Pretty sure I saw a guy die on the freeway. Had just dropped theKid off, heading into the maw of RTO and mildly surprised that the flow of traffic was actually flowing then suddenly it slowed down to a crawl. Forgot where I heard/read this, but some wise person suggested that when traffic slows/stops, head …
Category: Adulting 101
The Golden is Mean
Bradley Cooper is a walking, talking thirst trap. So no homo, but most guys would agree … being that guy would be pretty sweet. Heard he’s tall, too. And with chest hair. Dare I say, a pelt. Life, is so not the fair. Guess that’s why bras and jockstraps come in different sizes. Just watched …
Conspiracy of Dunces
OK so latest polling suggests ‘Murricans don’t want Clueless Joe/CryptKeeper or Potato Don/Orange Jesus as the next leader of the “free” world. Interesting. Despite vocals that resonate like skin on a mandoline RFK Jr. is doing very well across all voting groups, so much so that his electability is even better than that of the …
Socializing with the Unsociable
Once again … so glad to be officially hitched. It ain’t perfect but it is all mine. MFs today not going to Cheesecake Factory or Olive Garden or Applebee’s. Well stay your ahh right on home, then. Sheesh. $300 for a first date? Really? What is that? Where does all that entitlement come from? No. …
Ahh, the Joy. All the Joy
One of the best things about married life? Never getting to watch the program you want. See, when spouses spent time together in front of the idiot box, typically one spouse (see: Half) does not want to watch the stupidity the other spouse (see: other half) is currently watching. Ergo: “Where’s the remote?” So much …
Status Update
Whelps, now that we’re into, what, year 3? of training our debt monkeys in this here credit circus, where do things stand? Ehhh … could be better, but we are better than worse, so there’s that. Basically, threw some significant bananas to starve out a bunch of monkeys, so … happy about that. Had to …
Population: Controlled
As another year ends, the third after the “plandemic” (but not really because this “virus” doesn’t recognize its exaggerated demise and what, again, is that new variant?) and folks are still fighting going back into the office. Nobody wants to be there. Nobody. Yet employers refuse to recognize that. It’s easier/better/preferable to just live at …
One More for the Road
Truck died. While driving. Limped right on off to the side of the road/shopping plaza parking lot. She told me she was having problems … I was listening, just not hard/quickly enough. Started glaring at me from the dashboard with those belligerent and hostile red eyes. Now, Truck has many issues … she’s an old …
Indelible
This nation will never be clean. The stain is embedded in the fabric. Methinks me must agree with the losers on this: tearing down Confederate monuments is not the right/smart move. What about Stone Mountain? Gonna blast the face of that rock? Might as well do Mount Rushmore, too. The crimes against humanity are basically …
Who Teaches Foster Kids to Tie Their Shoes?
Maybe they just get those Velcro closures. But who buys them? Speaking of … one of theKid’s teammates at a fairly-recent sporting display had to have Mom tie this kid’s shoes. Now, this kid was within the same age realm as theKid … too old for diapers, not quite tween … and yet had absolutely …
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