Wow.
Way to start the year with a bang. And a thump.
New Year’s in New Orleans.
Welcome to 2025.
So rumor has it that ISIS (or “ISIS-inspired”?) decided to strike at the heart of debauched celebration …
“Show us your … beads.”
Although getting oneself merc’d by the cops sans manifesto seems a bit self-defeating. There was an ISIS flag, so maybe that’s all the message that needs to be sent.
Next up … Vegas. Altho’ would have preferred a better delivery system guess the dead guy got across his point. Or not. Seems kinda stupid but differing minds. Love the message implied. Very sweet.
Blow up a Cyberdine DumpTruck in front of the SlumTowers. Nice. {Luke 6:24}
Methinks 2025 is going to be one tumultuous year. Oh yes.
January 19th is the set execution of Tok of the Tik, Orange Menace seizing office the following day.
And this is just January.
Oh and got a nice, fat, juicy Gorilla via certified mail to the house …
… thought that had been handled, but apparently/obviously/excruciatingly not.
Cost of living = Debt for life.
Hits? Keep coming.
Well, whatever. Could be worse. Can always be worse.
Altho’ right now? Pretty thumpin’ bad.
One good thing?
Gonna get better. Half mentioned satan and his imps the other day, getting/staying busy.
Yup, working overtime. Just need to make sure he keeps doing it for free.