Good morning, and welcome to the first poat of 2020.
Hope you rang in the new year well.
One final salute to 2019.
And welcome to 2020.
Puppeh!
Beach would be nice.
Last, but not least.
Thank you for your attention, thanks to Pirate’s Cove for the linky love every week, and try some ibuprofen and some water if that headache doesn’t ease up soon. Mwah.
January 1, 2020
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The Official Sports Team of The Hostages
March 3, 2021
Our government is a giant shitball of incompetents, liars and fascist pricks.
Get TITS2 & The H2 Stuff
Happy New Year Sausages
Let’s go out and make this a great year! A lot of stuff happens out of our control but there are so many things we CAN control and change. Let’s do this!
Wisdom for the ages:
Everything happens for a reason, sometimes the reason is you’re stupid and make bad decisions.
I’m thankful for my great Husband and 2 great Daughters. I don’t know what I did to deserve them but I hope my constant gratefulness helps.
I have a shortlist of good friends but every one of them would do anything for me.
My health is good, as is the health of my close circle of loved ones.
And as Theresa said, I’m grateful to have been born American. We’re Number One!! We’re Number One!!
Have to stop- the list is very long.
This dump is on the list. You people, yes, you people make me laugh.
Where has MJ been?
Good morning. Well, look at that. It really is a good morning.
Too sick for church today, at least right now. Maybe my eyes will stop watering by 11.
Ten years ago today I was waking up in the ICU.
https://nypost.com/2019/12/31/doctors-shocked-by-5-inch-dragon-horn-sprouting-from-mans-back/
A hump?
Glad your guts recovered!
Good dog!
https://tinyurl.com/r89ttdr
That was scary, Scott.
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. Or is that just pc bs?
I like that doggie.
My brother and SIL have 3 of the sweetest dachshunds. Our whole family enjoyed their snuggly nature and sweet faces. The expressive eyebrows were so cute. They also know Epstein didn’t kill himself, they urinated it out in the snow.
Average age at the time of death for Rosetta, Patty Ann and Lipstick?
51.
Every day is a gift.
Well shit, I turn 49 in a month and a half.
So. This is the it-seemed-so-futuristic year 2020. Kinda looks like the others, to be honest, just a bit higher tech and a lot stupider.
Roamy, is that b&w pic Steve Reeves?
Happy New Year! Only 79 more days til Spring….
When I hear this song, I always think of Rosetta:
https://tinyurl.com/y2tres5s
I really wanted to see this put up with all the other pictures at Rosetta’s laying out.
Happy New Year! Only 79 more days til Spring….
Back atcha. I’ve been sitting in the sun watching a robin look for bugs. Pissed-off chickadee keeps chasing it away. 42 and sunny in Charlotte, when I think back about where I was last year I shed another layer of fur and find my sunglasses.
Average age at the time of death for Rosetta, Patty Ann and Lipstick?
Don’t forget Cranky.
I try to be thankful everyday for every day, but it takes effort to not dwell on the not so great stuff.
I’ve got bowl games to watch, a drill press and workbench to assemble, and my life is awesome and I’m the luckiest man alive.
Happy New Year friends.
Besnsnssnsnsns, that is an excellent Rosetta pic.
4 mare:
https://tinyurl.com/p8x4vpl
And what is so bizarre about a shaman using a guinea pig to cleanse people of evil spirits? Only part I found odd was the statement you had to use a black one. When I watched some travel thing (to Peru) on PBS, the shaman they saw didn’t say it had to be black.
Anyhoo, it works. I always felt better after spending floor time with my piggies. And while Mr. B. said they were useless and was a bit jelly….Bigglesworth was his favorite.
happy new year to all!!
i hope your Christmas was grand too…
i’ll be back…
(just a warning in case you need to change the pw)
JAM….what’s up? I hope you’re well and that you’ll pop in more regular-like.
BAHAHAHA…at jam’s link.
BWAHAHAHAAHAH……JAM!!!!
Jam, did you get into trouble hanging out with us? That is not uncommon but we miss you and would love to have you hang out here.
Happy New Year everybody.
Hotspur, where have you been? You giant turd!
Roamy, is that b&w pic Steve Reeves?
It’s some model named Konstantin. I don’t recommend an image search without safe search on, just sayin’.
This is the song that reminds me of Rosie:
Happy New Year!
Glad you’re still with us, Scott 😊
Oh, and the guy in that first pic? Wrap him up as a late Christmas gift for me, would ya?
Happy New Year, Hostages!
I missed my son’s New Year’s Eve party last night because I felt like crap. Doing much better today, made it to Mass, now watching the Rose Parade. Hallmark is doing a better job than HGTV did.
Well hi there. My New Year’s Resolution is no more puns.
And to crush everyone’s dreams. Let’s see which one wins.
Happy New Year! Mare, you need a Dachshund or two.
I’m not making any NY’s resolutions. Not because of any particular stance, for or against. Just not feeling it. I have things I want to accomplish this year, and since they’re year-long, no declaration of intent today is going to make any difference.
Meh, my goals for this year are similar to the ones in previous years. I’m still working back up, hoping to hit 315 on my squat and 405 on my deadlift this year, find a new job, and try to increase the amount of time spent studying Russian. I do want to take a drawing class this year at some point, as well as a few blacksmithing classes.
I wish I had a dollar for everytime I’ve seen a replay of Tua Tivongabonga getting his hip broke.
Just think, only 364 more days until we can say “Hindsight is 2020”.
Hotspur, where have you been? You giant turd!
Shut up, Mare! Hotspur is not a giant.
Whose turn is it to shoot Alex in the face with the shotgun that shoots angry bees, thumbtacks, and lemon juice?
Pretty sure it’s Leon’s turn
No, leon does the cauterizing with his flame thrower.
It’s supposed to get up to mid-fiddies today. Going to sit on the deck for some Vit. D (SYWM) therapy and contemplate what to do with the shepherds hook that holds the bird feeders. The raccoon has bent it halfway to the ground trying to climb it. Fat f*cker.
May have to grease the pole. Shut it.
I stand corrected!
*I’m actually sitting*
Made this last night. Not bad. I used rice ‘milk’ because reasons but I have no doubt regular milk or buttermilk would make it more better.
http://livingoncloudandreanine.blogspot.com/2018/12/amish-apple-fritter-bread.html
Oh sure, NOW the sun comes out. We did a job in another part of the state that has nice walking areas but the day was too raw for my liking.
Feeling vaguely nauseated throughout the morning. Eating some homemade red cabbage sauerkraut, hoping it helps. It’s not quite finished, still a little fizzy here and there. Good though.
Dennis Prager had a short video on resolutions and made the point that resolutions are good even if they only last a couple of days because they cause self-evaluation which should always be helpful.
I think resolutions are great.
Oddly, this year I don’t have any big goals/resolutions other than to be as grateful as humanly possible for the people/things/opportunities I have been given.
Besnsnsnsns, that looks delicious.
I never poo poo (heh) peoples’ attempts to improve themselves at the start of each year. At least they are trying.
I was at Walmart for 2 days in a row and let me tell you, there are a crap ton of people who have completely given up trying to “improve” themselves. It’s sad they have given up on themselves.
On the other hand, maybe they are just walking around grateful like I am. Who knows?
I don’t know what I’m saying.
Is it too early for champagne?
The raccoon has bent it halfway to the ground trying to climb it. Fat f*cker.
May have to grease the pole. Shut it.
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hhahahahahaahhha Beasnsnsnsn for the win!
Self-evalution is way too depressing, I try to avoid it.
Heh, Pepe.
Rubbish. You have a new grandchild, that’s awesomeness. You didn’t get killed in a scythe accident. You’re still married to someone too good for you.
What’s not to like?
Beasn invented guinea pig yoga.
I’m not poo-pooing resolutions. I just don’t have any DAY ONE self improvement declarations. I have goals for this year, and I know it’s going to be a process. I sorta don’t want to cheapen them by making some sort of grand declaration.
/no it’s not too early for campaign.
Beasn invented guinea pig yoga.
L to R: Me, Pepe at yoga class.
https://tinyurl.com/vrs8w3d
Me leading the hostages to crossfit.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uUpQSEVmjvE
Hotspur, where have you been?
With MJ’s mom.
More on the bizarre Michigan story. It gets weirder and weirder. https://www.mlive.com/news/flint/2019/12/man-wearing-only-leather-kilt-ran-from-murder-suspects-rural-home-in-november.html
Carin, did you see that our esteemed cunt of a state senator got busted for drunk driving in Auburn Hills?
First dry NYE since I was about 16. Weird.
Beasnsnsnsns, that would have been a perfect Rosetta music/pig video!!
Me leading the hostages to crossfit.
You know where the bridge leads, right?
Sweet and sour pork.
Carin, did you see that our esteemed cunt of a state senator got busted for drunk driving in Auburn Hills?
NOOO
More on the bizarre Michigan story. It gets weirder and weirder.
Put some yellow paint on the arches and you have a McDonalds
Holy cow, Carin, I stand by my: someone needs to shiv this guy in jail to save the state the money and the inevitable recidivism.
Heh, the commercial with the hungover guy in front of the fridge drinking Pedialite. Little girl: Hey, that’s mine!
We are about to run out of Christmas cookies.
Worst year ever.
When I got home from work last night … all the sugar cookies were gone. Which is weird, because “no one ” likes sugar cookies and I’m supposedly the only one who likes them.
Two spiced puddings in their water bath and in the oven. The results should be reported in an hour or so.
Comment by Car in on January 1, 2020 2:45 pm
More on the bizarre Michigan story. It gets weirder and weirder. https://www.mlive.com/news/flint/2019/12/man-wearing-only-leather-kilt-ran-from-murder-suspects-rural-home-in-november.html
Yeah.. that’s definitely… weird.
*casually slides leather kilt under the bed.*
Yeah, it was kind of a dick move but it was Steve Harvey so who gives a crap
Scott is our Even Steven. All luck flows through Scott.
I read the Michigan story and saw the pic of the guy running away in the kilt.
There are so many crazy things mentioned in the story. People really have some sick fetishes.
I just wonder if the kilt guy is thinking 1) I barely made it out alive and 2) if I had told the police WHY I was nervous, perhaps Kevin Bacon would be alive.
For Hotspur:
https://platform.twitter.com/widgets.js
if I had told the police WHY I was nervous, perhaps Kevin Bacon would be alive.
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Exactly.
No way, his name is Bacon. He was doomed.
Drinking game (doesn’t have to be alcohol): Drink when Herbstreit says “physicality.” A totally made-up word.
I am ok with people being wrong about the new decade.
1920 belongs in the twenties.
Or we could change the year to twenty twentyteen.
I am the nerd patrol. Happy New Year. No S
Well, Hotspur tried to make us dummies who thought it was a new decade feel bad that we had no idea it didn’t start for a year.
Let’s kick Hotspur’s ass.
A decade is *any* ten years. It doesn’t matter when you start counting. So 2020 can be called the start of a new decade -and even if you want to be a pedant about it, it comes with its own ‘year zero’ too, so it’s handy too. Jan1 2020-Dec 31 2029 = a decade. No problem.
Because we started counting for the Millennium at year 1, THAT’s the one we screwed up by celebrating a year too early.
I liked it when Madden used words like slobber knocker.
The Wisconsin marching band marches stupidly.
I couldn’t buy sudafed because Indiana requires that a state-licensed pharmacist be present to manage the sale and they all had the evening off. Not sure if I could buy it in Michigan right now or if we have the same stupidity.
I should be able to jiggle my gut and show my teeth and get a pass, dammit.
did we really start at year 1? I don’t recall there being a vote. i say we started at year 0 and Hotspur is wrong.
I was shocked at how much “over the counter” meds are locked up with the pharmacist.
If he wants 1970 to be part of the sixties, so be it.
ME requires a Rx now too. I thought it was just “Show your ID” but they’ve gone full DEA crackdown with it. The OTC Sudafed is not pseudoephedrine.
There is probably a guy at the bowling alley selling Sudafed.
The OTC Sudafed is not pseudoephedrine.
You misspelled “effective”.
I need to just get some ephedra seeds somehow and grow it year round in my office.
I don’t need a prescription, but it literally cannot be sold to me by anyone in IN without a pharmacy license. Last time I bought in Michigan it was just an ID check and an entry in some sort of state registry to track how often you’re buying it. Still bullshit on a cracker but at least you could buy it when the pharmacy counter was closed.
What a wild game at the Rose Bowl!
Stupid Ducks.
Awfully classy move at the end of the game.
In Michigan the pharmacy must be open, which it isn’t is the pharmacists isn’t on duty. So nope. Can’t get that shit w/o a pharmacist.
The pharm can be on “break”. But the pharmacy isn’t usually open unless one is on duty
We only use our “Archgard”™ gas log to keep the place warm in winter. The furnace *might* turn on on a cold night. Today, about 1400 it was getting cool enough that Anita went to turn on the fire.
Then, she stuck her head around the door and said; “Fires broke.”
The thermocouple is dead, on New Years…
I could fix it, but Fuck It, I’m gonna ‘call the guy’.
I’m too old to be dickin’ with this shit any more.
And, this decade ends 365 days from now.
Years 1 through 10, not 0 through 9…
The thing is, “year zero” doesn’t matter! Decades in either direction would still run 1-10. The “zero” is an origin point, with time being reckoned before or after it.
In other words, suck it, the decade starts next year. So there.
Bro Cav,
Thank you, and Happy New Year!
grr blew a thermal fuse on the gas dryer, at 10 pm
Decades end. Realignments proceed.