the younger Britannic. They were a hard-luck class. On Sept. 20, 1911, when the HMS Hawke collided with the Olympic, both ships were badly damaged but no lives were lost. On April 14, 1912, the Titanic hit an iceberg and sank in mid-Atlantic with the loss of 1,500 lives. On Nov. 21, 1916, the Britannic, which had been converted into a hospital ship after World War I broke out, was hit by a mine in the Aegean Sea and sank with the loss of 30 lives. On board all three ships at the times of their respective misfortunes were Violet Jessop, a nurse, and Arthur John Priest, a stoker.

Ø The assassination of Archduke Franz Ferdinand, heir to the Austrian throne, set off World War I. He and his wife were riding in a car that bore the license plate A111 118. The war ended four years later when the armistice came into effect on 11/11/18.

Mr. Gordon is author of “An Empire of Wealth: The Epic History of American Economic Power.”

 

Would Mr. John Steele Gordon kid us?

Smartfella

 

The Mother Of All Things To Worry About

The News Media loves to scare all those it comes in contact with. I am not ready to label this as the Essence of Evil but I do wish they would ease up a bit.

One of the best examples of their unending desire to make us worry is Hurricane Season. More often than not their scare predictions turn out to be not as bad as predicted.

I am not saying I wish I lived where this latest Storm of the Century has passed but our weathermen were talking about this one as the Storm of the Century when it was a Category 4 (and predicted to be a Category 5) and still calling it the Storm of the Century when it was down to a Category 1.

 

Weathermen love to make us worry. They can’t help themselves but this one made me go over the edge...

Ø I heard a Talking Reporting Head say on TV that, even though the winds of Florence were down to only 100 mph, this was twice as high as recent hurricanes.

Ø I shouted at her but she did not hear me, “Half of a hundred is 50 mph! 50 mph Is Not A Hurricane! Hurricanes don’t become Hurricanes until they reach 75 mph!” (I shout at TVs a lot.)

 

This posting is getting near the Bottom Line so I better tell you the Bottom Line I referred to in the Subject of this Blog Posting...

The Mother of All Things to Worry About

This is the first time they have used this new worry and you can bet it won’t be the last because it scared the people in Nebraska...

This Hurricane Was Expected To Dump 10 Trillion Gallons Of Water On The Good Ole USofA!

They can’t know how many Trillion Gallons it will dump! (As I have been known to do in past blogs, I feel obligated to point out that 10 Trillion is 10 Thousand Billion.)

 

When I heard this 10 Trillion Gallons Prediction I shouted at the TV, “You can’t know that!” but I still worried about this new worry they saddled me with.

 

I have to admit they got to me. They succeeded in increasing my Worry Factor and weathermen all over the east coast of the Good Ole USofA fell asleep that night with a smile on their collective faces.

 

Would I kid u?

Smartfella

Lagniappe:

I’ve been asked about where I got the 10 Trillion Gallons of Rain Figure I used in this posting. Could that possible mean there are those who think I made this figure up. Oh ye of little faith...

Ø He bets 10 trillion:
http://fortune.com/2018/09/13/hurricane-florence-rain-totals-10-million-gallons/
            The storm could dump as much as 10 trillion gallons of rain on North Carolina alone, according to meteorologist Ryan Maue of weathermodels.com. That’s higher than the maximum capacity of Lake Mead, the reservoir that serves water to Arizona, California, and Nevada. (To visualize that, the lake is currently only filled to 38% of its capacity.)
            Maue’s prediction is based off of the seven-day rainfall summary from the National Weather Service, factoring in the average and maximum rainfall estimates.
            He further notes that the initial estimates from Harvey were much lower than the actual totals. (Harvey ultimately dropped 33 trillion gallons of rain on Southeast Texas and Louisiana.)

Ø  He raises himself to 18 trillion: https://www.lmtonline.com/news/science/article/Truly-deep-Florence-to-dump-18-trillion-gallons-13229992.php
            Meteorologist Ryan Maue of weathermodels.com calculates that Hurricane Florence is forecast to dump about 18 trillion gallons of rain over a week over the North Carolina, South Carolinas, Virginia, Georgia, Tennessee, Kentucky and Maryland. It doesn't include rain after it dissipates and its remnants circle back to the northeast.
            That much rain is 2.4 trillion cubic feet (68 billion cubic meters). It's enough to cover Manhattan with nearly 3,800 feet (1.1 kilometers) of water, more than twice as high as the island's tallest building, One World Trade Center.
            Florence's 18 trillion gallons is as much water as there is in the entire Chesapeake Bay. It's also enough to cover the entire state of Texas with nearly 4 inches (10 centimeters) of water.